98. On that day, the Ice Company received three skulls
Anyway, like a faithful slave, Coffee did not question her and faithfully followed her orders.
The problem was that what he focused on was a ‘rare’ slave. In fact, what we—no, I needed was a ‘fresh, fresh’ slave.
“It was really hard to find. A goblin slave who can speak human language.”
“Keruk. Save me, human.”
[Take it away!]
What I needed was a reliable slave that would satisfy my hunger and provide food for my soul, not the corpses of monsters that I had already tasted many times in the Sunset Mountains.
Well, to be a goblin who can speak human language is unusual, but if you think about it that way, I was also human when I was a human, but I was able to speak goblin.
“Kerleung…”
When I poured out something in goblin, the goblin sulked and lowered her head.
“Whoa, what did you say?”
[Kindness······. No, I’m not nice, but I don’t have to know children anyway.]
No matter how you think about it, to say that assistant saint is good is to cross the line. When I intentionally blurted out my words, Choco became furious.
“What? How well I listen to my master!”
Is that the standard of being nice? Feeling pathetic, I turned my head away as if I didn’t feel worth talking to anymore.
While Cream moderately soothed the frantic Choco and seated her on her ankle, Coffee commanded the strong-bodied slaves and dragged the new slave behind bars.
So it looks like some kind of underworld VIP auction. Well, considering Cream’s position as the owner of a slave store rather than a slave guild, it’s not that wrong.
“The second slave. As the 16th daughter of a count family that still wields prestige in a distant kingdom…”
[Wait, how did you get that?]
Isn’t the Ice Company only dealing with slaves that were treated through the official route? When I expressed my question, Coffee responded in a tone that said, “What is this so out of the ordinary?”
“With permission from the master, I set up a separate guild that only handles illegal slaves.”
Is that so? No, I don’t think I’ve ever had anything like that.
“It wasn’t enough that you cut off my slave seal, and you didn’t order the abolition of the guild that I had secretly built, so didn’t you mean to open up a new route without harming the guild?”
“No, I didn’t think, I didn’t.”
It was a really creamy answer. Coffee, who had a devastated expression, soon came to his senses and bowed deeply to Cream.
“I apologize for this stupid slave for arbitrarily judging the master’s will. In that case, should we abolish the Mocha Merchant even now?”
“I don’t care.”
However, as always, Cream’s response far exceeded our expectations. Coffee, who had to pay attention to such an owner, suddenly began to feel sorry for him.
“Do whatever you want. Take no interest.”
“I understand.”
Isn’t that the grandfather’s means of self-realization in its own way? I felt sympathy for Cream’s indifferent appearance.
Well, love and indifference are incompatible, but mercy and indifference are compatible. It might be more comfortable for someone below me.
“The third slave.”
Whether I chewed my coffee or not, the faithful old slave didn’t care and moved the cage once more. My ex was pretty, but I didn’t like her because she was too skinny.
“It may be less rare, but its usefulness is far superior to the previous two…”
[No, f*ck. A joke!]
However, I burst into anger at the third slave who appeared.
A height of less than 1 meter at most, which puts the enormous size of the iron cage in discoloration. And with the hair that covers the whole body and the two eyes that appear round between them, it looks like a cartoon character.
That creature that gave off a sense of heterogeneity, as if it were the only one with a different picture, wasn’t even a monster.
[Are you serving the dwarves to eat, right now?]
Sun Fairy, Moon Beast, and Star Human. Unlike the three, they do not receive any divine protection, but at least they are a race of God’s illegitimate children who barely fall under the category of ‘human’.
As you can guess from the fact that he put so many bad words on it, the taste is terribly bad.
“Yes? Were you going to eat?”
Coffee made a surprised expression as if he had just heard a surprising sound. What, didn’t I tell you? ·······Uh. Come to think of it, maybe I didn’t.
Eight! It’s not my fault anyway. Giant man No, as long as the sword lives, it makes mistakes.
“Please don’t eat me!”
Furthermore, thanks to the dwarf pulling aggro, I succeeded in overcoming the situation naturally. Contrary to his cute appearance, the dwarf’s voice was as harsh as that of a middle-aged man.
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Well, it was covered by thick hair, but considering my actual age, that would be normal. Realizing that the slave I wanted was different, Coffee had the other slaves withdraw the dwarf.
“Wait.”
“Yes?”
At that time, Cream suddenly stopped them.
At the master’s command, the slaves instinctively stopped. Cream beckoned lightly as Coffee looked at him with his puzzled eyes.
“That, don’t sell it, don’t have it, have it.”
“You mean this dwarf?”
“Yes. Maybe, you don’t know.”
“······Umm, I got it.”
Unlike coffee with a cryptic expression, I got a sense of it to some extent. Come to think of it, among the mage’s legacy left in the tower, there were also a few dwarf items.
Although the distance between Haire and Robbins is quite far, it is a distance that a warrior’s mobility is enough for, so it wouldn’t be a bad idea to have a dwarf who can be used in times of need.
Well, Cream and Coffee told me to discuss it.
[Bring some rice! Rice!]
First of all, appease my hunger. Cream laughed softly as I started to fuss again, and Coffee gestured to the slaves, still maintaining a dignified posture.
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[Keokeok.]
Of course, there were no pure and pure souls on the level of the High Elves at Ice Co., But the fear and despair of ordinary people piled up, so it was enough to enjoy it.
Well, compared to when they ran rampant on the battlefield, it was much less, but since it was impossible to take away the property of the owner, I decided to stop at the taste of a few people.
[Ha, as expected, I am too merciful.]
It’s sad that no one reacts to my words anymore after talking nonsense. Whatever I was, the rest of the party was back on the streets for the festivities.
Of course, the only ones who can properly enjoy the festival are cream and chocolate. Muffin and I were still dangling from the waist of our two masters, and the holy sword was still diving.
It’s definitely a pity. If it were a holy sword, he would have responded to my bullsh*t with all his heart, at any time. That’s why I still don’t know if it’s better to tease.
“Now, now. Come and taste it!”
“The very food that even the Beast King highly praised!”
By the way, is this a festival? From my point of view, rather than a festival… Well, it’s more like a market. They only sell food, nothing else.
Even most of the food was meat. There were sometimes vegetables or mushrooms, but it was just enough to accompany it. The smell of roasting meat filled the entire street.
Besides, that money seems to be spent on something else. Wasn’t it forbidden throughout the continent to use anything other than currency through the Imperial Bank?
“Ah, is this your first time at Karbal?”
When I expressed my doubts, Choco smiled triumphantly as if he had caught the case.
“Why, I wonder? Let me know? There’s nothing I can’t tell you if you pray.”
[I’m curious, but I didn’t ask you.]
A traditional festival known only to the natives of the city. I turned my head to Cream and conveyed my anxious will.
“Okay. I, explain, give it to you.”
“Chit.”
Choco, who openly clicks her tongue, is lightly ignored. Cream began to explain softly, pointing her little finger around her.
“Here. Shops, streets. When you leave, the venue.”
[Event venue?]
“Something, event, and then, wyvern, claw, give me. With that, meat.”
[Giving wyvern claws?!]
Besides, that precious thing is only used to buy meat? Choco clicked her tongue in amazement as I admired the luxury and vanity of the Free City.
“You idiot, it’s not a real claw, it’s a replica of course!”
[Keuheum. Oh, did you know?]
I just wanted to ask. I deliberately looked away from Choco, who was staring at me with his eyes narrowed as if suspicious, and then I changed the topic of conversation.
[Then, let’s go to the event venue first.]
Well, even considering that it wasn’t actually a real wyvern claw, it was a luxurious enough festival. This is another world, not Earth. It would take a lot of work to make a toenail model.
If you think about things that are lost in the middle of a festival and cannot be retrieved, you can’t help but think that you’re very miserable. Well, I’m in a position to enjoy it after all, so it’s okay.
“Yes.”
Cream took the lead. I thought for a while as I escaped the smell of the meat and looked at the venue that was getting closer.
Les-Viard. Leviad. Mmm. I think I’ve heard something similar quite recently. What was it