"Where is your slave? That blonde one. " he asked directly, feeling irksome. This made Hesso narrow his eyes at him.
"Her? Why do you want her?"
Otto's eyes flashed, but his body language remained leisurely. "I've seen her roam the market. But I found out she is your slave and did not make a move."
"Didn't you say you want undamaged goods?"
Otto's eyebrows furrowed. He meant this so the women would not get touched. Did he accidentally make it worse for her instead?
This made him very angry, and it showed in his aura, making the others flinch.
"Did you damage the goods on purpose?" he asked, voice low, and Hesso's suspicions were pushed down, feeling only anxiety.
"No!"
"Then what did you do to her?"
"Calm down." It was only Mafo, who was around similar levels, who could interact with him.
Otto looked at Hesso, who eventually managed to gather himself. "What happened?"
"Well, she has a large burn scar on her face. It happened just yesterday."
"What?"
