Episode 452 Celiaâs Slave Trader, Justiceâs Slave Trader (8)
âLooks like he has a lot of money?â
Even a fairly good trader would find it difficult to cover six thousand gold coins.
No, a merchant who is good at business, no matter how much he wants to have, is the law to reduce useless spending.
Rather, it is the nobles who are good at overspending.
âThen letâs begin the final collection.â
The collectors move along with the words of the moderator.
Their faces were stiff as if they were also nervous at the round of big money going back and forth.
If the host had given them time to think, the majority might have given up and backed off.
However, without even having time to organize their thoughts, the last harp began right away, so they hanged the elves as if they had lost their sense.
Parchments with unimaginable sums written on them come and go to collectors.
Right away, the elf was supposed to be someoneâs slave, but she never showed any signs of fear at the sight of it all.
Rather, he stood proudly on the podium with his shoulders straight and looked down at them.n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om
âUgly bastards.â
Its appearance was reflected like a lofty crane in a flock of chickens.
Laughing at her resemblance to Aira, Ray wrote a number on the parchment.
The collector went around the table, picked up the parchment, and brought it to the moderator.
The presenter, who had not shown any change in expression, opened a piece of parchment and opened his mouth.
âI will announce the bar. One hundred and twenty platinum coins.â
Platinum.
It is, in a way, something that has more value than money.
Platinum coins issued in the Lessian Empire do not produce more than a certain number.
In addition, as guaranteed by the empire, it was a proof of trust recognized by everyone on the continent.
Thatâs one hundred and twenty.
It was the number of platinum coins I had never seen in my life.
The surroundings became noisy.
âIt was sold for one hundred and twenty platinum coins. The first owner of the elf will be the one sitting in seat 9.â
Everyoneâs eyes gathered.
I wanted to see a little bit of the face of the one who uses platinum coins, not even gold coins.
But his face was hidden by the robe.
Ray got up from his seat.
âPlease wait a moment. I will re-engrave the slaveâs mark.â
âI do not need.â
âHmm⦠then I understand. But the owner must change. The current owner belongs to our auctionâ¦â
The moderator brought the elf woman along with the horse.
A woman with eyes filled with contempt gently closed her eyes.
She didnât say anything or even look at her, but I could guess what she was thinking.
Ray handed over one hundred and twenty platinum coins made up of slips.
The host who received it said in a trembling voice.
âThank you for the deal.â
When the auction was completely over, Ray half-forced her outside.
When I got a little farther away from the auction house, I saw a carriage.
It was probably because the carriage was farther away so as not to arouse suspicion.
Sensing Rayâs presence, Soonbok and Mien secretly opened the carriage door and glanced sideways.
Within a second, his eyes widened when he saw the elf next to him.
â Brother, what kind of elf are you talking about all of a sudden? Wasnât it to enslave the slave trader? No matter how beautiful an elf is, what if you suddenly buy it?
Does that mean he only sees his master that much?
On the other hand, the elf, who hadnât said anything until now, looked a bit surprised when he saw Subok.
For some reason, I feel a sense of familiarity.
She may not know it, but spirits and nature have a very close relationship.
Elves are naturally friendly with nature.
We try to understand nature, respect it as a life, and do not try to harm it.
Spirits are also part of nature.
That means elves can be said to be friendly with the spirits as well.
Of course, Iâve never seen one before, though.
Ray ignored the submission and turned to the elf woman.
The slave crest on the shoulder stands out.
Even if it was only released like this, it was difficult to see it as a completely free body.
Ray carefully put his hand on the womanâs shoulder.
âDonât touch it carelessly.â
The expected reaction came out.
Watching the woman step back with a wary expression, I thought I should reassure her first.
âdonât worry. Iâm not as sinister as you think.â
Subok nodded.
â He moves slyly and has sly thoughts, but heâs not a sly person.
Ray seriously contemplated whether to kill Soonbok halfway.
It seems good to bury Sunbok at this point and sign a contract with Hesilia.
The elf womanâs vigilance grew a little thicker.
âYour words werenât liesâ¦but the manâs words werenât lies either.â
Could it be that the third eye, exclusive to elves, was able to detect lies?
Itâs good that it turns out that itâs not a lie, but in the end, itâs like being branded as a sneaky person.
Ray had no choice but to harden her body.
âHold.â
A single starter word restrained the whole body, and the elf was now beyond vigilance and harbored hostility.
For some reason, I always feel suspicious every time I try to do something good.
Ray sighed at his plight and drew out the mana deeply embedded in the elfâs shoulder.
Whoop-!
With a short resonant sound, the flimsy magic circle lost its axis and vanished powerlessly.
Itâs not enough to pour mana in an instant, so I find an axis and destroy it.
Everything flowed neatly, so the elf forgot to be wary for a moment and admired it.
There is no redundancy in the operation of magic.
âCancel.â
The elf, who had regained complete freedom after removing the magic from her, touched her shoulder.
Shed mana and pressed it, but the slave crest was nowhere to be seen.
Ray took off the robe he was wearing and covered it to the elf.
The white hair that was covered by the robe came down softly.
âCover your ears first. If you head west from the capital, youâll come across a large village. If you pass through the nearby forest, you will come to an elven village called Grandelâs Forest. Itâs a well-fortified place. If you tell me how I look, Iâll let you in.â
ââ¦Grandelâs Forest?â
It seems youâve heard of it.
It just went well.
Itâs less worrying about getting lost.
The elfâs vigilance faded a little.
âWhy did you save me?â
Ray tilted his head.
Does it even need a reason to save you?
He has no intention of passing the slaves.
Even if it wasnât so, I remembered the physique of those who handled the slaves during the auction.
After sending the elves, I planned to track them down and catch them one by one.
Ray answered something.
âBecause slavery is illegal here.â
I canât believe it, but the eyes of truth donât react.
it sounds sincere
âWhat a strange personâ¦â
I felt somewhat relieved when I smelled the faint scent of an elf.
Ray handed the elf a leather pouch he had taken from his bosom.
âThere may be times when you need money. I have it just in case.â
âThank you.â
The elf woman who accepted it silently stared at Ray.
When I first smelled the elven scent, I thought it was a slave trader only targeting the elven village.
After that, when I saw the appearance, I mistook for a moment that they were the same people.
As well as a man with an unusual physique and a woman with a somewhat warm energy.
Up to two dubious coachmen.
What is their true identity?
âWhat are you all about?â
When she asked, the groupâs eyes turned to Ray.
This time, when Ray looked at Soonbok, he thought for a long time about whether Soonbok did not fit his size, then put his index finger to his mouth and answered.
â â¦slave of justice?
âThe naming is so amazing.â
Minen was amazed.
Moros has a somewhat moved face.
the elf woman chanted.
âThe Slave of Justice? Itâs the first time Iâve heard of such a slave dealerâ¦â
âDo you know about a slave dealer?â
âI donât know why. The village I was in was a village that had been used to fight slave traders for generations.â
Resist the slavers.
Well, itâs a story that could have been enough for an elf.
If it was a village without high elf protection, they would have to get used to fighting.
Her expression darkened for a moment.
âIf a battle is lost, the entire village is turned into slavery and sold. Since we have no information, we have to fight without knowing who the slave traders are or where they came from. Fortunately, the village will still be safe⦠but now that I have become like this, I have to protect the village, so itâs only a matter of time before the slave traders come in.â
âI have to hurry backâ¦â I clicked my tongue as I saw her muttering.
Itâs not easy no matter where you live.
It is the same even for elves who abandon the world and practice their swords in the forest.
It was unheard of that slave traders were targeting elven villages on a large scale, but they were probably doing it after thorough preparation.
If you get caught by the wrong lord, you will be blown away.
Ray kicked the slave trader who had turned into a coachman.
âDo you know anything?â
The slave trader who was pointed out was about to frown, but when he saw the obedience, he quickly turned into a mild sheep.
When asked what his area of expertise was, the slave trader spoke excitedly.
âA slave trader targeting the elven village⦠I donât know. Are there really people who do crazy things like that? It takes a lot of manpower just to attack once, and you have to spend a lot of money to appease the lord. I donât know if I can kidnap an entire elven village. Besides, if the elf auction were discovered, it would become a public offense for the elves and might be assassinated, so who would want to do it?â
Hagisa Thatâs also the case.
The risk is too great for the benefit to be gained.
There was no way that slave traders who pursued profit would try to hunt elves that were not certain.
The elf woman, thinking that she doubted her, screamed.
âWe are always fighting!â
âah! who said what I just said that it makes no sense for a slave trader to target an elven village!â
While the two were bickering, people began to come out of the auction house one by one.
Even though they didnât take off their masks, it was quite predictable that they were nobles or merchants.
Thatâs also true, because when you look at the carriage, itâs decorated with luxurious ornaments and jewels.
Ray looked at them carefully.
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