Someday Will I Be The Greatest Alchemist? – Idle Talk 1

Chapter 37: Slave wench

the town i liveth in wast did attack by a coystrill. The sir is dead and the mistress is guilty. Mine own moth’r kicked the bucket, and i liveth with mine own fath’r. I can’t escapeth. Mine own fath’r did start killing me. The children w’re hath caught and did sell.

the coystrill is a brok’r and we cameth to bolton f’r sale.
but i bethink we art still a machine in hell. Because we hath bought the mullain slave committee because mullain hast a policy yond children shall not selleth bef’re those gents reacheth adulthood.
the prince who is’t rules the city of bolton is eke liketh a p’rson who is’t recognizes kindness. F’r this reasoneth, the m gudgeon slave committee in the city is not as much as the slaves.

moulin sign’d a contracteth with the children of our illegal slaves on the same t’rms as the debt slaves. So, we adults may beest releas’d to saveth on the sale price plus t costs, until th’re is a high’r did cost of the agreement.
i wanteth to beest releas’d lief, i wast did sell to a st’re, i did get a contracteth to buyeth yara, but i wanteth to regain mine own life.

mullan slave chamb’r not only teaches our children to readeth and writeth calculations, but eke teaches those folk to useth the sw’rd behavi’r to self-discipline.

“i can beest a maid to square ‘gainst thee”

i knoweth not what moulin is asking me, but this exp’rience hast becometh a big weapon f’r me.

“because thou art v’ry quite quaint, if ‘t be true thee taketh thy gentle hands, i can liveth comf’rtably. ”

mulran hath said this, but the nobles ign’r’d the t’rms of the contracteth, which is t’rrible. F’rcing jakarta to beest a crime without mine own consent is a crime, but if ‘t be true t is a pow’rful p’rson, th’re shall beest nay problem.
howev’r, i can’t chooseth the owneth’r, the corse yond is did sell.

so i prayeth to the goddess n’ron ev’ry day.
concluded, be it, prithee giveth me a soft mast’r.

at yond timeth, a sir who is’t hath bought the elf war slave sophia hath appeared.
sophia hath lost an ear in h’r right handeth and hath left leggeth during the war. But this doest not cullionly yond the beauty of sofia is not liketh those folk at all.
so wherefore doest sofia continueth to has’t a 50-year-old unsold home? this is because mr. Sofia cannot useth charm.
elves using pow’rful charm spells art nay bett’r than the beauty of their nobility and wealthy businessmen. If ‘t be true thee can’t useth charm as a sprite favour, the value is halv’d.
mullin eke hath said yond nay one in sofia can beareth because that gent did refuse to cross his opponent and ye haiya.
haply t is just not.

i hath bought sophia, a young sir of mine own age.
wherefore doth i knoweth? in addition to mr. Sofia, that gent is eke known f’r protecting his secret slav’ry. And the r’d silk recommend’d that gent to me.

at which hour thee becometh a slave to protecteth the mast’r’s secret, the debt slave is first did exclude. Debt slaves art relatively vile until those gents art releas’d f’r a sh’rt p’riod of timeth. Once lib’rated, the secret slave agreement wast did exclude because the debt slave hath chosen to withdraweth from the contracteth.
because most people who is’t art did sell as slaves in oth’r countries art not slaves ‘r returning to slave exchanges, those gents can’t wend backeth to this lodging, coequal aft’r translation, the latt’r things art oft. Most imp’rtantly, i has’t hath heard yond war slaves art so expensive yond lib’ration is extremely rare.
illegal slaves, enwheeling me, has’t nay lodging to wend backeth, n’r shall those gents knoweth their relatives ‘r anyone. If ‘t be true thou art not enslaved, thee knoweth not how to liveth and how to beest kind. If ‘t be true so, th’re art many children who is’t enjoyeth slav’ry in life.

we has’t not given up our liveth because of moulin, but in fact, t is sore f’r me to receiveth did rid of the repurchase of slav’ry.

i hath bought sofia. Mine own mast’r is looking f’r anoth’r slave to manageth this mansion, and the moulin rouge recommend’d me to mine own mast’r.
i am v’ry joyous to knoweth yond t wast did sell at the timeth.

“i am talking to takumi, prithee asketh maria a dram.
if ‘t be true thee cometh to me and wanteth to leaveth the house to management, is’t tis fine? house i needeth some space to teachest if ‘t be true thee can has’t four cubiculos and the bathroom is tirelessly did manage to separateth the upstairs living cubiculo and dining kitchen on the hard flo’r. ”

the host gaveth me a sinc’re response to mine own slave, and i am v’ry joyous to beest able to stareth at the gentle atmosph’re and halcyon eyes.

i did grab the mast’r’s handeth and coequal appeal’d to himself.

“mast’r, i encourageth thee to stayeth with me f’r a longeth timeth. ”

i hath bought t with mr. Sophia, i naturally hath said.

this is a s’ries of surprises.
the first hoyday wast yond on the carriage to the house, the captain hath said yond sofia’s beshrew wast a beshrew. In fact, sofia is able to useth charm, and i seeth the joy of mr. Sophia.

the second hoyday wast the large spid’r leaves did introduce by the mast’r’s baton. S’rry, i can’t standeth the visage of the vine.

the third hoyday is yond i suggesteth thee useth a large bathtub with mine own slave sophia at home.
surpris’d by the big guideth, the mansion of the mast’r bathroom hast cometh out to speaketh liketh i am playing f’r free into the magical sofia wat’r.
i very much did enjoy the excitement of sofia with a bathtub. T wast not the most expensive and couldst not beest exp’rienc’d.

the fourth hoyday is yond mast’r shall healeth the deficit in sofia. T is hath said yond the deficit in the high augurer of the god of god is not possible to healeth.
who is’t is thy mast’r? haply thou art the angel of the goddess n’run.

at this timeth, mr. Sophia hath decided to s’rve his husband.

sophia is hoping to beest the next mast’r, this is the day gone, i naturally shouldst eke giveth desire to the corse and mind of the main objecteth.

th’ref’re, in addition to w’rking with sofia, i wanteth to beest stout at home.
same as thy mast’r

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