Black Haired King

"Yes, next!

They'll be waiting at the city gates for about 10 minutes. It's finally our turn. Mr. Kamal is advancing the carriage and showing his ID.... Can you use my guild card? I haven't used it once in 3 years, so I'm getting anxious.

"This, Master Kamal! Have you returned? The Viscount was looking for you earlier. Anything you want a combat slave or something."

"Right. That was a bad thing. Will it be pioneering again?

"I don't know about that...... yes, I'm fine. So, what about that kid over there?

Whoa, suddenly my attitude changed. Well, around you looking at my hair, I guess it's because I have dark hair. I give my guild card even though I'm thrilled.

The Gate Soldier sees my guild card as giddy. Duh, is there something wrong?

"What, you, you guild card, you're treating me like a dead man. Are you sure it's yours?

Oh, my God, that's what I was dealing with. Well, surely that would happen if I didn't show my face for three years and didn't return without success with the requests I received?

"Yes, this is mine. It's taken me a long time since I was seriously injured dying three years ago before I could move."

I say, pointing to the scar in my left eye. The truth is that it healed in a month. Well, that's special.

"I see. Well, if I had dark hair, could I have it? However, this card is not functioning as an ID right now, so go to the Adventurer Alliance and update it. Temporary ID now."

That's what the Gate Soldier said. He pointed his palm at me. Was it one big copper coin? When I give you one big copper coin, they give you a wooden bill instead. You've got one more errand today.

As such, Mr. Kamal gives instructions to the horse and moves out because he has been granted permission to cross. If you think about it carefully, it would be strange to say that the branch manager is manipulating the horse. Well, he can't say anything because he's happy to do it.

Through the gates, stalls line up to see if every city is the same. I wonder if I can eat someone going somewhere, someone coming home.

But the carriage is quite remarkable. Probably because I have as many as 10 horses behind me. Later he's pointing at my hair and saying something.

But it stopped bothering me as much as it used to. I don't give a shit. Is it because I met Mr. Mistrair or Mr. Helena? I don't know if this is a good trend or a bad one though.

In doing so, the carriage stops in front of a certain store. This seems to be the Kestrian branch of the Galabkis Chamber of Commerce. Big. The store has a three-story basement, the ground floor is furniture, camping equipment, etc., the second floor is household goods, etc., the third floor is weapons and protective equipment, and the basement seems to be a slave trader.

"So, Lord Redius. Will they look inside until the horse is assessed?

"Right. I'd like to buy something I need."

"Then, by my authority, Lord Redius will give you a discount. Thank you for your help."

Oh, thank God for that. I have the money now, but I don't know when I'm gonna need it, so if it's gonna be cheaper, it'll help.

And you find out the carriage's back, and the employees come out of it. And one of the women came to Mr. Kamal.

"Not at all. Are you... I'm a branch manager, so I need you to stay in the store a little longer."

"Ha ha. What, I can't get out of my old habits. Lord Redius, let me introduce you. She is the deputy branch manager of this Kestrian branch, my wife Marna. Marna, this is my life's benefactor, Lord Redius, and his partner, Lord Lopo. Be polite."

The moment Mr. Kaimal introduces him that way, Mr. Marna grabs Mr. Kaimal's collar. I'm smiling, but my eyes aren't laughing.

"What do you mean, the benefactor of life?

"Oh, relax, Marna. That's what I'm gonna talk about inside, so get your hands off me."

When Mr. Kamal says so, he doesn't seem convinced, but Mr. Marna lets go, too. And turn to me.

"Mr. Redius. Thank you for helping my husband this time. What a thank you."

And I was lowered my head.... I don't know what to do because for the first time in my life I was lowered my head.

"Oh, keep your head up. Because we just met occasionally. Besides, you said Kaimal would cheapen the store's products if you thank me."

"That's for sure. Let me show you inside."

That's what I said. I'm going inside the store, Mr. Marna. Mr. Kamal follows behind it. Still, don't say anything about my head. Even though some employees look disgusted.

"That Mr. Marna. Question, okay?

"Yes. What is it?

"Doesn't Marna care about dark hair?

"Yes. I don't particularly care. When I'm in business, I think it doesn't matter if I can or can't use magic. No matter how much magic you can use, because it doesn't make sense if you don't have the ability to be a merchant. So not many people in the merchant world care about the color of their hair."

And he talks to me smiling. The person who looked disgusted earlier also looks uncomfortable listening to the story. I see. Sure, doesn't the merchant have much to do with armpits?

It was in the basement where, for some reason, there were slaves who were guided while we talked about that.

"Yes, Mr. Marna? Why are you underground?

"That's to give you a look at what we're dealing with."

That's what I'm going to say, Mr. Marna. Well, if you just want to see. I think so. I'll follow Mr. Marna. And when I went down to the basement, there were people inside who wore collars so they couldn't escape.

Shortly down the stairs there is a cabin on the left and right, with slaves inside. There are 3 people in one cabin, 10 on the left and right, all close to 60. Some men are inflexible, some are fantastic. Some of them are not very different years from me.

"This is where ordinary slaves are sold. It's cheap and starts at 50,000 Bek."

Hmm. Can people buy one gold coin? I don't know if it's cheap or expensive....... hmm?

"That Mr. Marna. What does it mean to be a common slave?

"Yes. General slavery refers to slaves from the minimum price of 50,000 to 99,000 bek I mentioned earlier in this store. And apart from that, there was a luxury slave, and everything was more than a million dollars expensive."

Yeah! That's a hell of a lot more than a million. Why is it so expensive?

"Luxury slaves can be a variety of beauty beauty owners and those with purple hair and magical talents. So it gets really expensive."

I see. Because it's worth it, it gets expensive. I guess I wouldn't even get the lowest price of 50,000.

"Okay. Then let's go up."

When I say that with a smile, Ms. Marna looks at me with an unfortunate look on her face. No, 'cause I don't have that kind of money.

"Aren't you going to be seen?

"Ha. I didn't have much of a hand and couldn't buy it, so I thought I'd better not look at it."

"That, you can't help it. Shall we go back?"

And I followed Mr. Marna upstairs.