It was only after meeting the lord in person that I learned that the name of the port city here was Irmiz, and that it was a key point of maritime trade where ships from the desert kingdom Ladan across the sea docked, slaves being the main trade commodity.

Of course, I didn’t know because I wanted to know. The lord of Irmiz, who had maintained a vigil for over a month under the direction of Duke Lesrom, who was backed by the king’s order, regarded me as a very valuable guest and began to brag about his family, city, and even his three daughters during the ‘short’ refreshment time. did. Perhaps if I hadn’t gotten out of the way, I would have immediately called my daughters to sit with them and even imagined an engagement.

Still, it wasn’t a very uncomfortable position, except for the fact that it seemed a bit like he was calling his father’s name every time he kept talking and emphasizing the kingdom. However, there was no reason to stay for a long time, so after a rough formal conversation, I quickly left.

“But Your Excellency, Duke of Zwinera...”

“Your Excellency will already know how I will move. Don’t worry.”

Yeongju made me stay for a long time with various excuses and wanted to try even one soybean paste, so I really tried to stick to it until the end. In my heart, I wanted to point out that there was nothing to gain and that it was just an illusion, but there was no way I could believe it, so I cut it like a knife as much as possible and left the castle.

After refusing even the money he was trying to stab me for travel expenses, I realized that I had come back to my hometown once again when I went out into the streets. It was no different in the Western Kingdom area to use the common language of the continent, but there was a distinct difference in the distinctive accent.

That alone made me feel better, so I quickly found a place to stay and went out to see the sea, ignoring the stares that were pouring toward me as I walked out of the castle.

I didn’t want to suffer from the sea breeze at night, so I sold my feet because I settled in an inn far from the sea.

But after that, I wasn’t very happy.

Even though it is the same city as Ithiel, the atmosphere of Irmiz is very different from the cities I have seen. Perhaps because of the trade with Ladan, many slaves came and went, the people here were very accustomed to slavery, and if they could afford it, they used slaves unconditionally.

The problem was that, unlike Radan, where slaves could become free if they met certain conditions, Irmiz had a very strong tendency to consider slaves as livestock, as if he had not brought such a system.

Right now, sitting in a suitable place and looking at the harbor, I can see countless slaves moving cargo with the clank of shackles, and whips flying over their heads almost every two minutes.

Well, like the main characters in the novel, ‘Slaves are bad! I like freedom!’ I still didn’t think of shouting something like that to burn with a sense of justice. I just feel that the sound of the whip is really loud. It may be that the morals of the previous life have become very thin.

Still, it didn’t look particularly good, so I moved from place to place and looked around for a while, but I couldn’t find a place where I could just sit and watch the sea.

In the end, my port city tour came to a slightly bitter end with the setting sun, feeling that I should visit another port city when I have time later.



Strangely, I got a lot of attention, but I got a good night’s sleep without being disturbed by people recognizing me.

Obviously, when I first came out of the forest, I felt that it was much warmer than in the north, but the early morning air was quite chilly, probably because I had become accustomed to the locality just by waking up after sleeping overnight. Even if it was not possible, I thought it would be right to feel warm for three days, so I laughed and walked on for a while, and a torch shimmering from the other side of the dark plain, still filled with the bluish energy of the winter dawn, began to approach.

It didn’t look like an attacker at all. It was too early for those guys to move in search of prey, and their movements were very ordinary. As expected, when the distance got closer to a certain extent, the adventurer-looking party found me and started talking to me in color.

“Excuse me! Are you coming from the city by any chance?”

The four adventurers who walked by relying on a single torch were young overall. And it was a very typical party composition. A party of warriors, wizards, priests, and archers.

Except for one warrior, they are all girls.

“Yes. That’s right. If the city you’re talking about is Irmiz.”

He couldn’t clearly recognize it, but he seemed to be a new adventurer as well as his equipment. A newbie adventurer who is also very tired.

Maybe he’s an adventurer who goes out to catch the remnants of orcs that Fimel said and then comes back. After making such a judgment and examining the reaction, they are thrilled with the world and start talking excitedly among themselves.

“Oh my God! Finally!”

Of course, that action didn’t last long. The reasons I threw the torch there are starting to show themselves in the light of the torch.

“Kkuk, kkuik! kkuik! kkuik!!”

“Oh, Orc!!”

Seeing that he took care of his hat and cane properly even when he turned around in a hurry, wasn’t he a kid who completely let go of his mind...?

Are you the worst torturer because you are screaming in the middle of this?

Whatever it was, the look of despair on the faces of the warriors was the same. About 10 orcs showed up at the same time, so it was well worth it from their point of view.

“Kkuik! Lee, Inggan! Throw away your weapons! Then I’ll give you everything!”

“Idiot! I’ll save only one!”

“Kkuik? That, that’s it! Let me save one!”

It was the same for the Orcs as well. One of them grabs the torch I threw, and five or six people come around and start warming up. Looking closely, he was wearing a lot of animal skins. It seems to be suffering in many ways because it is colder here than in the prairie.

Will these guys ever end it? There was no way he would hire a mercenary corps on a large scale. Perhaps there are other groups not too far away.

And that means that even if I kill them all right now, there’s a good chance these pathetic little kids will die on their way to the city along the road I’ve ridden for tens of minutes.

I didn’t know him completely, but I didn’t like the fact that the orcs benefited from them.

After judging, I didn’t know if it would work, but I took out the ax that I had hung on the saddle so that the approaching guys could see it.

“Follow Kakula, start with the bastards who want to go to the sky prairie.”

The orcs tilted their heads, and the warriors who had just been trembling in fear also tilted their heads.

But the reason for this was completely different. The orcs were looking at the axe and the kids were looking at me.

‘Why the hell is that ax here?’ and ‘What kind of bullshit is this human talking about?’ Dozens of seconds to stand there receiving the gaze of

The orcs’ buttonhole-like eyes grew to the size of fists in the light of the torches.

“Kwy, kwiyiik! Eldumia Egada! Eldumia Ega killed Warchief Kakula and raised an axe!”

“M-M-Don’t even talk! The warchief and I disappeared over the door!!”

“It’s lightning! He came riding on the lightning that struck yesterday!”

stupid pups. Isn’t it still the level of giving meaning to natural phenomena? Could this be a real possibility?

“Kwiyiik!! Ingandriatta protected by the war god! Run away!”

Even so, the effect was certain, perhaps because they were in a bad state. The children threw away the torches they were holding and looked at the orcs disappearing into the forest with a devastated expression, then moved their gaze to me.

“Remember well. You lost once today because of your poor judgment.”

I don’t know if those orcs will gossip among themselves... but what’s left is luck.

I headed to the next city, leaving behind the kids who were still in a daze.