fortunately, the man didnât go far. i didnât know if i should be relieved though.
âi finally got you, you rat.â
a strange man snatched the back of the pickpocket out of the alley, and not me or adrian. the short, but rather bulky man, was accompanied by rugged men on both sides. with one glance, the men who wore light armor held the pickpocketâs arms.
âiâll cut off all your limbs so that you can no longer run away!â he yelled as he kicked the pickpocketâs stomach. ââ¦fuck.â
the man looked back at me as he murmured a small swear word.
âwhat, my lady?â
i was frightened by the manâs force and merely shrugged my shoulders.
âwhat? oh⦠well, thatâs.â
adrian pushed me behind him and growled at the man. the man quickly bowed his head as if heâd mistaken me for a slave-carrying aristocrat.
âhe was a noble. do you have any business with him?â
i glanced at the pickpocket, whose glare was fierce at him, even when his body was half folded after the kick to his stomach. what if heâd announce that i was a foreigner and adrian was an illegal slave? my heart skipped a beat.
ââ¦â
however, the pickpocket merely glared at the hulking man who stood in front of me and adrian, and didnât speak a word about our identity.
âdo you have any business with him?â the man asked again.
ââ¦oh, no.â
when his question was answered, he waved his hand as if annoyed, and said, âthen go away!â
âyes.â
i got out of the alley at the manâs words.
* * *
âahh, that was very embarrassing.â
when i returned to the inn with adrian, i immediately sat down near the oven.
âha. i might just have the most terrible dream today, really.â
i donât know if i could fall asleep in this mood. the innkeeper, who approached me with a deep sigh, asked with wide eyes.
âlady, whatâs wrong with your expression?â
i answered, sipping the beer she brought me, âi saw a young man being dragged by a piggy old man earlier.â
sensing the situation at my brief explanation, she shrugged her shoulders, and put down the peanuts i had ordered for a snack.
âhmm? were his eyes yellow?â
âoh, yes.â
âthen itâs tan. people from the tan tribe are difficult to tame, so many run away.â
i tilted my head at the innkeeperâs words, unsure of what i heard.
âtan?â
âyes, tan. you donât know?â
i shook my head at her quizzical face.
âoh, no? of course you know, donât you?â
adrian could be taken away if she found out i was a foreigner. i hurriedly pressed the system window to check for help.
tan: as one of the beast people, they are characterized when they reveal their ears and tails only on a full moon.
i opened my mouth to the innkeeper, glancing at the translucent system window.
âthe tan people are those whose ears and tails show only on a full moon. it was originally a clan that lived in the harnen mountains above the shamua kingdom.â
âhuh⦠many people donât know, but you are quite knowledgeable. lady, you must be very interested in slaves.â
in an instant, i was treated like a perverted aristocratic lady who was crazy about slaves, but i couldnât make an excuse and just nodded. the innkeeper shrugged her shoulders and continued.
âanyway, as you know, the tan people are hard to deal with because they live freely. the king of tartan sold his entire clan as slaves to the kingdom; he managed to escape.â
a king of one country sold his people into slavery to another country?
it was a fact that i didnât know even after playing ten times. i squinted my eyes at the dire situation of the tan people pouring out of the innkeeperâs mouth.
âeven a person i know is having a hard time because a tan slave ran away. he bought it at a high price, but it turned out to be a waste.â
i hesitated to speak up, clenching my mouth and holding back my tongue at the innkeeperâs words.
âwhat about the slave who was caught running away?â
âthey are usually killed in a gruesome manner. a way to set an example to the other slaves.â
she returned to her place after answering nonchalantly, an attitude as if to say the issue had nothing to do with her. i heaved a long sigh, stroking rian, who was crouched next to me, and picked up peanuts and started eating them.
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