The next morning, after Saya's transfer, I returned to the capital, where I visited another slave trader's mall along with three civilians first thing in the morning.
I'm not a bad merchant because I'm cooperating with the realm, but I want to make sure I don't have any young children.
If you seem to have children, just like yesterday, I want to protect you immediately.
Unlike the malicious slave trader's mall I visited yesterday, it's not a very large building.
Three floors at a time, with offices on the ground floor, space for slaves on the second floor, and three floors seemingly inhabited.
Mr. Makiban, the leader of the three civilian crowds, taught me.
He's visited several times.
When I went inside...... what a woman it was that came out.
She was a Madame-style woman in her fifties or so.
"Are you sure... Mr. Machiban, what can I do for you, an official? Is that another slave print?
Madam called out, urging us to the couch in the reception room.
"No, I came to see if there were any child slaves today. Recently, it seems that children who have lost their parents and have been taken by relatives may be sold…"
In a slightly nervous tone, Mr. Machiban explained.
"Hmm, so... what would you do if you had kids? Can you blame me? If you tell me, some lives are better than living under such terrible relatives being enslaved! If you get picked up by a good husband, you can live properly! Sometimes it's good for her!
Madam told me to throw up.
Somehow... from my face I said, "Don't tell me what's beautiful!" It emits such pressures.
My eyesight is amazing... I feel totally flattered too...
"Mr. Barbara, I didn't come to blame you for anything. Please calm down. My lord Sin Oberon wants to save the children..."
Mr. Machiban put his hand forward and hastily explained so as to contain Madam's pressure.
I'm sweating a lot......
That feeling... I know very well... because this madam is quite powerful... even I freak out...
"So the hero who saved this realm will save the child sold into slavery!? Are you gonna buy me one? Are you going to buy all the enslaved children? How the hell do you think there is a child in this country... sold to slaves!?
Madam stared at me as she said so.
Even if they're so hostile...
"Somehow, I know what you're trying to say. I'm not complacent that I can save everything, either. Just, at least, I'm right in front of you... and I want to save a child who could possibly be saved. That's all. Surely, as you said, there may be a better life to be a slave than to live abused under terrible parents and relatives. But... at my husband's place, which is worse, isn't it possible that he could be abused?
I looked back quietly.
"Hmm, you'll have trouble licking me! I'm a slave trader with pride! You choose who you want to buy up your slaves, and you choose who you want to sell them to! I'm not selling it the way I want it to be money! Especially if you're a kid!
That's what Madame said, and she glanced.
That's even more pressure.
I see... you mean you have pride in your work as this person...
It seems to me that we will not tolerate the hypocrisy of evil because we sell slaves.
Sure, if you pick someone like this Madam says, it could be a bit of a better life for the abused kids.
From this person I feel somewhat... anger at abuse... like anger at society as a whole.
Maybe... I'm helping these kids in that kind of environment be this person...
... for some reason... that's what I thought...
"Aren't you helping children and people in harsh situations through this job?
I accidentally uttered those words.
"Hmm, it's not that big of a layer! I'm just doing what I can. I don't have the power to save people! The aristocrats who can do that are indifferent and unsaveable!
That's what Madame said, and she looked at me.
I feel like something is being tried...
"As I said earlier, I don't think I can save everything. I just want to do what I can, just like you. That's all. Mr. Barbara, could you please help me? Will you gather together the abused children and adults in harsh circumstances who have appeared before you, and those who will have to be enslaved? Those people, I'll buy them! Without a slave print! I mean, with no enslavement, I'll buy it for you. Would you like to be my exclusive slave trader?
I made that suggestion unexpectedly.
I don't know why I made that suggestion myself... a little strange... but the words came out.
"Oh, you... what.................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................. What a lover! It's over... degrees! In fact, you want me to stop being a slave trader?
"That's right. What you do is not like ordinary slave traders! Of course I don't mind naming a slave trader. But as my exclusive, I want you to protect the children you sell."
"......................................................................................................................................................................... You're gonna have to laugh at this! Such a young man..."
"Mr. Barbara, the way you speak to Lord Knight..."
Mr. Machiban had been picking on Madame since she was calling me "you," but she just couldn't seem to stand it anymore.
"That's okay. Because it doesn't change to being a young man. I need someone like you to make my blue-smelling thoughts come true. Can you help me?
That's what I said for some reason...
I'm the closest person to the worst impression... but somehow those words got out of my mouth.
"Hehe, funny. Let's see how far we can go! Let's help the young aristocrats! I'm going to make you your exclusive! Instead, I'll take care of those I bring to the end!
Madam said that, she gave me her hand.
This... means shaking hands...
I offered my hand, too, and shook my hand hard.
I felt it gripped me pretty hard...... is it my fault......
"Of course, I'm responsible for those who have protected me. Then there's another thing, I need a favor. I want people with special skills among other slave traders and networks to be looked for and protected as a matter of priority, or bought. It's like a criminal organization is looking for people like that."
"You've certainly heard such rumors. The basic slave traders are full of scumbags, but some of the guys I know who can have some decent ideas. The connections are abundant even when it looks like this. I'll check it out!
Unlike the challenging feeling just now, he took it on in a manly way.
"Thank you. One last time, during the chaos attacked by the devil, there is a territory abducted by criminal organizations. It seems likely that a man was sold as a slave. Can you get that information, too?
"I get it. But then... I'll have to keep in touch with you a lot more broadly than I used to. Because there's only two of us at my place right now. Hey...... Now here are three slaves who lost their masters and were sold to their heirs. Suppose we plant them..."
Madam said so with her hands on her chin.
Apparently, we're going to plant slaves for sale as servants.
"Then I'll pay for the sale of those people. Then we'll advance the funds for our immediate activities."
"You don't need to pay for the sale. I'll use it. I don't know how to get it. Instead, you'll be paid in advance for your activities."
"Okay. Then please."
That's what I said, I gave him a gold bag with a million golls.
"I don't need it so much, half is enough"
That's what Madam told me and she poked me back, but she told me she wanted me to hit the money to buy her slave and give it to her again.
It felt like I was forced to push him... but eventually he took it, so fine.
And in the future, when I needed funds that I could buy up in large quantities to protect my slaves, I told them to contact me because I would pay them in advance.
Thus Madam, a business meeting with Mr. Barbara was established, and we were asked to cooperate in gathering information, etc.
Maybe we can get to the constituents of 'Righteous Claw Marks' and Azito from this slave trader's route.
I wasn't thinking that far from the start...... this could be a good operation.
And after much talk with Mr. Barbara, unlike my first impression, I'm starting to feel like an aunt who just doesn't have a good mouth...
I have a bad mouth, but maybe he's a good looking after guy with a whole lot of muscle...
Thanks, even in the territorial capital, his face is quite wide, and he also seems to have the facial power behind the lower town and so on.
The person said it, but about the chimp. Then I just saw Mr. Barbara's face, and he seems to turn away and grow up.
Because it was definitely so powerful, and the pressure emanating from my body was amazing.
It seems reliable not only as an information network for slave traders, but also as an information network for this territorial capital.