Interspecies Training Manual

Morning light shines on the farm.

Inside the house, Luo An sat at the table eating breakfast.

He listened with great interest as Celia recounted the events of the previous day.

"Master, I talked with Elena for so long, like how you healed my wounds, cooked for me, and bought me magic-suppressing stones..."

The more Luo An listened, the more uneasy he felt.

He tried to get Celia to chat, but it seemed she only talked about herself.

Seeing how happy she was, I could tell how important I was to her.

"So what did she say to you?"

Celia then stopped and recounted the experience Elena had told her.

"Irena said that slave hunters ravaged her life..."

Luo An gained a deeper understanding of Elena's past.

Her experience was indeed quite tragic.

I never expected that Elena had an older sister.

Luo An dared not imagine what kind of punishment slaves like her sister, who tried to escape but were caught and brought back, would suffer.

"Owner..."

Celia hesitated whether to speak, but feeling that her master was kind and wouldn't be angry, she spoke up anyway.

She also said that she felt a little scared after drinking the porridge yesterday.

"In Elena's mind, no slave owner would be kind to a slave for no reason."

"If someone suddenly becomes nice to you, it might be because they want something from you. If you can't give it to them, the consequences could be severe."

Upon hearing this, Luo An was speechless for a moment.

Elena does indeed possess something he needs.

However, Luo An wouldn't do anything to her just because he didn't trust her enough.

"I told her that her master is different from those bad guys, and is really a good person, so she shouldn't confuse her master with them."

Seeing that her master remained silent, Celia quickly added another sentence.

"You're doing a great job, but you don't need to mention me too often when you chat. You two should get to know each other better. The more you understand her, the more she should understand you."

Luo An thought it would be nice if the two of them could become friends.

"If possible, try to be friends with her."

Celia nodded. "Master, I understand. I will get along well with her."

"Actually, Elena is a very nice person, she's just too afraid of humans."

"I could tell that she also wanted someone to talk to her."

Trust level +5%

The sudden increase in trust surprised Luo An.

This isn't an increase in Celia's trust level, but rather Elena's.

She's clearly not here.

How can trust levels be increased?

Luo An suddenly looked at the door, which was slightly ajar.

Was Elena eavesdropping on his conversation with Celia from behind the door?

The increase in trust was mostly due to something he said that subtly touched Elena's heart.

Luo An pretended not to notice and rode out on horseback after breakfast.

The farmers who couldn't find anyone yesterday have all returned from the city today.

They all bought a lot of strong slaves.

Upon hearing the news that monster activity in the forest had become more frequent, everyone's expressions turned grim.

Luo An plans to put the formation of a patrol team on the agenda today.

As agreed, each family would provide five strong and able-bodied slaves.

Before noon, forty slaves had assembled at Grant's farm.

Grant was meticulous in training slaves, teaching them practical combat skills and even defensive formations for teamwork.

Although it was the first time the slaves had learned this skill, their physical condition was good enough, and with such a dedicated instructor, they all trained with extra effort.

They also knew that if the monsters attacked, they would all die if they didn't have real skills.

Luo An was quite satisfied to see the slaves training diligently.

It shouldn't be long before this patrol team possesses considerable combat capabilities.

He didn't linger any longer, mounted his horse, and returned to his own farm.

......

The farm is right in front of us.

But when Roan saw the brown carriage parked on the farm, his expression immediately changed.

The chariot was prominently engraved with the thorn rose emblem of the lord's family.

"Horse, run faster!"

Luo An pulled on the reins and charged toward the farm.

In the courtyard, Levens stood in the center with his hands behind his back, dressed in an exquisite suit, his face showing a flirtatious expression he hadn't displayed before, talking to Celia.

Celia clutched her collar with one small hand, her expression not looking too good.

Hearing the sound of horses' hooves, Celia turned her head to look.

When she saw Luo An charging towards her on horseback, she cried out.

"Owner!"

Levins slowly turned around and looked Roan up and down as he rode his horse.

Luo An practically jumped off his horse and rushed into the courtyard.

He stood in front of Celia, gazing at Levins.

"Young Master Levins, what brings you here?"

With a casual smile on his face, Levins stared intently at Celia and got straight to the point, stating the purpose of his visit.

"I won't beat around the bush with you, I've taken a fancy to your elven slave."

"Name your price, how much are you willing to sell her to me?"

He took a step forward, his tone carrying an air of condescending arrogance.

"Not for sale!"

Luo An refused without even thinking.

"They're just slaves, what's wrong with selling them?"

Levins frowned; this reply surprised him.

"1000 gold coins! That's a high enough price, don't be ungrateful."

Luo An shook his head, his eyes unwavering.

"No matter how many gold coins you offer, I won't sell."

"Celia has never been a commodity that can be measured in money for me."

Celia's eyes reddened, and she tried hard to hold back her emotions and not let herself cry.

She knew that her master would never sell her.

"commodity?"

Seeing that Roan remained stubborn, Levins's face darkened completely.

"She's just a slave, and you're telling me she's not a commodity?"

Levins seemed to have heard something absurd.

"What is a slave? A slave is the private property of their master, a plaything that can be bought, sold, beaten, and disposed of at will!"

"Is it because she's an elf that you can't bear to part with her?"

Levins remembered Roan's lowly status.

After all, they were elven slaves, which would cost several hundred gold coins, so it's understandable that he couldn't bring himself to do it.

"Linole, get down!"

Levins turned to look at the carriage.

Inside the car, an elf dressed in a long purple dress and possessing an exceptionally elegant demeanor slowly stepped out.

"Linole?"

Celia saw that familiar face and unconsciously called out her name.

Judging from her appearance now, dressed in gorgeous clothes and with a dignified demeanor, she seems to be doing quite well.

But why did her gaze evoke a strange sense of fear?

"Celia, we meet again."

A mixture of resentment and fanaticism ignited in Linor's eyes.

Ignoring Celia's shock, she humbly walked to Levins's feet and, like a dog, gently rubbed her cheek against his trouser leg.

Levins showed no pity, stepping on her back and crushing her down hard.

Hearing her suppressed cries of pain, a morbid pleasure appeared on his face.

He looked at Luo An, his tone full of pride.

"Luo An, watch closely, this is how slaves are used."

Levins pressed harder under his foot, and Linor on the ground trembled in pain, but her eyes remained fixed on Celia without moving.

"They are not human beings, but merely talking tools."

"You must let them know their place and how to serve their master well!"

Inside the house.

A figure crouched by the window, looking out at the scene outside, its cat ears trembling uncontrollably.