I Just Raised Men for Revenge (Completed Main Story) - Chapter 11
As if snapping out of it belatedly at Sesenia’s words, the merchant hastily waved his hands.
“Oh, no, no! Nonsense about the magic tool being faulty—absolutely not!”
“I’m suddenly feeling uneasy. Hmm. Was this truly the right deal? I’m starting to wonder if Rohan got terribly overcharged.”
“Sigh… Please don’t worry.”
He took the ring from my hand and pressed it firmly into Sesenia’s palm. His action was urgent, as if terrified she might change her mind.
“It’s a ring that controls the magic tool around your neck. Should he ever charge at you or attempt anything dangerous, just squeeze your hand tightly while wearing the ring—it’ll send an immediate shock to his neck. Then you can quickly lead him away.”
The merchant hurriedly unlocked the iron-barred gate.
“Miss, that merchant seems extremely suspicious. Could there really be something wrong with the magic tool?”
Lizbet murmured in a voice loud enough for everyone to hear—deliberately clear and resonant.
Like someone desperate to discard garbage quickly, the merchant, sensing further payment was unlikely, moved faster than ever before.
Meanwhile, the man inside the iron cage stepped out. Whether from having stayed hunched over for so long, he approached Sesenia slightly stooped—then abruptly twisted his body and lunged toward the merchant who’d imprisoned him.
“Stop.”
Instead of activating the magic tool, Sesenia halted him with her voice alone. The man turned to her with eyes brimming with resentment.
“I won’t forget what that man did. Even if I leave, I must kill him before I go.”
“No. Your master is me now. If anything happens to you, I’ll be held responsible—and I simply can’t afford to worry about whether he gets hurt. So just come along.”
“……”
As if his sister-in-law’s attempt to stop him only deepened his bitterness, the man glared at Sesenia with furious eyes.
“I am…!”
“Don’t worry. I’m not forbidding you forever. If you truly wish to kill him, do it later—once you’re free.”
At those words, the man—who had been crouched like a beast—trembled his lips in helpless frustration, then dropped his head heavily to the floor.
‘I felt a bit guilty, as if I’d forced him—but now the slave’s ownership belongs to me.’
That was precisely why Sesenia had intervened. The merchant clearly seemed shameless enough to cause a commotion and demand medical fees the moment the slave so much as touched him.
“……”
“Heh heh. ‘Once you’re free’? Miss, that sounds almost as if you’re giving me permission to kill him after you set me loose.”
“If he’s done wrong, he deserves death—that’s only natural. Don’t worry. For now, you’re still my slave. Of course… after you’re no longer a slave… I can’t exactly promise anything. Now, let’s go.”
The merchant stared at Sesenia, dumbfounded, mouth agape—but Sesenia merely smiled at him cheerfully and brightly, like a child.
Only then did the man slowly grasp her meaning, his expression gradually shifting.
“You truly… mean I may kill him later?”
“Of course. Once you’re free from slavery, I won’t interfere with whatever you choose to do.”
And if he used that fury to destroy the entire slave market for her—she’d be even more grateful.
Sesenia glanced up at the man, whose head stood a full head taller than hers, then turned and walked ahead.
“Wait, hold on! Such talk…!”
The slave merchant stammered, trying to say more—but they no longer paid him any heed.
**
Sesenia strode straight past the slave market and emerged from the damp alleyway, shifting her gaze toward Rohan.
“Rohan.”
“Yes.”
“Go find us a carriage. We’re heading to our warehouse.”
“A warehouse, all of a sudden? No—more importantly, what do you intend to do with this slave?”
Though Rohan had obediently followed Sesenia’s every word in front of the merchant, his expression now turned resolute.
“I’ll have him manage the warehouse. He may look a bit frail, but he’s clearly muscular—he’ll handle the Heffria cotton well.”
“…You spent that much money on a slave just for that?”
Though that hadn’t been her sole intention, there was no need to reveal everything right now.
“Yes.”
“…Yes?”
“What’s so wrong with that, Rohan?”
“No, it’s just… Everything is your decision, of course… But if that truly was your only reason for buying him… wouldn’t hiring someone have been cheaper? A slave….”
Sesenia quietly glanced back at the slave following silently behind them.
“It’s a two-for-one deal—perfect.”
“A ‘two-for-one’? …I support everything you do, Miss… but I’d still prefer you avoid dangerous actions.”
“Is buying a slave dangerous?”
“Yes. Of course it is. He’s wearing a control device because he can’t be managed otherwise—naturally, that’s dangerous.”
Seeing Rohan’s hesitant look, Sesenia shook her head.
“The most frightening thing in this world isn’t slaves—it’s people who pretend to be decent while living their lives.”
Just like the emperor and my sister, who had killed me. Just like my own father, who’d forced me into ruin. Her mouth turned bitter, as if she’d bitten into poison.
“Miss… but that man….”
She’d said enough for him to understand, yet Rohan refused to give up.
“What are you so afraid of? Is a leashed puppy really that terrifying?”
To prove her point, Sesenia stepped up to the man, rose onto her tiptoes, and gently stroked his hair. As if entranced, the man—who had been mixing casual and formal speech—now bowed his head toward her.
Just like a real puppy.
Rohan stood there, jaw dropped in disbelief.
“He listens well.”
“…You’re not listening to me at all.”
“Yes, because there’s nothing to worry about. When danger comes, Rohan will save me—so why worry? Stop resenting him. He’s been hated his whole life as a slave; we should treat him kindly now. After all, he’s family.”
“You have your reasons, don’t you?”
“Yes.”
What more needed to be said? Rohan finally nodded, as if releasing all his doubts.
In truth, the moment Sesenia had said, “Rohan will save me,” he’d already surrendered—his demeanor instantly calming.
Just then—
Lizbet, who’d relaxed slightly after leaving the slave market, poked Rohan’s side sharply.
“Silly brother! You should’ve listened to me earlier. You were acting so cool before—what’s the point of this now? Hurry up and go call a carriage.”
Lizbet looked at her older brother Rohan with clear exasperation.
Yet Rohan still didn’t move immediately. Lizbet kept whispering into his ear with evident disdain until, finally, he let out an “Ah!”—as if suddenly realizing his mistake—and clenched his fist tightly.
“You’re right. I really was foolish. From now on, I must prevent any danger from reaching Miss.”
“Good.”
Though he clearly had much more to say, he remained silent—and instead hurried off to fetch a carriage.
**
The carriage Rohan brought arrived swiftly at their destination—the warehouse where cotton was stored.
Cool wind drifted through the slightly open carriage window. Today was truly a pleasant day for Sesenia. Smiling softly, she swept her hair back.
Though Sesenia didn’t notice, two men inside the carriage watched her with quiet attention.
The carriage raced on and soon reached the Iar Trading Company warehouse. Though it was normally a thirty-minute ride from the capital, they arrived strangely fast.
The warehouse was larger than the Marquis’s mansion. Beside it stood a small house for the caretaker. As soon as they arrived, Sesenia sprang from the carriage with a light hop.
“It’s my first time at a warehouse. Seems you really did a great job, Rohan. I was a bit worried, but…”
“Thank you for the praise.”
It wasn’t empty flattery—he truly had found an excellent location. Situated on a broad plain, the warehouse was surrounded by small farmsteads, with nothing obstructing the view.
Anyone with ill intentions approaching would be spotted instantly.
“So, from now on, you’ll live here.”
The slave had also stepped down from the carriage and now stood quietly beside Sesenia.
Without a word, he followed her like an obedient puppy. Unlike his demeanor at the slave market, he now seemed remarkably docile—as if touched by sunlight, like an innocent dog.
Sesenia beckoned him closer to the warehouse with a flick of her fingers.
As he approached, Sesenia grunted while gripping the warehouse door. She’d intended to open it grandly, but instead wobbled helplessly in front of it. Rohan immediately moved to assist—but the slave placed his hand over hers first.
“Should I open it?”
“Yes.”
His hand was surprisingly warm. Rough from hardship yet genuinely warm—proof that, despite being denied a human life, he was still alive.
The door swung open, revealing piles of cotton inside. The fluffy bundles looked somewhat wilted—as if they, too, were overdue for a good beating.
“The warehouse is quite big, but if you take it easy, it’ll be manageable. Just make sure to beat the cotton properly.”
“You really bought me… just to beat cotton?”
“Why? Was I supposed to buy you for some other reason?”
Sesenia tilted her head, puzzled by his question.
“To kill someone, perhaps? Or for… unspeakable acts at night? Or… or….”
“I bought you for something entirely legal.”
“Why?”
“I’d like to ask the same—just why?”
When the slave voiced his confusion, Rohan eagerly chimed in as if he’d been waiting.
“Well… does there always have to be a ‘why’? Maybe I just felt like doing it.”
Rohan sighed deeply, expecting no real answer this time—but the slave was different. His eyes flickered between the warehouse and Sesenia.
“Oh….”
“What? Do you want to run away now that we’re here?”
“…No.”
“If you behave well here, I’ll set you free. But if you flee, you’ll spend your life clenching your fists.”
I held up the ring on my finger—not quite a threat, but not quite kind either—and smiled.
“So until then… you’ll leave me here?”
“Yes.”
“I don’t… understand.”
Male lead first thought she played hard to get, only to realize she
really disliked him
Short intro:
What she can’t stand the most is the streets full of effeminate men, especially that so-called top beauty whom she avoids at all costs.
Shen Yaoxing looks at Jiang Mingyue, who keeps approaching her with coy shyness.
Shen Yaoxing: Bro, don’t be like this, I’m really about to throw up!
She fears nothing in heaven or earth, except for him getting close to her.
*
At first he thought she was just using the trick of feigning indifference to attract his attention. Later, he learned that she truly despised him.
This dealt a heavy blow to Jiang Mingyue, and he vowed to make her, like everyone else, fall at his feet in worship!
***
Synopsis:
Before transmigrating, Shen Yaoxing only wanted to find a reliable man to spend her life with. Who knew that after transmigrating, she would become a reliable woman herself…
A forced misandrist, highly skilled, and reliable female lead
vs.
An initially aloof and arrogant, later morbid, obsessed male lead
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