Episode 570 Blood Moon The disappearance of the sanchae
(?) After shaking off the bandits (?), he headed straight to the interior of the sanchae.
The bandits who had already witnessed the horrors that had taken place outside held their breath and quickly opened the door.
“Go.”
“We didn’t see anything.”
Thanks to that, Ray was able to enter the living room confidently like a general passing through the Arc de Triomphe.
As I passed through the gate that was blocked by bandits and went inside, the strong smell of alcohol filled my nose.
“The village below is dying, but these bastards are very fat.”
They are so addicted to alcohol that even when a stranger enters the living room, not a single bandit sticks to them.
Everyone was drinking continuously with women at their sides, so even if he didn’t bother to use his hands, he would die of alcohol poisoning soon.
Ray, who went upstairs in the living room, clicked his tongue this time.
The second floor, which looked dirty at first glance, was full of filth.
It was to the point where I couldn’t tell if it belonged to a beast or a human.
But even in a place like this, the presence was felt, so he hurriedly ran around and opened the door.
slap-!
When I pushed the door, there were orcs with their arms tied and their eyes wide open.
What they have in common is that they are all females.
Ray frowned.
“There are no offspring of beasts.”
This time I opened the door to the next room.
Then, a bunch of pretty half-elves poured out.
Seeing that all of them were in poor condition, it seemed that they had been sold alive as slaves.
Did he think he was an elf when he opened the door?
The half-elves shed tears like chicken droppings.
“Ughhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh...”
“Eh... help me...hhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh...”
Seeing him sobbing makes my heart weak.
At the same time, his anger toward the bandits also grew.
In a hurry, Ray cut the chains on the half-elves’ hands and covered them with the furs he had stolen from the bandits.
There was a mountain of questions I wanted to ask, but I endured it because there was a risk of panic if I asked the wrong question.
Ray looked at them.
Seeing them moaning and looking around to see what they were so afraid of while shaking their bodies, they were already sick.
‘Post Traumatic Stress Disorder.’
Occasionally, people who have suffered war or torture or natural disasters suffer from post-traumatic stress disorder (PTSD).
The lifetime prevalence rate in modern times is around 6%.
Needless to say, they were subjected to hard work by bandits in a place like this where there was a lot of filth.
Treatment of the mental part is a law to go for the rest of your life unlike the physical part.
I didn’t want to hack up their messy minds and bodies any more by asking useless questions.
Ray thought differently.
I thought I would die of alcohol poisoning anyway, so I tried not to touch it.
But this was a bad idea.
Unlike modern times, this place was not soft.
It is a place where one’s life is destroyed by one’s will despite the existence of strict laws.
The strong survive and the weak die.
Although there is a proper civilization, it is a place where primitive ways of thinking prevail.
If you come to Rome, do you have to follow the Roman law?
If Kang Ja-jon is the way they live, he will also suit them.
Ray immediately opened all the doors on the floor and freed those who were tied up.
Orcs, dwarves, half elves and humans.
Many different races were captured.
Even after they were liberated, they couldn’t leave their seats and went into a corner, trembling.
It must be proof that he was held captive for so long that he did not even dare to try to escape.
‘...I have to escape somehow.’
he looked around.
Fortunately, the wall was broken, so the outside was clearly visible.
If I could get your attention just once, I think I might run away.
He wiped the blood from his mouth.
“...who are you. Where did you send them?”
He must have been an assassin who came because he wanted something.
The boss of wild vegetables thought so and asked, but a strange answer came back.
“It’s a stomach disease. I came after receiving a report that there were bandits.”
Normally, there was no case of guardsmen breaking into the living room and destroying the four-story building.
At those words, the face of the head of the sanchae became the same as that of the evil spirit that appeared in Inse.
“You want me to believe that?”
“If you don’t want to believe it, don’t believe it. All of these wild vegetables will disappear anyway.”
Did he come here with the intention of killing him from the start?
There was no benevolence in his tone.
The boss of wild vegetables shouted with regret.
“What the hell are you saying you have a grudge against us!”
That’s definitely better than their karma.
I was very curious about what was going on in his head asking what grudge he had against them even after he had done such a thing.
It was to the point where I wanted to cut my skull as violently as possible if I could.
Ray said with a grin.
“Well, I’m a guard who came after receiving a report. With or without a grudge, what does that have to do with me?”
“If you are the upper guard, I will hire you again. If you take care of my situation, I will give you ten times your salary!”
“I don’t listen to bandit bastards.”
Let’s talk and listen to the small talk.
In the end, the boss who was alive raised mana to the fullest, probably realizing that he was not a negotiating partner.
“I’ll make sure to avenge this disgrace someday!”
Gripping his teeth, he kicked the ground.
Perhaps thanks to the mana he prepared in advance, his new model flew down the mountain like a darting arrow.
Ray looked at it for a moment and pulled Mana towards the direction he ran out.
Concentrating on a single point and gathering the mana in the air, he memorized the starting language.
“Entangle.”
Kududeuk-!
The roots of trees hidden in the ground rose up and grabbed the thighs of the running boss.
As the roots were entangled in the posture of running with mana, the thighs and knees bent bizarrely.
“Quaaaaagh!”
Alive in excruciating pain, the boss lost control.
As he tried to escape, he fell headlong to the ground.
Unfortunately, in the process, he fell headfirst to the ground, so he died without being able to scream once.
Ray, who was confirming his fate, turned his head away.
It is the living fruit of a large-scale bandit group.
Even though the boss of the wild vegetables died, if they remained, there was a possibility that the wild vegetables would be revived at any time.
It is easy to get rid of wild vegetables, but the problem is the dwelling place of the women who were caught here.
In addition, there were other races such as dwarves, orcs, and half-elves, not just humans, so keeping them in one place could be a problem.
After thinking for a moment, Ray sighed.
“I’ll have to entrust it to the village for a while.”
I can’t just leave it in a place that smells like blood.
The half-elves might be able to arrange a place for them if they ask Aira.
Orcs would have no problem if they stayed with the goblins they met in the dungeon.
Dwarves are inherently strong in their kinship, so if you talk to Derp, he will take care of the situation, so it will save you a lot of time.
Organizing his thoughts, he moved toward the sanchae again.
The bandits were not what they knew, but they had to see if any of the women who were held as slaves were unwell.