Garudeina Oukoku Koukoku Ki

"Hmmm............"

Now after the Goltberg Chamber of Commerce, the two of them were exploring the city with bags of gold coins they had received in advance.

"Hey brother. I gave you those clothes, but what if they took them away or something?

"Hmm?... I'm not going to do anything about it... but right then, why don't we gather the beasts directly instead of such a roundabout moderate means"

"Hey... direct?

"Why don't you dragonize, set up around the top of the castle gate, and scream all the beasts, elves and dwarves of this city, and then give them food and clothes?

"Wow..."

"Finally, I will give you the names of the Chamber of Commerce and Ed just now, and I will ask you to be one of them."

"Eh... you're so annoying, brother..."

"What, a joke. I'm not even going to make a flashy noticeable move yet. Besides, doing that would be a pretty nasty and troublesome story. Perhaps even a light war with a human being..."

"Never."

"Ooh... ooh"

Ferris stared at Georg with all his temper and anger.

"Ma, Ed will be able to imagine that much too. If I was just a human being, kill me and that's it. But Hate and I, Dragnil, know that if he had a merchant-like temperament, it would be more profitable to have friendly connections than to be hostile to me badly. Instead, if you don't know who it is, it's easier to deal with it if you're clearly hostile to me."

"... as always, it's hard for me to think about your brother"

"Differences in experience and knowledge. Sooner or later, Ferris will know."

"I hope so..."

Such disturbing conversations also disappear into the chaos of the boulevard. I don't know what the population of this city is, but it may be in thousands, or maybe 10,000 people.

"Nevertheless......"

Georg suddenly smiles at his face.

"I was expecting it... but I didn't know beastmen and the like could buy it for gold..."

"Yeah........."

Whatever the ear, tail, and lifespan, the beast man, who looks quite close to man, is commonly traded in gold. There is no room for his will to intervene there, just to be treated like objects from the hands of humans to the hands. And no one doubts it, it's just rooted as one fact.

"............ I get revulsion"

………………………

Does Ferris have anything to think about, a sinister look on his face but he doesn't say anything.

"I also thought it was limited to the periphery like that village, but apparently it wasn't"

"............ yeah"

All the people who go down the boulevard look lively, smiling, or busy running and enjoying their lives.

But on the other hand, there are those who are gripped by others, even their own lives and deaths, and who live in fright every day without being allowed to live by their own will or to do anything. And they are probably not even recognized as decent creatures by humans.

I guess this is an easy and good city for humans to live in.

But for those whom man calls subhuman, is it not hell in this world, a prison that endures eternal reproach and suffering?

"... in a time when only man sings peace, it is only within the present"

"... really, I wonder if it will"

"Even if it does. If you exchange, if you don't exchange, you don't do anything. If you don't, you don't exchange."

………

"It's a saying. Because I don't think I can do it, until I try, I don't know if I can or can't do it. You know what? Failure is a failure because it ends with failure. Even if you fail, if you succeed at the end, it will be the process to success"

"Failure is... process..."

"Yes, we're going to have to do a lot of things in trial and error, and there will be a lot of failures there. Oh, my God, you're selling fights head-on to common sense so far. Well, neither me nor Ferris would have thought about making a country, not even the many beasts we're about to meet, the elves, the dwarves, or the many races we haven't seen yet. So, everyone starts from scratch, it's impossible not to fail. But still, if we build up history with failure as an experience and hone our culture, we have a country there. I want to believe that. No, I do."

In fact, it's not that easy. One day when Georg and the others build a certain scale, there will be no unusually sensitive human being unaware of the crisis of his species. There must always be a lot of problems then.

Humans will not recognise the human rights of subhuman beings or anything else, they will not recognise countries or anything else, let alone culture or history or, on the contrary, even land ownership.

It's easy for Georg to keep his mouth shut with force. But that will never lead to a fundamental solution.

When a non-human intelligent race tries to cross on par with a human being, rather, the presence of Georg can be an obstacle. The Submen must win their rights with the power of the Submen. When Georg leaves the world one day, there's no point in Ami the original tree.

"...... a long way to go. Far above, far enough to cross the continent across the ocean."

".................. yeah"

"All I can do is shape, and when it's formed as a nation, it's up to the likes of Ferris to go ahead. Freedom to try to hegemony this continent, to strive for harmony with man, or to penetrate thorough non-interference, where my will does not exist, must not, you know?

"Yes... right? It doesn't make sense if we don't build it with our hands."

"Oh, Ma, it's a really distant future story, for the reckoning of the raccoon you don't take. But if this becomes a reality, then..."

You let me die in peace, and you whined a little.

"Brother............ yeah, I'm sure I'll be fine, I won't be around for a long time, but my descendants and those of the others will be so good that if my brother doesn't want to die and wants to see more, he'll be fine"

"... that's the line you heard somewhere, huh?

"Was I?

To the two laughing at each other for saying that, there was no depression until just now.

Except that we tell ourselves that the future we open is bright.