"Your brother... who is he?
"It's a political sect. And you?"
"Nem is Nem."
The girl's ears are like bright white snow and her hair is bright white.
Everything was snowy and mysterious.
"Nem... Bye, Nem. Let's get out of here before anyone gets here."
"Yes... it is"
When I held my hand, Nem shook it back gently.
The hand is shaking slightly.
I guess I'm still scared.
I headed out to the exit without any particular conversation and went out of the warehouse with the frightened Nem.
The sun that suddenly came into view is dazzling.
So I found Toa and Mr. Sierra waiting.
"Lord Masamune!
"Has anyone come out?
"There's a guy I saw on the street earlier, but that's right"
In the direction Mr. Sierra pointed to, there was Toa's figure, waving at this one.
Beside such a toa was the figure of a little fat man who was nodding and losing consciousness to the warehouse walls.
It's the man who took Nem away.
"You're from the Beast Clan who was taken away by that man earlier."
"She's Nem"
Introducing her, Mr. Sierra looked seriously at Nem and nodded "I see" as she was immediately convinced.
"Nice to meet you, Lord Nem. My name is Sierra, but white tail on those white ears. Isn't Lord Nem the White Cat?
Yes, it is.
You're nervous about Mr. Sierra because of the first meeting, and Nem was grabbing my robe hem lightly for some reason.
"Excuse me, where does Lord Nem live?
"... I'm at Sister's."
"I see. Were you still a child of the church"
At the end of the interrogation, Mr. Sierra rises.
"What is that church?
He left the watch once, and Toa joined him.
"I'm talking about the orphanage. I'm temporarily protecting a child, but apparently Lord Nem is a child of the church."
They say there's an orphanage church in a painting downtown.
We took Nem and headed there first.
"Sister! Sister!
When he arrived at the orphanage, Nem opened the front door and hurried inside.
I looked at him unexpectedly and the three of us continued to Nem.
Once inside, it was a quiet front door with no reception.
I see a large staircase in the front.
When it came to church, I knew exactly what that church looked like, but it was like an old mansion.
"Nem!"
One woman appears there.
A woman in white and navy monastic clothes.
"Sister!"
Nem rushed over to the woman and hugged her.
"Where have you been so far! I was worried!
"I'm sorry...... I was caught by scared people. Then Masamune helped me."
I'm thrilled you remembered your name.
The confused Sister, not knowing what was going on, briefly met him and led him to a room like the talking room first.
"Thank you for helping us where we are in danger"
When I got to my seat, Mr. Sierra explained the situation to Sister.
"No. We can send it to you safely, more importantly"
"Sometimes Nem doesn't say he's coming to his friends. The King's capital is peaceful, and I don't see many discriminating beasts. Plus the slave trade is banned, so I thought you'd be fine, but I didn't expect that to happen..."
Apparently, Nem has a wandering habit.
But they always came back safe, and Sister stopped caring one of these days.
While we were talking, Nem was hanging out with the other kids.
You said you should have felt scared, but you look fine already.
What an accomplished young girl.
With that in mind, that's when I was watching Smiling Nem.
I found something strange in Nem's arm.
"That's... excuse me, Sister. What is that on Nem's left arm?
It was a pattern of something elephant in circles.
It's around the left arm and looks like a tattoo.
"No way, those are slave prints!?..."
Sister was surprised as if she had lost her words, and she wept thinly.
According to Mr. Sierra's story, that's called a slave print.
It is a baking mark engraved by pressing hot metal.
Sister, who saw it, ran over to Nem, who was playing, and hugged him in tears.
But Nem himself had a look like nothing, and he was confused by Sister's condition.
Apparently, some slave traders do not make themselves burn marks.
The baking mark, so to speak, is a chain that binds the spirit, and what is marked stops them from fleeing.
Slave prints are often used overwhelmingly by men, and fewer women seem to be.
Mr. Sierra said with a heavy look that in Nem's case it must have been given on the grounds of the Beast Clan.
"After all, you should have killed no one left..."
Anger and willingness to kill crept up from the bottom of my heart.
I regretted making a man-made choice that I should leave it to the White King Knight.
"Masamune, are you okay?
Toa peered into my face.
"Huh..."
"It's kind of dark on your face, isn't it?
"Lord Masamune, you'll be fine. We'll take care of it later. I've already contacted Annette, and it's not like Lord Masamune would be bothered. I'll take care of the rest."
"It's okay," Mr. Sierra said again, as she showed me how I was doing.
Then I broke up with Mr. Sierra in front of the orphanage because there was a cleanup.
We say goodbye to Sister and Nem, too.
"Then we'll excuse ourselves for this, too. Nem, be careful for the time being, okay?
"Are you leaving already?
Nem's expression is somewhere sad.
"Yeah, but I'll be back to see you. You can't get out on your own anymore."
"I get it. See you tomorrow..."
We bow gently to Sister and look at Nem's face while we follow the orphanage.
"Are you still going tomorrow?
"I don't know..."
"But Nem said," I'll see you tomorrow, "right?
"You said it. But tomorrow, you'll forget about me."
I wasn't thinking deeply about the words Nem muttered at this time.
But the next day, as always, I woke up at the Ecalato Mansion, and I would know what Nem meant by that word.
"Good morning, Master Masamune. Master Masamune is seeing you this morning, how are you doing?
"What, are you a guest to me?
"Yes, we'll be waiting for you there"
The next morning, I woke up, and even though I put my hand on the doorknob to enter the living room upstairs, the maid caught me off guard and led me to the waiting room for the guest, awake with no clear vision.
"Your husband!
"Your husband?
When I opened the door, I heard a voice and someone jumped at me.
Looking at his feet, there was Nem.
I saw the snowy white hair, ears, and tail and knew immediately.
"Nem, what's going on early this morning? And he said," Your husband. "
"My mother taught me. If you save my life, I want you to love that Jen for life... Your husband helped Nem! Your husband is Nem's husband!
I didn't understand the explanation and heard what the child was saying.
Better than that, it looks like I'm letting you call me.
I can't believe you're my husband... it would be tough if Sierra or Toa saw me.
We need to do something...
"Morning, Masamune"
"Good morning, Lord Masamune. Did you wake up earlier, you're early this morning"
But there was a good time, and Toa and Mr. Sierra showed up.
Perfect timing.
"Master, where are you going today? Nem wants to follow your husband."
"- Your husband?" and the two of them join their voices.
They have a rounded and inexplicable look at each other.
But the next thing I saw was a strange eye of contempt.
"Hey, wait a minute! I'm not! There's a reason for this..."
"Is your husband still an adventurer? So are you going to the guild today?
Nem, keep your mouth shut for a second now......
Even though he tried to explain to both of us to clear his suspicions, Nem called me "your husband" many times so as to discourage my excuses, and he would turn me into a pervert.
After finishing his breakfast, he left the Ecalato mansion some time later.
We live here, but we don't pay for accommodation or food because of Sierra's generosity.
But it's time to take a request and make some money.
I do not know when I will be leaving this country.
"You thought I was letting you call me? There's no way."
I don't know what you think I am, but they thought I was forcing Nem to call me “your husband” and other bad tastes until I denied it.
By the time the suspicions cleared up, the four of us had arrived in front of the Alliance.
Oh, it's Nem.
"Ah! I have Sharon!
That's where I ran into Mr. Sharon, who was opening the store.
"Did you know Nem?
"I'm Nem's husband!
"Your husband? What a sleigh......"
Again......
Mr. Sharon turned his contemptuous gaze to me.
Oh, man, do I have to explain it again?
But this time, Mr. Sierra explained it to me on my behalf.
Thanks to this, the suspicion cleared up immediately.
"I see. I thought so."
There is more to whiteness.
I often lie like that plainly.
I don't think there was a lie in that contempt look...
Mr. Sharon says he had noticed lightly.
Because Nem seems to come to the store a lot, and he knows more about Nem than anyone.
Was it Mr. Sharon who Sister was talking about Nem's friend?
"Nem, what's wrong with that arm!?
So Mr. Sharon noticed Nem's arm burn marks.
"I see... did that happen? Totally terrible thing to do. If you were here, I'd beat you up."
Sharon had a harsh look on Sierra's account and expressed sadness and anger.
"You saved my life, and I'll thank you."
"Nem is like a daughter to me," Ms. Sharon said, unable to hide her anger at the slave trader.
"But I didn't expect the day to send my daughter out so soon."
Upon understanding the details, Mr. Sharon looked at my face with a nigga, unintelligible grin.
"I'll protect you, you're Nem's chosen master. Don't let me down, okay?
I don't know why.
What is this man saying?
"You don't understand what Nem means by that, do you?
"Does that make sense? Oh, what do you mean?
"Well, you don't have to know now. You'll see. But that's all I'm telling you, right? If you do anything to make Nem sad, I won't forgive you."
Like stabbing a nail, Mr. Sharon put his index finger up in front of his face for some reason.
Sierra, I've been looking for you.
A strange man appeared there.
I can see a white silk hat on my dandy nose mustache and my left eye monocular. A man with feathers and a distinguished white coat on his long body.
"Edward, you're also in front of the public like that..."
"You're still nervous. It's no big deal. Nobody thinks I'm a White King knight, etc. For me this is everyday wear and it's the usual thing. More than that, Sierra, I've kept this from Reinhardt."
A man who gives Mr. Sierra a piece of paper rounded with strings without explanation.
"Oh, if these people..."
"Lord Masamune and Lord Toa, and this is Lord Nem."
There was no introduction to Mr. Sharon, but the man was secretly meeting.
Apparently, we know each other.
"You're the rumor...... Excuse me, my name is Edward Scotch. Sorry for the delay in greeting you"
"By the way, Edward, what is this document?
Mr. Sierra opened the paper he was given and asked, except inside.
"It's a requisition, doesn't it say so?
"Behold, this is the king's!?
"I don't know. Apparently, a basilisk appeared at the week. It is also Lord Boreas' barn, which His Majesty's friend can reveal."
"What's basilisk?
I doubted that, too, but apparently Toa doesn't know either.
"Nem knows! It's about the big snake!
"A big snake?
"The boulder is Lord Nem, you're an expert. Yes, basilisk means serpent, or serpent."
"The king says you should go"
"What do you mean, why to me?
"I don't know. I was just ordered to give it to you."
"That's just great! Sierra, get rid of the basilisk!
"Until Sharon...... why not?
"You were just cutting off your big fangs with your basilisk tear glands and poison bags. It would be helpful if you picked them up as they were exorcised."
You're not very ridden, Mr. Sierra with a troubled expression.
"Mr. Sierra, I'll follow you, too. Toa's good, too, right?
"Yeah. I don't mind if Masamune goes"
"I'm sorry, both of you"
"Never mind. I'm free anyway, and it's time for us to repay Mr. Sierra."
"If you're going, don't take Nem with you."
"Do you have a nem? No, you can't! There's a serpent, isn't there? I can't believe I'm taking you... Nem's still small."
Extremely dangerous.
I don't know what kind of monster the basilisk is, but the target is a snake.
I'm just sorry if the poison invaded you.
"Master, are you leaving Nem? Nem wants to help your husband!
"I don't care if they say so... you're going to exorcise the monster, right?
I would be able to cure anything with healing magic as soon as possible.
But it's simply insane to take such a small child to a request.
Even if it can be cured, it doesn't change that it's dangerous.
"Don't take him. Don't worry about it. Nem looks like this, and he's stronger than you in the healer."
"Nem strong? Are you sure?
"It's a famous story here. Don't take him because you think he's fooled you."
Where in the hell does such confidence overflow as is close to this certainty?
If you were strong, you wouldn't have been caught by a slave trader.
"You have no choice, I get it. But only this time."
I couldn't say no to that look, and I probably took it on.