There is also an audio novel on YouTube. If there is some trend that you like I'll come and get married.

In this world Class is everything Anyone who disobeys someone of higher rank will be guilty. Slaves will be oppressed by villagers. Knights will bully weak villagers. The nobles who ruled the law would blame the knights and the person above all classes was the emperor who everyone believed. He is the incarnate god.

Dust has been listening to what his father has taught and reminded him since he can remember. Even though there are many questions in my head But the boy chose to nod and listen to every word his father and mother said.

“Duss! Hurry!” The burly man shouted loudly, causing the boy to flinch. He hurriedly carried the things according to his master's orders. Even though he was only 10 years old. But if you don't work, you don't have food.

The young man glanced at his supervisor who was wearing a shirt alone before looking at the others, including himself who didn't even have a chance to wear a shirt like everyone else.

'I really want to wear some. We must look good.' Scarlet eyes looked at the beautiful shirt with envy, but a 'slave' like him could only dream.

The hot sand It was full of male slaves who carried things incessantly. If you rest, even for just a minute He'd definitely be beaten with a whip by the boss.

Plenty!

That still didn't make sense.

“I told you to hurry! Or do you want to get hit again?!” The pain in the middle of his back didn't change his expression at all. Dust turned and smiled at the leader before quickly pushing the items as he ordered.

When work is finished A boy came running to get in line to receive his daily wage. The slaves who saw him He turned his head away and made a face of disgust. Dust smiled dryly. Even slaves I still hate him. The boy stared at the black eyes of everyone who looked at him with disgust and fear.

‘Why do people hate me, Dad?’ Dus had asked his father many years ago. Even if the parents don't say anything But when he saw himself in the mirror for the first time The boy understood. Unique blood red eyes. He was so different from everyone that he became a black sheep that no one wanted to associate with, not even fellow slaves.

Dust took 5 bronze coins home. The money of this land is divided into 3 types: copper, silver, and gold.

A boy walks past a bakery shop. Even the cheapest bread It costs up to 3 copper coins. It was equal to half a day's wages! Dust almost shed tears when he had to buy a loaf of bread.

Young youths walked along the sand in the night. On both sides of the road are shop kiosks with torches standing as a guide. The aroma of the food was so enticing that the boy wanted to jump towards it. But the money in hand was not enough to buy anything anymore. Dust gripped the bread tightly in his hand before rushing home. In front of him appeared an old curtain. Dust opened it before saying.

“I'm back, Mom, Mia,” Das smiled sweetly when he saw his mom and little sister, who were two years older than him.

“Brother, what about my bread?”

“Oh, little sister, I thought I was going to miss you!” Dust rubbed his little sister's head harshly. Before the mother came to embrace us gently, suddenly

“I'm back,” a large voice said as the curtains opened. A large body with a kind face of a father walked in.

“Are you tired, Dad? Is there a lot of people at the pier today?” Das asked with interest. Although his father was a slave, he worked as a porter who was considered a porter. Much higher than the other slaves

“A lot as usual. Ships carrying goods arrive every day. I'm really tired.” The father looked at his son. He knew exactly what that meant. Dust ran in and gave his father a vigorous massage. Even though there are cries of pleading, please take it easy.

We sat and shared bread and soup that Father had brought home. The boy smiled sweetly at this warmth. In this kingdom, no matter how hard we try, we cannot change the class we are born with. But that's okay. To be a slave until the day I die I just want him to be with everyone.

Just this..that's enough.

A new morning has arrived. But today he didn't have to go to work. And every slave will have a day off today. Because today is an important day for the empire.

Slaves, peasants, knights, and nobles sat together in the enormous colosseum.

The slaves with the greatest number would sit below. Above them were the villagers. The nobles sat in special seats on the other side of the grandstand. And before entering this Colosseum Company knights strictly control those who enter. Dust scanned his eyes with interest. It was only today that he would be able to see foreigners entering the kingdom. He must have been too restless until his father pushed him back to his seat while his younger sister's laughter sounded beside him.

Everyone's loud voices began to quiet down. When a tall young man with blond hair, white skin was clean and clear, as if it had never been exposed to the sun. He appeared wearing a luxurious outfit that shone brightly in the sunlight. He began to raise his voice in an authoritative manner.

“Welcome everyone, I am Kraius, as always, like every year. A fate-changing challenge that only slaves can participate in. If you defeat my knight No matter what you desire In the name of the Emperor, I promise to make it come true!” The people in the stadium made loud noises.

But not with the slaves who sat with pale faces and didn't make a sound. Even though this is your only chance to change your life.

“Will anyone present themselves?” When the emperor asked, not a single slave raised a hand. causing the villagers to cheer and shout in disapproval Like the nobles who shut their mouths and laugh like false aristocrats.

When no one comes forward This caused the powerful nobles to pick and choose slaves, no different from picking animals and slaughtering them.

A skinny male slave was chosen to be put in the sand field. In front of him was a knight in battle gear. Just watch and you will know who will win. Dust quickly covered his sister's eyes. In the blink of an eye, the young slave began to pounce on the knight in fear. Just one sword strike by a knight. The slave's head flew off and red juice spurted from his body, staining the sand.

The sound of everyone applauding caused the knight to raise his sword in response to this victory. Excited foreigners scattered money onto the field with sparkling eyes.

This was not a race to give hope to the slaves, it was to announce to the slaves that What if you plan to resist?

All the slaves walked out of the field with hopeless expressions on their faces. It was wrong for him that his heart was pounding. If he could win, he would be able to leave this kingdom. And when he grows up? He will challenge the knights to take everyone away from here!

Dust, who was lost in thought, saw a dagger for sale at a shop outside the stadium. Its beauty attracted his heart to stare. A picture of himself as a handsome young man holding a knife against a knight and winning. Praise accompanied him for his victory. But before he could think about it, his father's voice sounded from far away!

“Dus! You can go now.” Dust ran to his family without knowing that His fate was predetermined and he could not change it.

Amidst the heat of the sun Vendors peddle their wares along the roadside. The villagers went to spend money. In the alleys and alleys there are female slaves who stand to sell their services. But as soon as Dust walked past, all eyes were on him. The boy carried three wooden crates that were taller than his head and continued walking without looking at anyone.

But the open walkway Suddenly there was a shadow of someone in front of me. Dust thought about walking aside, but suddenly one of the wooden crates was lifted out by the person in front of him.

“Hey kid, you're still as energetic as ever,” a middle-aged man with a beard and a thick belly greeted with a smile. Dust saw him and greeted happily.

“Uncle Miss, hello.” The boy bowed his head and continued walking together with Uncle Miss. The fat man carried the crate with difficulty. Just walk a few steps. Sweat was already dripping down all over my face.

“How are you able to lift all these crates?!” Miss gasped, trying to keep up with the boy. Dust laughed before slowing his pace to match his uncle's. Despite wasting so much more time, the boy didn't care.

Uncle Miss was the only villager who talked to him. I don't know why you don't hate him like everyone else does. But Dust is always grateful to you for making him see that the kingdom is this rotten. There are still good people left.

“Do you have any business to do here? I've finished my work. Let's go sit at my house. My little sister probably wants to meet Uncle as well,” Dust invited, but Uncle's smiling expression suddenly changed. His face was discolored and soaked with sweat that he had to lift his shirt to wipe off the sweat.

“Uncle, is something wrong?” Dust reached out and touched the other person's shoulder, causing Uncle Miss to flinch. He quickly smiled, even though it was clearly a dry smile.

“Ah, go buy something delicious to eat.” Uncle Miss took out a silver coin and gave it to him. Dusta sparkled. 1 silver coin is equal to 100 bronze coins. It was so much that the boy felt considerate, but the fat man stuffed it into Dust's hand before walking away.

Dust brought bread and a bowl of soup home. If everyone knew that we had earned this much money, they would definitely be happy. The boy with his hands full used his shoulder to push the curtains into the house. But suddenly, the sight in front of him made Dust's eyes widen until the item in his hand fell to the ground.

Thump

“Just a slave, dare you disobey me?!” A tall young man dressed in the luxurious clothes of a nobleman sat hunched over his mother's body on the ground, pressing both of her hands down. Even though the young woman tried to resist, she was unable to fight the other's strength.

Mia's cries for help continued to grow louder. A young girl sits crying in the corner of the house. While the father was being pressed to the ground by 4 villagers. Father's face was bulging with blood on his lips.

“Dus! Run!!” The mother who saw her son shouted loudly. But the confused boy was caught by a villager. The mother who saw this tried harder to resist but was slapped by the nobleman until her face turned away.

“Is this your child? Good, I like it more like this.” The nobleman smiled as he used his hand to tear off his mother's dress. The father who saw him clenched his teeth until blood was flowing as he tried to shake himself out of his control, but he couldn't.

“Release my mother!” Dust clenched his fists and shook the villagers' bodies. The other party stopped in shock. This caused one of the villagers holding his father's body to pick up a stone from the ground and immediately slam it onto Dust's head.

tight!

A blow to the head caused Dust to stop. The picture in front of me was shaky. Blood flowing from his head dripped down his face.

N..What happened here?

The staggering Dust turned to look at his attacker.

Dust suddenly kicked the knee of the person in front of him. The force of the kick made the young man fall to his knees on the ground. The boy clenched his fist and swung it at its face.

pop!!!

Its face had collapsed in half, leaving no trace of its original outline left. Its blood spurted onto Dust's face, drenching it in blood. The fire of the other party's life was extinguished in the blink of an eye. Everyone in the house stopped and stared at the young man. Dust looked at both palms. before clenching his fists tightly

'I don't know why my strength has increased this much, but right now I can feel that the blood inside my body is boiling. It was as hot as if it had been burned.'

It feels so good.

Dust turned to the nobleman who was staring at him without batting an eye, causing him to flinch. before walking closer The male noble rose from his mother's body and crawled away along the ground. When you're stuck in the corner of the house He turned and pointed at Dust's face with his body trembling.

“Wait a minute. I am a nobleman, a nobleman!”

Dust's face was still as he bent down to meet the other's eyes. Immediately, scarlet eyes stared at it. The young man could hardly breathe. It avoided the young man's sight. before quickly trying to crawl away

but

The boy held the other's legs and tilted his head with a calm expression on his face.

“This leg is so cumbersome,” the boy clicked his tongue before stomping on the joint of its leg with his foot.

Crunch!

The bone sound was so loud that the young nobleman screamed out. But Dust was able to take off the other person's shoes and put them in his mouth in time. The young man's panting sounded like a pig about to be slaughtered. His eyes flickered with fear from the core of his heart. until water flowed down the young nobleman's pants

tight

Dust stepped on the other's head until it was pressed down to the ground. At that moment, he saw the faces of his parents trying to say something. But he didn't hear anything.

What are you two trying to say?

Crunch!

But before he heard The soles of their feet crushed the young nobleman's head and crushed it under his feet.

Blood flowed all over the floor along with the noble's lifeless body.

Suddenly, the trembling screams of the three villagers who had witnessed everything that had happened suddenly rang out.

And it made Dust feel conscious.

According to the laws of this kingdom Anyone who disobeys someone of higher rank will be guilty. And the kingdom's only punishment is

Execution!

And more than Dust could think The boy entered the path of no return.

forever