62-56 For Luciel, a good value person

A group of people dressed in white robes that came out of the slums.

I'm not going to be inconspicuous in such an outfit, but my men called out to the residents who were looking at us from a distance and asked them where the slavers were located, and after a while they found the slavers.

The first one refused to allow me to enter because they did not want me to see it at first glance. I'm not sure if Shazza had a hand in it or not, but the second one was rejected because it's not for us, who are related to the Healer's Guild, to sell to.

(I guess they refused the second one too. But still, slaves are certainly repellent, but it's standard in novels to make friends here...)

I was thinking about that fluently.

Later we arrived at the third slave-dealer, but it was a dingy slave-dealer, not far from the slums.

''Everyone please wait here. These are the slaves we plan to purchase this time, but we plan to purchase slaves that excel in military force and crafting.''

I told my subordinates that and then went inside the slaver's shop.

The store wasn't that smelly, but it wasn't clean either.

''Are you sure this is the slave-shop?''

''That's right kid. It's going to take at least five gold coins, is that okay?

What came out was a wolf-type beastman with a lowly smile. To be honest, I'm not a fan of these types, but if I can buy a slave, I have no choice in the matter.

''Yeah, I have the money. How much is the most expensive slave here?

'What? Well, that's okay. There's an elf with five platinum coins, can you buy him?　

He is a man who doesn't hesitate at all to probe into this one's wallet, which is indeed disconcerting, but he keeps a poker face.

'...Just checking prices. More importantly, if you're going to have an elf around, shouldn't you clean up the store a bit?　

What is it?　Are you just gonna chill out?　If I could clean up the store and make money, I would, but I'm not going to put any effort into that.

The man's attitude changed as if he'd shrugged it off as not being worth the money.

'Really? As a customer, I'd like to see my slaves in a clean place?　

I said and held the white gold coin between my fingers and fingers and held it out in front of the man.

'You're a good little boy in a good place after all. 'Don't surprise me,'

The man returned his palms completely, his ears pinned up and his tail wagging as he expressed his beastly emotions.

'I want to see all the slaves in the store. Also, I'll clean up the shop, so you can give me a small discount in exchange.

The man immediately jumped at the suggestion and began to show him around the store with a grin on his face as he rubbed his hands.

The slave-trader would show me the most expensive elves in order, starting with the most expensive one.

I wondered a little bit about the fact that there were no other employees other than this slaver man, but I followed the man's guide as I flushed and looked at the slaves, since it wasn't my purpose to meet the other shopkeepers.

The slaves were being held in a prison, the men and women were on separate floors and the prison was otherwise divided by sale price.

I had made sure that some of the slaves were missing limbs. Naturally, I wanted to heal them one by one, but I reminded myself that this would only please this slaver, so I clenched my fists tightly and held back.　

The races enslaved ranged from humans to dwarves, dragoneuts, elves and beastmen.

The only thing that bothered me was the fact that most of the slaves were in such a state that the sparkle was gone from their eyes.

I'm going to look at the slaves. Why did these people become slaves?　I don't know how it happened, but I didn't feel intuitively inclined to buy the bargain-priced elves the man was promoting either.

'Why is it that these slaves have nothing but despair in their eyes?

I was bothered by the lack of will in my eyes. Even as a slave in Botacouli, I had never felt so desperate and black behind my eyes.

'That's because you're a slave. 'We don't want to be flirted with,'

The slaver man replied.

Well," said the slaver, "let's see the man's slave. 'Well, now show me the man's slaves. I'll consider some of the men here as well.

I felt some of the slaves change their minds the moment I told the slaver guy that, but I decided not to react to it now.

''Kukku. Well then, over here.

What is it, to be clear, this man has been a bit scary for a while now.

The man's slaves were few.

I looked at the slaves one by one as the slaver man explained to me.

I apply the intimidation that Master Brod taught me to know the boldness of Master Brod to each one of them.

Some men are frightened, others are intimidated.

I picked three slaves who looked like they would be fine to buy.

"The armless dwarf over here. And over here is an old man with two severed tendons. Now we need to interview this young man with dull hair. And give me a price first.

The man in the slave-trade must be cheap because he has a boring look on his face. With that in mind, I listen to the man's voice.

The dwarf used to be pretty good, but an accident left both of his arms like this, so he's only got five gold coins. I heard that old man was also a great warrior. However, he was betrayed and his foot was cut off by a poisoned sword, so he would not be able to stand up again even if he was alive, so I got five gold coins. At the end, this dirty brat, apparently a war slave, was forced to come from another country. But he is still young, so I guess it's only 20 gold coins.

I decided to focus on their motivation, especially if they were injured and decided that they would be the best reinforcing force in the Healer's Guild if they could be healed with extra heels.

The Pope said that they could use the Extra Heal if they decided that they needed to use it, so I decided to hope for a meeting with them, wondering when they would use it without this reinforcement.

I wondered when he would not use it and decided to have an interview. I'll ask for the interview. Oh, if you can, let me talk to each one of you alone. You are planning to buy a female slave as well, so you can be flexible, right?

Heh heh. That's good, little man.

I was to have an interview with three people.

The interview was in a room of about six tatami mats with a sofa placed face to face across the table.

The first to arrive was a dwarf with no arms.

'Please sit down. First of all, I will ask you a question, so please answer it without lying. Before that, my name is Luciel, an S-class healer who belongs to the Healer's Guild. First of all, dwarf, if your arm could be healed, could you do any other carpentry work besides blacksmithing?

I was born a blacksmith and was blessed by the god of blacksmithing. I was blessed by the god of blacksmithing right after I was born. The woodworker is a necessary skill for blacksmithing, so why wouldn't you train it?　Who do you think the boy is talking to?

He's short, but he's got a great swordsmanship that looks as if he'd go wild if he had an arm.

''I see. I see... Are you confident in your skills?

"Kid... are you licking it?

Oh, this is not good, I thought, and I decided to take it one step further.

''Let me rephrase it. Once your arm is healed, will you pledge your allegiance and begin to forge and modify your guild?

I look him properly in the eye as I speak.

"...as long as it really does work... and it's not a bad environment.

After that, I couldn't ask or talk to him.

The next person to come in was an old man? It was.

I'll say it directly to you. I think you're quite strong. I have the same feeling as my master.

He felt the air the old man was wearing change.

'What does that have to do with anything?

'Yes. I heard that you were betrayed and had the tendons in both of your legs cut by a poisonous sword, did you have any idea what that was?　Do you want that revenge again?

"Phew. Even if I want revenge, I'm no match for a nation, no matter how hard I try. I'm more concerned about the man who trained the healers to that level.

Ah, I can still smell the same kind of master. Is this the smell of a strong man?　I think it's something different.

'Master says his two names are Whirlwind. But more importantly, who the hell are you?　No, let's not do this prying yet. I hear you can't stand up until that leg is healed and the poison you're still suffering from is gone?

I... I guess so.

The belligerent atmosphere squeezes out.

'When you can move again, can you pledge your allegiance and protect us?

"...what do you expect this old man to do?

I felt like the fire was lit again in my eyes as I began to lose my strength again.

'For the time being, I'm escorting the Healer's Guild and the horses in this city for the time being. Other than that, I'm going to have you train in combat with me from time to time.

Is that all you've got?

Do you look dumbfounded?

'Yes. I have other things on my mind, but for the time being, yes.

"Pfft, wahahahahahaha. Interesting. If you can heal your wounds and be faithful, I'll call you Lord and swear your allegiance.

Then you can count on it to be so.

Thus, the man who was an old man's appearance was quickly regaining its vitality and his age was unreadable. I even had such a feeling that the great luck teacher had made me meet him so that I could be rejected by other slavers.

Finally, I had to meet with a young man about my age.

'Why did you become a slave?'

'I am the son of a nobleman who lost the war with the Empire and lost his lands.

There was a strong light in his eyes. Could it be that he had flowed in from the Rubruk Kingdom?

Okay. So what do you want to do?　I know you probably have a desire for revenge, but I'm not going to let you do it.

....

He just stared at us.

'If you come with me and protect the Healer's Guild, I'll treat you well, even if you're a slave. If you can just live to protect the guild, I'd like you to come with me, but if you can't, then you'll have to be bought by someone else to find your revenge.

I'm a safety-first guy, so I don't push myself, and I don't want to cause any unnecessary resentment, so I let him do all the work for me. The young man is thinking with a dark face.

''... How long is the slave's term of office?''

He asked me that as he squeezed it out.

I didn't know how to answer that question, so I had to remain silent. I had to turn my vector to rebuild the guild, but I didn't have time to think about it. And I couldn't lie to his serious eyes.

We were both silent for a while. And I decided to answer him.

I'm not thinking about releasing you right away, to be honest. First, we'll rebuild the Healers' Guild and build a Healing Institute in this city. I don't know how long that will take, and I don't know if we can release them after that.

I was troubled, but in fact, there are no conditions for his release other than debt slaves and illegal slaves. Therefore, normally he would not be freed as a war slave.

'No way,'

He clenched his fists tightly and hung his head.

This ended the interview with the three male slaves.