“Hey, I have a question for you.”
“Oh, yes! Tell me!”
“Why is there such a fuss here?”
Before the project began in earnest, after looking around the market carefully for a while, I asked the busy employee a question.
“Ah, that’s it. After the explosion…”
“An explosion?”
“Yes, it is said that the explosion was caused by the mishandling of the magic tools to subdue the slaves. Fortunately, there were no casualties, so you can rest assured and enjoy your time.”
The staff smiled and said so, but behind him were sight of the guards, stunned and droopy.
If the guests saw this scene, it would be quite difficult, but seeing the late response, it seems that they are also concentrated in the corner.
‘Maybe we can start planning soon.’
With that thought in mind, I sensed that the time had come, and opened my mouth with a slightly hardened expression on my face.
“Okay, so stop moving.”
“yes?”
“I came to pick up the slaves I left in the waiting room, but you’re in charge of the floor going up.”
When I spoke in a tone that was quite annoyed, he answered with a puzzled expression on his face.
“Sin, I’m sorry… The slaves are now located somewhere other than upstairs.”
“…different place?”
“Yeah, I just said, but there was an accident on the floor where the waiting room was located… We moved the facilities on that floor to another floor. Of course, the same goes for the waiting room.”
The employee who said that said, pointing to the place where there are long lines of people in the distance.
“So, if you want to go to another floor, you have to use the elevator using the floating seats you see over there, not this staircase.”
“…it’s the first time I’ve been treated like this.”
I looked at the staff with a cold expression on my face, and the guy who had been looking around for a while started whispering to me in a low voice.
“Don’t worry, there’s one more secret elevator for VIPs like Frey.”
With that said, the employee took a map of the building from his pocket and put his finger on a certain area.
“If you go here, the waiting staff will check on you and guide you. So, please relieve your anger.”
“…hmm.”
“From what we’ve heard from headquarters, all VIPs will be rewarded appropriately. Not for regular members, only for VIPs.”
I glanced at the guy who was winking while saying something nice to hear, then took out a gold coin from my pocket and said:
“receive.”
“Hey, you don’t have to give me this… hehe.”
“Okay, it’s a penny for me. By the way, I’d like to borrow the map you’re holding for a moment.”
“A map? Oh, I see!”
The guy who handed me the map even though he was a little puzzled, then bowed his head and said:
“Then goodbye!”
“…Hmm.”
Leaving behind him, who smiled brightly while holding the gold coin of misfortune that he had recovered and kept, I began to head towards the place he showed me.
“Damn, what the hell happened to control access?”
“Can you believe this? If we accommodate so many people…”
“It’s okay. Do the Jiang Shichi people neglect the lives of our nobles?”
Passing by the nobles guarding the elevator, believing in the slave market, who is willing to bury the lives of the nobles in collusion with the imperial family.
“I’ll turn, I want to know what’s going on.”
“Our job was to monitor slaves, so why do we have to be called to do this?”
“Yamma, they give you a generous extra allowance. Don’t talk about it and go.”
I broke through the guards who were busily heading somewhere, trying to hide their armed weapons from the crowd.
“…Hello, Frey-sama.”
“Are you the guide?”
I found an employee waiting in a dark place, and said in a low voice.
“Well then, let’s start.”
“yes?”
“A guide, a guide.”
“…All right.”
She tilted her head for a moment, then quietly nodded as I added something, and began to guide me.
– We’re almost done with the magic of the cabinet. Perhaps, we will be able to complete it on time.
– I ordered the Imperial Knights to take out their weapons. You can intervene at any time.
– Mr. Frey, I’m Dmir Khan. I will do my best to carry out my duties.
Of course, the ‘beginning’ I said had a double meaning.
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“This is the makeshift waiting room.”
“Thank you.”
When we arrived with the guidance of a female staff member, there was a room with an ordinary-looking door.
Apparently, the situation was so serious that the slaves were crammed into an ordinary room.
“So, have a nice day… um?”
As I was thinking about it, the female employee suddenly began to tilt her head.
“Uh, uh…”
I wondered why, but strange moans were coming from the slave waiting room.
“Wait a minute, Mr. Frey. I’ll confirm… Whoa!”
With a nervous expression on my face, I struck the back of the head with a cane that was carrying a foreign employee who was about to enter the room and passed out.
“Hello, Frey.”
“…hello.”
Then, Dmir Khan, who was in the waiting room, and Le Merno, the staff of the Demon King’s army, greeted me.
Le Mernaud didn’t seem very welcoming to me.
“I have strengthened the slaves as ordered, but…”
Glancing at Le Mernot, who was still looking at me with wary eyes, Dmir Khan spoke in a polite tone and pointed to the slaves.
“Ugh, ugh…”
“My heart is… hot…”
“Ha, ha, ha…”
When I turned my gaze to where he was pointing, I saw powerful slaves that I had personally chosen and groaned.
“…After all, it seems that there are not many slaves entering the final stage.”
And seeing that, Dmir Khan was looking at him with a calm expression.
“Still, if even one person enters the final stage… he will become strong enough to be compared with the battle officers.”
“Yes. In the first place, Frey-nim has carefully selected these guys, and it’s only natural that they’ve been cursed with intensification magic and runaway.”
In the same way, Dmir Khan, who answered me with a calm expression, started talking with an expression full of anticipation.
“Then, all that remains is to raid the slave market.”
“…okay.”
“If you take the demon king’s combat officers, runaway slaves, and the rest of the slaves with you, you will be able to take the slaves as slaves and take the nobles as hostages.”
He spoke in a voice full of anticipation despite my timid reaction, and then spoke to me again with his eyes twinkling.
“You have such a great plan, Frey-sama, it’s amazing.”
“This is a scheme that even Le Mernaud can come up with.”
“…it’s too much.”
I talked to Dmir Khan roughly, and Le Mernaud, who was next to me, answered quietly.
Still, with a look of dissatisfaction.
“Anyway, do you have any complaints?”
“I mean this operation, but, after all, something…”
When I asked such a suggestive question to Le Mernaud, she tried to start the story as if she had been waiting.
“Hmm, big.”
“…no.”
When Dmir Khan, who was looking at me with respectful eyes, coughed, he quietly lowered his head and hung up.
“Ahhh!!!”
“…ho?”
And at that moment, screams began to be heard among the slaves.
“Finally, it looks like you’ve succeeded.”
“…Hmm.”
When I looked there, a girl grabbed her chest and fell to the floor, trembling.
– Shoo…
“…Ohh?”
But for a moment, smoke rose from her body.
“Ugh…”
In an instant, his appearance began to change.
“…do you think you’ve already predicted that too?”
“Well.”
Dmir Khan, who was staring blankly at that figure, immediately smiled and said:
“It’s like a blessing to have Frey-sama in the Demon King’s Army.”
“Overeating.”
“No, really.”
At my words, Dmir Khan put on a serious expression and began to slowly get up from his seat.
“Ugh…”
His eyes were red, his height had grown, and he said, pointing to Miho, who had eight more tails sprouting.
“I thought I would just get a few strong slaves… Who would have thought that I would get my hands on the spirits of the eastern continent?”
Having said that, Dmir Khan immediately looked coldly at the slaves drooping behind Miho and said,
“Now that things have come to pass, the rest are out of sight. How about just putting them in the sacrificial magic circle along with the other slaves?”
“…and make the most of it.”
“Okay, then I… I’m going to start the operation and collect the little boy and girl slaves.”
“okay.”
After saying those words, Dmir Khan left the waiting room with Le Mernot.
“Soon the world will fall at Frey’s feet.”
I leave you with a very regrettable statement.
“……..”
I, who was left in the waiting room with Miho, who had changed in appearance, and the slaves who had lost consciousness for a while, muttered quietly and fell into thoughts.
“…that’s where the problem starts.”
Miho, a fox beast from a village in the eastern continent.
This guy is neither the main heroine nor the sub-heroine, nor is he a helper NPC… but he plays a very important role in this quest.
Because she, whose name was not even revealed in the original, is the turning point of this quest.
“Uh, uh…”
This is because it is one of the intermediate bosses called ‘Guardian’, which is one of the factors that increased the difficulty of Black Tail Fantasy 2, which is still difficult.
“Somehow, it seemed that something was strong…”
Her information written in the Prophets is as follows.
– About the middle boss of the third main quest, [Slave Market Liberation Mission].
The first intermediate boss that appears for the first time in the third main quest and the tentative name ‘Gumiho’, which frustrates many users, is home to a mountainous village in the eastern continent where ‘spiritual creatures’ who they firmly believe are fox beasts live.
She goes to the world to find freedom and the reason why her clan is dying prematurely, and she is kidnapped by the slave market for some reason, where she is subjected to various tortures, abuses, and irrationality, and builds up negative emotions.
And as a result, on the day the slave market was opened, they could not control their accumulated emotions and run wild, consuming the vitality of ‘all’ living things in the market.
“…After all, you were the middle boss.”
And Seonjo’s comments about her were really full.
– I almost quit the game because of him. Oh, I should have folded it then. Anyway, this damn fox is the hero’s natural enemy and counter. You can’t beat it in a normal way.
According to Seonjo’s words, Miho’s ability to become a mid-boss is to manipulate life force.
And, the source of my strength, ‘the strength of a hero’, moves by burning life force.
In other words, it is the sound of my complete counter.
For this reason, many sacrifices are essential in the original work.
In other words, if you were riding a route other than the false evil route, the game that was bright and bubbly from this quest will become dark in earnest.
– Even if you try to steal it in advance, the date it enters the market is completely random, so it is impossible to predict. He rushes into the slave market with the desire to save other slaves no matter what he does. If you try to kill me, I die. Because I thought I was going crazy when I attacked for a while.
The record of how much he was grieved, and the record of Seonjo, who wrote the biography of her attack as desperately as his own adventure story.
– …Then, one day, I finally found a strategy.
It only ends after a few more pages.
– And it was only after I found the strategy that I noticed it.
It exudes a serious feeling that erased the usual friendly and humorous feeling.
– The true strategy of this damn game.
According to Seonjo’s words, finding Miho’s strategy made a great contribution to discovering the ‘False Evil Root’.
So important, her strategy is…
“You, you…”
“…ah.”
After being immersed in thought for a long time, Miho, who appeared as a perfect spirit creature, finally came to his senses and began to stare at me.
Okay, it’s time to act again.
The time has come to throw away the comfort and happiness of the past and to be hated by the majority of people again.
“What, what!?”
With that thought in mind, I began to put on a bewildered expression on my face.
With the door slightly open, as if you had just entered.
“You… what do you look like…?”
And, he acted as if he had not yet grasped the situation.
“……”
Miho looked at her changed body for a moment as she spread her whole body acting like that.
“What, what!?”
He approached me with a cold expression on his face.
“Ah, sit down!!”
“…under?”
When I hurriedly shouted at her who came right in front of me, she raised her hand with an expressionless expression.
“No, to the subject of slavery… To look at me with such an ignorant gaze…”
“slave?”
Hearing my words, he began to stare at me with cold eyes.
– Turn the rage of the runaway Miho only to you. Not the slave market, nor the nobles, but only to you.
“Yeah… you bastard slave. I don’t know what you did…”
As I looked at her like that, I remembered in my mind the only way to control her that was written in the prophecy.
“…you still have the ‘curse of obedience’, don’t you?”
He finished speaking in an arrogant voice.
– Shoo!!
And the next moment.
“…Khehe!!!”
Miho reached out with great speed and grabbed my neck.
“Say it again…”
I fell on the floor and looked at me with cold eyes.
“…who’s a slave?”
started choking my neck.
– Ps. It’s good to turn your anger away, but don’t be quick with her.
“…Ugh.”
At the same time, I started to pay special attention to the last piece of advice that Seonjo had written in small print.