120-114 Treatment of slaves

I was led to the place where the dwarf king lived, which would be more like a temple than a house.

The building was of such a construction.

The building is reminiscent of the temples in Europe that I remember from my previous life, and if I had a camera, I would have liked to take a picture of it.

We were led into the building as we were led in.

However, I decided to ask a strong sense of discomfort that the door does not exist.

Why are there no doors in this building?

It's for the protection of the people who can't fight. We've been instructed to flee this way at all times.

"...what if they're out there fighting right now, and they can't fight, and they can't get away and they run here and the demons show up?

We'll be trapped.

He seemed to sense the danger.

''What about ... the king, his entourage and the king's soldiers?''

"The men who are fighting now are the king's soldiers, and I am one of them. And I'm sure the king will fight to the end.

That's what I thought, as there aren't that many people for a kingdom, or quite a few people engaged in combat jobs.

'I'll think about it after we meet... but first, can you take me to the injured civilians?'

Awe, sir. This way.

I decided to put the treatment of the injured people ahead of where the Dwarf King was waiting for me.

And where we moved, there were many injured people....

There were no dwarves, many of them were of the human race and other races.

And there were slave crests on their arms, their chests and foreheads, and their necks.

This is the slaves of this world.......I vaguely think.

If there are slaves who don't want to recover, then they must be those slaves who want to die like this.

''........Are all the slaves here?''

''Yes. All of them are slaves that were first used to hold off the ant demons at the front line. These slaves can use magic, so once their magic power is restored, we'll bring them back to the front line to fight.

"...some of you look badly hurt? Wouldn't this make you lose too much blood to move properly?

'Yes. But it's an emergency, and I'd rather have a slave killed than have my people killed.

..........

Mr. Randall is not wrong in answering that.

I would probably do the same thing, and if my position were different, I would answer that way.

Even as I thought that, I felt my body getting cold.

I felt two warm sensations on my back.

I noticed that Lionel and Ketty were there to support me.

'This is the general way we treat slaves.

That's the general idea.

The two of them laughed at that, but they looked somewhat sad.

Even if not, the fact that the two of them were on the side of treating slaves, considering their positions.......

''We'll treat them, but please don't send them back to the front lines immediately. I will be talking to the Dwarf King after this, and as a result, we may use them as pawns.

Well I'll go with you. Well, I'll be accompanying you and they can't leave here because they have a contract. So it's not a problem.

So let's get this over with.

When I walked up to the slaves, they looked at me with a frightened look of despair. I'm sure you'll be happy to know that I'm not the only one.

Many of them were deeply injured, regardless of gender.

But the slaves seemed to think that they could cast a recovery spell to the extent of closing the wound, and when I finished casting the spell, all of them repeatedly touched and tapped their injured areas to check them.

When I thought I had healed them all, I checked on the slaves who had been made to lie on the beds, who would have been treated better than the other slaves.

''Where are the slaves over here?''

I remember being a slave who could do recovery magic.

.... that's supposed to be totally church-related?

How long have these men been here?

''The slavers who bought Doran-san and the others spread the word, or maybe the slavers started coming here nearly a year ago, because slaves who can use recovery magic are precious...''

"...What's wrong? Because it's valuable?

The Dwarf King's son has decided to buy it.

''..............I see. What these people need is rest. So who else is injured? Are there any slaves, beast slaves who can't use magic?

He's not here.

''Well then, can you show me where the Dwarf King is?''

I clenched my fists, forcing a smile and squeezing out my voice.

'Yes,'

For some reason, Mr. Randall looked at me in awe and immediately started to move.

The slaves, perhaps realizing that I was leaving the room, expressed their gratitude.

But I didn't respond to their words and walked away.

I was walking with Mr. Randall's back to me when Lionel and Ketty approached me.

''Would you like me to negotiate?''

Things can get complicated when you're so angry.

''No it's okay. But can I just assume that you were here to destroy the dwarven kingdom and that's it?

Yeah. When you don't know the outside world, these things happen... it's just typical.

Well I've got some things to say about the treatment of slaves.

Their past is in the past. And maybe I'm just a freak.

I laughed helplessly and arrived at what appeared to be an audience room.

"This is the room we'll be using in case we have visitors. If Mr. Grand is here, he should be able to stay here.

When I opened the door, there was a strange situation where for some reason Mr. Grand was protecting Kefin from the dwarves.

''........What is this? Can you explain to me what that means?

Lady Luciel.

Kefin turned to me and got up on his knees and bowed his head.

He was wearing his obi sword as usual, but he hadn't pulled out his sword.

Mr. Grand, who had placed Kefin behind himself, held his tongue as he tried to talk to us.

''What in the world is this all about, and I'm asking for an explanation?

The slaves there have failed to protect me, so I'm trying to set up a moxie.

Aresley spoke up, not seeming to take offense.

My anger was at an all-time high, but I opened my mouth.

'So, who is the Dwarf King?'

'This is Dwarf country! No matter how much of a church affiliation you have, you're not great.

He listens to Aresley's words and tells everyone that he is returning to Rockford.

''Well if the Dwarf King isn't here, I don't know the rest. Kefin, you have endured well. Let's go home.

I had just turned on my heel when the Dwarf King spoke up.

'Wait, it is Rockwell, my dwarf king,'

You guys are leaving.

Aresley shouts, angry that I didn't change my stance to ignore the dwarf king's words and leave the room as it was.

'It is rude to insult your father, don't let them get away with it.

I quickly told Lionel and the others what to do.

"Lionel, Ketty, and Kefin, you've got to show them what you can do.

"Ha.

No matter how strong and sturdy the dwarves are, it depends on the person. Not all of them are.

The dwarves' shields dissolve and blow away as Lionel swings his great sword of fire.

Keti stabs him in the extremities with her fine sword.

Kefin was quite angry, and when he emerged from behind Aresley, he cut off both arms.

It took less than twenty seconds for everything to be over.

''The Dwarf Kingdom.......shouldn't it be good if this kind of country is destroyed?''

I told Rockwell, who was sitting on his throne.

'Wait, please.'

King Rockwell descended from his throne and got down on his knees.

'Please save this country.'

'I am no saint. Who will help a king who can't stop his foolish son from growing and running amok?

This time I only came because Dolan and Mr. Grand asked me to.

And if you, the King of the Dwarves, go to the front, you will be able to change the war situation.

'I'm an old man, as you can see. I can't.

'If you're mimicking in those robes, you will be. Besides, you called me because you wanted a cause to get rid of your son.

The area was silent.

King Rockwell, who was still on his knees, started to tremble and started laughing vigorously.

I see. So this is the man who became an S-class healer how did you know he was mimicking?

'It was because Aresleigh cared about you. No, not just Aresleigh, but all the dwarves, including Mr. Grand.

Well that's out.

Well, you're on your own then.

I was just about to leave the door again when an earthen wall appeared. However, the wall was cut down by Lionel in a matter of seconds.

I'm sure you're not going to be able to get away with it," he said.

"..........

'I'm really sorry. I won't lie to you anymore, and I'll even pledge not to betray you if you help me.

'The spirits might be able to break their vows, you know. Besides, we think the dwarven kingdoms that fight the church could go down.

...What are you talking about?

Isn't there an illegal slave among the slaves?

"A king can't control his slaves! I was a bit annoyed, thinking it was a moderate amount of supremacy, but I replied.

Of course, if a healer becomes a slave, that's not strange. But the only ones who wear robes are those from the church headquarters.

Explain it to me in plain English.

'The Society of St. Schuler doesn't go to war except to be attacked. Also, I have never heard of a war recently. Now, why do these healers, who are supposed to belong to the church's headquarters, continue to enslave five of them and let them cast restoration magic until their magic power is depleted?

Speak up if you know someone who does.

His voice contained quite a bit of anger.

The next person to speak was Mr. Randall.

'Oh, I am afraid I must tell you. For about a year now, a slave trader has been visiting us and instructing us to make a purchase.

To whom?

'The purchases were directed by both Master Glaios and Master Aresley and their supporters. However, I was told that the king has budgeted for all purchases of slaves...

What do you mean, Rockwell? Mr. Grand asks, glaring at King Rockwell.

'Grand, don't doubt me. I swear by the Spirit, I'm innocent.

Well, I swear I didn't know.

I'm just a brainiac, Rockwell.

The slavers used slaves to brainwash them, didn't they?

You can reel in a bunch of dumb faces. Please save her just this once.

There are still a few others, but without those dwarves, we're in trouble.

If we lose this place, Rockford is in trouble, now that it's gone.

I knew that I could hear the spirit's voice here, or that spirits take care of their subordinates.......

''What happens if I retreat here?''

Hmm, Rockwell might survive, but everyone else is dead.

There's a good chance Rockwell will die too.

And then the whole basement will collapse.

You're going to have to be a good sport to get it right this time, dumbass.

You'll get what you deserve, Rockwell.

All of them are weaker than the rest of Luciel. Please.

'Does this mean King Rockwell and the other dwarves can hear it?

Yes.

'I have five conditions for saving this country. The transfer of the designated slaves, the transfer of the magic stones of the demons we defeated, Rockwell's personal lifelong loyalty to me, his lifelong commitment to discipline his sons, and his apology to Doran.

When they heard that, the spirits disappeared.

Lionel and the three of them looked at us suspiciously, while the dwarves looked at us in astonishment.

'Gahhhh, this is funny. Fine, in return, add some more healing for these guys.

Well done. King Rockwell will now come under my command. I swear to the spirits of the soil that I will do my best to wipe out the demons underneath.

"I swear by the spirit of the soil that the dwarven kingdom will be under the command of Lord Luciel as long as I lead it.

Thus, we were to fight with the dwarves and head into battle with the ants.