**'Abyssal Sovereign: The Demon's Dominion'**

Chapter 550: Chapter 549: New Master

"Argh..."

Keith blinked his eyes as he struggled to wake up.

He felt weak for a moment, but more than that, he realized he was in an unfamiliar place.

His expression changed as he tried to sit up.

Before he could fully do so, a palm gently pressed him back down, making it impossible for him to move.

Keith was now a Rank 0 being, even if he was only at the Early Rank.

For someone to restrain him so effortlessly...

That could only mean...

"Take it easy."

A composed male voice sounded as Devon looked at the confused Keith.

"Who are you, and where am I?" Keith asked as he slowly sat up.

The man, dressed in strange yet refined clothing, replied,

"You are in the royal castle of the Ynvashi Kingdom, one of the strongest mortal kingdoms."

"My name is Devon."

"I am the butler and personal guard of the Fifth Princess."

Devon introduced himself as Keith listened in confusion.

Soon, however, his eyes cleared.

He remembered the books he had once read.

They had described the outside world...

As well as the strongest mortal kingdoms.

Keith’s eyes widened in shock.

Among those kingdoms...

The Ynvashi Kingdom had been mentioned.

But not for a good reason.

It was directly connected to the slave market.

For Keith...

Did this mean he had finally escaped being a slave?

"Although the name ’Devil’ sounds fitting, I assume that’s merely the title people gave you."

"What should we call you?" Devon asked.

"Keith," he replied.

Devon nodded.

"Follow me."

"I’ll explain everything on the way."

Keith nodded and stood up.

Only then did he realize he was wrapped in bandages like a mummy.

His injuries were so severe that even his regeneration couldn’t heal them immediately.

As they walked, Devon explained everything.

In the end...

Keith had won.

Although his final strike had missed killing the Reaper.

That meant the Reaper had become the one...

The only opponent Keith had ever fought who survived.

Hearing that, Keith was surprised.

After all, he could barely remember what had happened.

Still...

It wasn’t a bad outcome.

The Princess had taken an interest in the Reaper.

Because of that, both of them had been removed from the slave roster and chosen to become her personal guards.

That was all Devon revealed.

Everything slowly settled in Keith’s mind as he took a deep breath.

Even the air...

The luxurious surroundings...

Everything felt strange.

To be...

Free.

Yet at the same time...

He wasn’t truly free.

Still...

It was far better than remaining a slave.

What a joke.

Keith knew being a personal guard wasn’t as simple as it sounded.

He would probably still have to risk his life.

Only now, it would be under far better conditions and with greater rewards.

"I’ll wait out here."

"Go in."

Devon instructed as they arrived before a pair of dark wooden doors lined with emerald-green patterns.

Keith nodded.

He pushed the doors open.

A completely different world greeted him.

If he had thought the room where he woke up was luxurious...

He realized now just how short-sighted he had been.

This...

This was true luxury.

Rows upon rows of expensive clothes stood beside an enormous wardrobe.

Each outfit was worth a fortune in the outside world.

A gigantic bed made from the softest material Keith had ever seen rested at the center of the room.

The polished black floor reflected the light beautifully.

A magnificent chandelier hung from the ceiling while countless exquisite decorations filled every corner.

Closing the door behind him, Keith gulped in amazement.

Then...

"You’re here."

A soft feminine voice reached his ears.

Keith turned toward another section of the room that he hadn’t noticed before.

As he walked closer, the lighting became dimmer.

A large bed stood before him.

Red curtains concealed the figure resting behind them.

Lying on the bed was a woman whose beauty could captivate any man.

Even without seeing her face clearly, Keith felt his body grow warm.

His heartbeat quickened.

His face flushed slightly as a delicate fragrance lingered in the air.

She slowly sat up, crossing her legs gracefully before speaking.

"Come here."

Keith guessed this had to be the Princess.

His new master.

The one he was now expected to protect.

He walked forward, stopping before the crimson curtains.

"Closer," she said.

Keith swallowed nervously.

He reached out, parted the curtains, and stepped inside.

The moment he saw her...

He froze.

Where had this kingdom hidden such a breathtaking beauty?

Was it her eyes that captivated him?

Or that faint smile that made his heart skip a beat?

A moment later...

Keith calmed himself.

He lowered his head respectfully.

"I..."

Keith began, trying to find the proper words with which to address her.

He felt awkward.

After all, he had barely spoken to anyone in his life, let alone someone of the opposite gender.

"Call me Master."

She shifted slightly, resting her chin on her palm.

"I greet you, Master, and thank you for buying me," Keith said honestly.

The young woman laughed.

"Don’t you think that was a little too straightforward?"

"This is the first time I’ve seen a slave happy to be bought."

She said with an amused smile.

"I..."

"It’s alright."

"I know you’re not one to talk, but..."

She stood up and walked toward Keith.

Keith, who stood a full six feet tall, completely dwarfed her despite her height of around five foot seven.

"Kneel."

She spoke softly.

For a brief moment, Keith’s mind went blank.

Kneel?

For what?

But then...

Thud!

Both of Keith’s knees struck the floor.

Now she stood taller than him.

A satisfied smile appeared on her face.

She gently lifted Keith’s chin, allowing him to finally see her beauty up close.

"You are my slave."

"Don’t think you’ve somehow gained your freedom."

"You’ve merely changed masters."

"I control your life and death."

She spoke slowly.

Hearing those words, Keith couldn’t help but feel helpless.

As he looked at her, his heart began to race.

A strange warmth spread throughout his body.

He was still recovering from his injuries, but it seemed his regeneration was slowly returning.

Keith’s eyes softened as he looked at her and answered quietly,

"Yes, Master."

A pleased smile appeared on her face.

"Good."

"You may leave now."

"Kiro will explain everything you need to know."

She said as she returned to her bed.

Stretching lazily, she briefly accentuated her graceful figure before lying back down with a satisfied expression.

Keith stood up and quietly left the room, still unable to fully process everything that had happened.

He let out a quiet sigh.

"A slave, huh?"

"Well..."

"I’m already used to being one."

Keith muttered, giving the room one last glance before walking out.

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