Chapter 443

Episode 443 Slave Merchant (5)

Arriving in the living room, Ray immediately headed for the underground prison.

As soon as he led the slaves (?) to the prison, he saw a noblewoman and a man who spoke politely.

As soon as she saw Ray, she cursed.

“It’s okay to chew on this bastard! Get scammed by an unknown top tier! Wow!”

With the top of the continent in his back boat, there was no way he would be scammed.

If anyone is deceived, Harpman will turn on the light in his eyes and bury the target.

“calm down. Because today brings good news.”

“The best news for me is that you end up on the street.”

“Calm down, sir. How is it that his tyrannical disposition does not change over the years?”

With the help of the man, the woman calmed down a bit.

Ray, who became more comfortable talking, introduced the slaves from the back.

As soon as she saw their faces, the woman screamed ‘Ah’.

“what? Aren’t big figures all out? What party are you having today? There is also a dark inspiration that raises the debt share in debt.”

The old man, who had suddenly turned into a dull inspiration, ran wild.

“Such a foolish bitch! So that you can neither die nor live for four years right now…”

“Be quiet.”

“…”

The old man’s mouth was shut at Ray’s words.

“What happened to me with the wild vegetables executive? Are you planning on executing them soon?”

He shook his head at her with a smile on his face.

“Go back to your estate. I’ll give you Chae-joo and inspiration, so take care of the back ship and start managing the estate. Whatever happens, never take it away again.”

“huh?”

The woman who had given up on life as if something had finally come had now opened her eyes wide and looked at Ray.

“it’s crazy? What’s wrong all of a sudden?”

There was no aristocratic dignity to be found in the way she twirled her temples with her fingers.

“If you don’t like it, say it. There are plenty of other people besides you who want to own the manor.”

If she refuses, just give it to Hafman and that’s it.

With the wealth and talent of the upper half of Hafman, her unorganized territory will turn into a century-old fortress.

As if he had changed his mind, he turned around and the woman let out a fart.

He quickly rubs his hands together and smiles like a vassal.

“Because I knew it would be like this. I vaguely noticed that the unusual face was someone who would do big things someday.”

He has loyal eyes as if he would take out his liver and give it to him.

The old man clicked his tongue at the attitude of changing too quickly even if it was fast.

“Tsk tsk. If a leader does that, then who the hell will follow?”

Ray answered him.

“Who is it? I will pay for you.”

“…”

“….”

The two of them shut their mouths again.

Ray gave the order.

“The old man and Chae-joo will follow that woman for a while and help Yeong-ji. Absolutely obey what I say, and come back to me if you think the territory will be invaded again. Just in case you don’t know, I need to give you a way to contact me.”

He rummaged through his robe pocket and handed over a portable mana orb.

It was given to me, saying that someday there would be something to use for the harp, but I didn’t know there would be a place to use it so usefully.

– Why do you want to keep a place like that?

Soonbok tilted his head and asked.

To Ray, her territory is just ‘someone else’s territory’.

What benefit would he have by keeping such a place?

“Her estate is in the north. And the north is the road to the Lessian Empire. In order to strike the empire, we need an intermediate base to gather troops and provide food support, and that territory is perfect for that role.”

After talking that far, Soonbok roughly understood the situation.

It was the Lessian Empire that the Black Room was aiming for.

However, Lessian, who had a long history, chose the mountainous region like an iron fortress as a means to check other kingdoms, and needed a territory to gather troops because of the rough terrain for a large army to move.

Ray thought.

‘The Union is keeping Celia and the Seongguk in check, and the Black Room is trying to invade Lessian. If this happens, we can’t help each other.’

As the two great powers wanted to deal with both, there was no room for other kingdoms to intervene.

Seongguk and Celia are busy in their own way, and Lessian is about to be invaded by the Black Room.

If this happens, their own efforts to create a new alliance will be in vain.

It was an organization that could not be destroyed from the outside, so I tried to destroy it from the inside.

However, even if you try to destroy it from within, it will be limited to destroying a few branches due to the secrecy of the organization.

If so, what should I do?

After thinking for a while, Soonbok licked his lips and muttered.

– It would be easier to deal with point tissues if you cut off their tails. Awesome.

tail?

tail

“That’s it!”

cried Ray.

“Why didn’t I think of that? We can make a point organization too!”

– yes?

“Heh heh. If you catch the tails and turn them all into slaves, you can destroy the Black Room from within. A black room is a black room, but we are making a new black room!”

At his words, both the old man and Chae Joo Mian were shocked.

“You guys! Are you planning to make all the black rooms your slaves! Aside from the magic circle, it is impossible with human mana!”

mana?

I don’t like what’s scattered around.

Even if Ray had no money or pride, there was absolutely no way he didn’t have mana.

It was more fraudulent mana than drinking the elixir instead of water.

He said.

“Heh heh. God gave me mana instead of divine power.”

It took an instant for that word to spread throughout the Heukbang within a year.

* * *

Wild vegetables were disintegrated overnight.

After handing over a hundred bandits to the guards under Celia, Ray returned to the goblin village and prepared a wagon.

As he had to go a long way, he made the wagon wheels with special attention.

After hitting the hammer a few times, Ray wiped the sweat from his forehead.

“With this much, we can even go to the Lessian Empire.”

The woman and the man released from prison were still in a bewildered mood.

“Can I really go? Didn’t you set a trap or something?”

“Have you been deceived all this time? I have food and blankets in the wagon, so go ahead. If possible, don’t take it away this time. No, if your land is eaten, Lessian will be over, so it wouldn’t be bad to seek help from Lessian at all.”

As he spoke, he wrote something on the parchment he took out of his bosom.

Jade beads and various jewels leave a mark on the parchment with a beautifully decorated seal.

Looking at the neatly written letters stroke by stroke, he smiled with satisfaction, then rolled it up and handed it to her.

“Send a messenger to the Lessian Empire. If you bring this, it will probably help.”

“What is this?”

“If you know, it hurts.”

I saw him say ‘hehehe’ with a sinister smile, but unlike the first time, I didn’t hate it.

The woman grinned and wrapped the parchment in her bosom.

“thanks. Grace will be quickly forgotten. That is our family motto.”

It was truly a family motto in a fucking family.

The old man and Chae-ju muttered with displeased faces.

“damn! I never thought the day would come when I would betray the Heukbang…”

“Stop giving up. Have you seen the merchant lamenting that Santada was caught by bandits?”

“I’ve been doing some banditry for a while, and now I’m done with my thoughts. Such a worthless bastard.”

“What if it’s useless? Now I am a slave.”

A sigh escaped the old man’s mouth at his words.

After several months of being imprisoned, the woman and the man finally escaped from the mountain and left for the long-awaited manor.

* * *

With the help of the Inquisition located in the Celia branch, the Goblin Village is starting to become more livable.

Grain was found in the village where there was no grain, and all the villagers who were held in the wild were released.

The moment I visited the village with fan owner Mien, all the villagers who heard the whole story bowed their heads and expressed their gratitude.

“Thank you very much, saint. How should we repay this grace…”

“The Holy Son not only destroyed the mountain, but also saved our entire village.”

“Why don’t you change the name of the town to Saint Town instead of doing this at all? Since it is the village that the saint saved, it is the village of the saint. Isn’t that nice?”

“That’s good! It’s a saint’s town! What a lovely name!”

Before he could stop it, the craze for the village of saints gradually grew.

Eventually, the story reached the ears of the village chief, and the village chief, who was deeply grateful and sorry to Ray for curing his grandson’s illness, accepted the opinions of the villagers at once.

“Okay, there is no goblin village anymore! From now on, only the village of saints will be here!”

“Wow!”

“Long live the saint village!”

“Long live the saint!”

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Even a small festival was held in the village.

Gather food and light a fire.

The villagers seemed happy just by gathering and hanging out together.

The three sat in front of a bonfire and watched the villagers and warmed themselves.

Seeing Ray, who was at a loss as to what to do, as they cheered him up, Mien burst into laughter with a ‘put’.

“It would be nice to be called a saint. A false saint.”

In reality, though, he is a real saint.

Seeing Ray using mana rather than divine power, Mien already had no doubt that he was a saint.

“I don’t feel bad.”

“What do you plan to do next?”

At her question, Ray let out a ‘hmm’ drool.

The white robe was reflected in the fire and turned red.

The blue eyes that could be seen at first glance through the well-groomed hair were mysterious.

Somehow, without knowing it, Mien thought that this atmosphere was also good.

“I have to go to Celia. First of all, I plan to enslave all the men in the Black Room.”

In the end, will slave companions grow?

Even though I thought it would be okay since I didn’t do anything too bad.

Ray told her.

“Before I go to Celia, there is something I want to ask you.”

“What is it?”

Now she is naturally respectful.

Ray pointed to Sunbok, who was sitting still on one side.

“You were definitely a saint created by the alliance with the Black Room, right? Give your divine power to Soonbok.”

“My divine power?”

she asked, looking a little surprised.

“Isn’t that something you can order me to do?”

“Because it’s not in my temper to wield innocent people at will.”

“Huh. There is a very human part to it.”

For some reason, Iriel’s tone overlapped with her snoring.

The flames of the bonfire shimmered, and Mien’s blonde hair stepped on Iriel’s shadow.

Ray paused for a moment at the scene he missed.

Seeing him suddenly say nothing, Mien tilted her head.

“What happen? It suddenly became quiet.”

“Nothing.”

I thought it was thrown away when I made the altar.

Why do I still think about it from time to time?

Minen looked at him curiously and then nodded.

“What good. If that’s the case, there’s nothing I can’t do.”