Hakai no Miko

"That man, the merchant who offered assistance?

The Ethereal Horse asked Eladia, who stood next to him, confirming the merchant's appearance from behind during the refrain.

"My pleasure, Master Soma. - The merchant named Robnas came as a certain merchant, sympathetic to the will of Master Soma."

The Ethereal Horse, who was briefed by Eladia, asked Garam what that merchant looked like.

"Hmm. You certainly don't look like a merchant or anything, but someone who's learned a lot about fighting."

Zoog objected to Gallum, who said that he could see a specific cut in his martial arts at the end of the movement (often).

"This is the time. Some merchants could use that, right?

It is not uncommon for some of the merchants who carry their luggage from the city to the city to protect their luggage and their lives from the bandits and bandits. It was also the case that such merchants, if the business talks did not come together well, would remain a turning point and turn quickly into bandits.

Given that, it's not surprising that some merchants have learned some martial arts.

The pale horse got in trouble just because the Zug's opinion was the best.

"How did Mr. Eladia know that he wasn't a merchant?

"Kang, is it?

Eladia's answer comes with a clapping look on everyone's face. But in contrast, Eladia leaked a stingy, tiny laugh, instead of making her uncomfortable.

"Oh, I still have confidence in my eyes to identify a man. Otherwise, you wouldn't have survived."

Saying something rash and heavy.

The Ethereal Horse blows up the air that has become awkward with one ehem and a cough.

"And anyway, the question is who he is and what he's after."

The Ethereal Horse put up two fingers.

"There are two possible possibilities. One is trying to use aid as a pretext to explore our insights. The other is really trying to help us."

"When they're trying to find out what we're talking about, are they from Holmea?

When Garam asked with a frown root, the pale horse shook his neck to the side small.

"I don't know that. Maybe a force other than Holmeer. Especially now he's a merchant of Jeboa."

"But Soma. I understand if you're trying to find out what's going on here, but I don't think there's a human being out there trying to really help us, do you?

The Ethereal Horse smiles bitterly at Shemr, who just says there is such a reason.

"I don't think that's going to be possible. But I can't say enough that if you think that maybe you can get some benefit out of helping us."

Now that it is in the form of a blockade of trading routes by the Ethereal Horses, there is not necessarily any force to think about sustaining it and weakening Jebor's Merchant Guild.

If there is such a force, it could be a thread that can break the status quo.

Thinking about it, we have to find out who that man is and what he's after at all costs.

"Can't we find a way to find out what that guy's after?

The Ethereal Horse asked everyone if they had any good ideas.

"Okay, I'll take care of it!

Then the first person to raise his name was Jahangil.

"My, if you twist your neck a little, he'll be honest too!

Say no or shake your tail and try to literally go twist a man's neck in a mood. The pale horse, panicking at it, grabbed Jaharngil's waistband and stopped him.

"Hey, wait a minute! No! He said no!

But Jaharngil, who wouldn't stop suddenly after being told so, finally stopped his leg after dragging the Ethereal Horse as it drifted. Looking down at the pale horse over his own shoulder,

"Can't you?

"You've decided no!

"... right"

The expression was hard to read Dinosaurian's face, but I feel like he has no heart or is soggy.

I feel bad because you tried to open things up for me to become Jahangil, but it's just a quick count to go directly to the means at the moment.

"Could you leave it to me?

It was Eladia who raised her name there.

No way, I didn't think she would go out to direct means like Jaharngil, but I ask her how she would do it just in case. Then, when Eladia smiled glossy, she said something absurd.

"Because you're a woman, there's a way to explore a man's secrets."

Aside from what I'm saying, I'm trying to use my body to hang out with a man and find out who he is.

Besides, the Ethereal Horses face each other.

Especially while keeping them free from sexual slavery once and imitating that they were strong (doing) the same thing again, the Ethereal Horse learned intense resistance.

"That's a little... There's no other way..."

As soon as the Ethereal Horse tried to leave Eladia's suggestion, her expression changed until then when she had a soft grin. Tie your lips together firmly, reverse their willow brows (rice cubes), and express a quiet anger.

"Is Master Soma taking our readiness lightly?

Never absurd a voice, but it was a sharp voice that could not help but make those who heard nervous.

The Ethereal Horse hardens into surprise at the anger that Eladia, who usually smiles calmly, has shown for the first time.

"All races can live in equality. I'm interested in the country for that. Yes, you said it. But the journey is steep, and we have to make a huge sacrifice."

Eladia puts her hands gently on her chest.

"We obeyed you because we believed in its righteousness and were prepared for its sacrifice. What are you hesitating to do to one elf woman? Is Master Soma insulted that our readiness is to that extent?

It struck the heart of the Ethereal Horse with the shock of being struck in the head.

Whilst now, I deplore the weight of my vomited words and lose them.

And it was the same for the others.

Given Eladia's past, it is clear to everyone how it is an act that hurts herself.

But it was herself who dared to say she would do it.

For the sake of the Ethereal Horse, and for all who are present here, I will cast that body down again into the filth.

To the readiness of that Eladia, everyone lost their word.

Here, it's easy to tell you not to. But if you say it without showing any means of opening it or alternatives, it's just pity.

For everyone's sake, I pity her, who has decided to be ready to kill her own heart.

Would there be so much insult?

That's why everyone on the spot had to keep their mouths shut.

After a long silence, the pale horse finally opened his mouth.

"Mr. Eladia......"

From the face of the Ethereal Horse, Eladia, who saw his readiness, smiled softly again and responded "Yes".

I command you.

That's what the Ethereal Horse dared to say to Eladia, who said he wanted me to leave it to him.

"Reveal the identity and purpose of the man by any means"

"Whatever Soma wants"

Again, for those who believed and obeyed my words, I was a Ethereal Horse who decided to rinse muddy water and ready to be polluted, but there is still something I cannot give way to.

"But I don't like the way you say it. Whoever it is, I think I'm one of them. [M] Don't say that in the future."

To the words, Eladia just bowed her head deep and deep.

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Well, at this time I offered assistance to the Ethereal Horses, a merchant named Robnas.

If I say that name correctly, I say Robnas Fabius.

As you can see from having a last name, this man is not just a merchant.

In fact, he was one of the generals of the Romanian state.

About a month before now, he was secretly summoned by King Dordea and cut out like this first.

"It's Robnas. Does your lord know a city called Bornis?

Romanian king Dordea is an old man who will be sixty-nine this year. Back to back with a slender flesh like a wrinkled skin on a dead tree, its eyes are filled with glittery vivacity. He was of no strange age when he had ceded the throne, but he still reigned over Romanian as king.

"I remember it's a city west of the Holmeer Country."

To Robnas, who answered so, King Dordea inquired further.

"So what about that Darius bastard who suffered a subhuman revolt in that city the other day and turned it to repression?

"I now know that no one in the King's Capital knows that."

When it comes to General Darius of the Holmeer Country, he is a famous general also known as Romanian natural enemy. By King Dordea, who was made to lick the bitter juice many times on the battlefield, he is enough to have a thousand gold coins on his neck.

The news that Darius was defeated by a rebellious slave was, in a sense, causing more shock to the Romanian State than the Holmeer State.

"The rebels in the city of Bornis...... Quite, interesting."

Recently, in a liquor store in the back town of Wangdu, the state of the battle was the subject of a pedestrian who said he had actually seen the subhuman revolt. It seems that the drunkards have raised a yaya praise (cool) for the content of Holmeer soldiers who have been grudging over the years in battle to be kicked in by subhuman slaves.

Remember the rumor, and secretly invite its merchants to the court to speak, although exaggerated by the strength of slightly subhuman beings, the weakness of the Holmeer national soldier, who is kicked in by them, was also painful content for King Dordea.

King Dordea, who remembers it, grins at his wrinkled face.

"It is my Romanian petition to destroy the Holmeer country to achieve Western domination"

The firmness of Romanian and Holmea dates back as far as the founding of the country. It was in the past that Romanian and Holmea began when the country was broken in two from a dispute over the inheritance rights of the two princes, although they boasted of being one great power. It was for this reason that both countries had appealed to each other to calm their opponents and rebuild their original powers.

"Now that Darius has lost his leg, I think about the opportunity and the rest. - So, I'd like to ask your lord."

And it came to pass, and Robnas snorted with satisfaction, and king Dordea said,

I want you to go to the city of Bornis and see with your eyes the slaves of the subhuman race.

And Robnas, commanded king Dordea, came boldly through the kingdom of Holmea, with only a few of his escorts, into the city of Bornis.

"My husband wants to help you."

Robnas dressed up as a luxury merchant who offered assistance because of a presumption from information gathered on the road that the Ethereal Horses would be suffering from a lack of funds due to their insistence with the Merchant Alliance of Jeboa.

First of all, we must dive deep into that nostalgia (two places) in order to find out how powerful these subhuman slaves are. To this end, it is from the judgment that it is best to use what they are looking for as bait right now.

But when he says he has done so, he says the heads of the slaves, such as the pivotal soma, are absent. This is how you come all the way out here to say you're going to assist him, and it's disrespectful of him to call it absenteeism. Originally, Robnas had a selfish dissatisfaction about whether he should be greeted flat-headed.

And it was the welcoming banquet held that night that was applauding that dissatisfaction.

It was Marcronis who played the role of responding on behalf of the absent Soma. But this man didn't come on board no matter how much he waved from here, so it was a feast that lacked any excitement at all.

All that or I put in a lot of exploration to see if these guys were really available, but I just repeated the same reply to any of the questions, "That's, I want you to ask Master Soma," and I got no guidelines at all.

That was as long as I spent talking to an elf by the name of Eladia, who then leaned next to me and gave me an audience.

And the banquet opened without any gain, and this is how he was to stay in a room in the Lords' residence.

"Totally. That was a waste of time..."

When Robnas was beginning to think that this might be better if he returned home early, the door to the room was knocked. And who's Robnas? And whoever does what, the door opens small.

"I thought I might not have had enough alcohol, and this is how I took it"

That was the elf that said Eladia was at the earlier banquet. In its hands, a handheld cage containing liquor bottles and food is lowered.

When he found out that the visitor was her, Robnas, with a grumbling face, invited Eladia in without hesitation.

"Hey, I appreciate this. Actually, I just didn't think I had enough to drink."

At this time, a woman came to herself, a valued guest. I don't know what this means. It's not Robnas.

Robnas swallowed a sawdust as Eladia's ass lined the table with the food and liquor he had brought.

Whenever I saw it in the Romanian royal palace, the mansions of the leading lords, etc., I also wanted to have such beautiful elf slaves one day.

But if you know this Elf slave that says Eladia, then the Elf slaves and other wild village daughters you have seen so far are a good place at best.

"Dear Robnas. One drink first."

The flavour of alcohol recommended by such a beautiful elf was exceptional.

Besides, this elf called Eladia is not just beautiful. The exquisite and good gavel you can put in between conversations, and the breadth of sight and good enough to respond to anything you say, I don't think it's just an elf to take any of them.

If we are told that luxury slaves have flown far from the centre of the continent, we are convinced that this is the case.

As such, Robnas overlapped the glass as he was advised, but he has occasionally exhibited reluctance and inferiority in Eladia's fancy neck and chest.

Robnas subtly reaches out his hand to Eladia.

But on the verge of that hand touching, Eladia's body then fled. When he returns his missed hand to capture his prey, Eladia again draws his body closer to pull himself aside.

It was a repetition of this from earlier.

If this one reaches out, he runs away. But you don't run far. Later, just a little. Reach just a little later and keep the distance to reach. And if this one snaps his hand, he'll come in this time again. That seems to be Hate again.

I see. This is the guy you call playing with fancy whores, or even more, Robnas is stirred up for inferiority.

But Robnas, finally intolerable, stuffed forcefully between them and held Eladia's shoulder.

"Ah..."

Robnus furthermore roughens his nose to a voice leaked with exhalation from his red lips reminiscent of Eladia's rose petals.

And they fell into the bunk so that they could hang out.

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Eladia, who quietly escaped from the room where she stayed, washed herself up and then went to the office of the Ethereal Horse. Then, even though it was the middle of the night, there was a brilliant (like this) and candlelit, and the blush that was the Lord as well as the Ethereal Horse.

"Sorry to keep you waiting"

To Eladia, who was so thankful, the Ethereal Horse asked him the end of the matter after he had begun his labor. Before answering that, she first checks with Marcronis.

"Dear Marcronis, I have one question. - Sure, I remember that the Holmeer country had so many countries in conflict that it was called hate?

"It's a Romanian country. There are several other smaller countries, but they are competing for Western dominance in the two powerful countries of Holmea and Romania."

Eladia, hearing Marcronis's answer, affirmed towards the Ethereal Horse.

"That man is no different from the Romanian state. It can also be seen as a general or officer in quite a position, not as a soldier."

From everyone's mouth, "Oh" leaks a surprise.

"Romanian..."

In it, the Ethereal Horse had in mind the face of a pedestrian by the name of Hopkins, who had been helped when he dropped this city.

To Hopkins, who had to leave the land, the Ethereal Horse gave him the original hand to start over on Romanian land, but with it he did one favor.

It is to have ourselves exaggerated in the Romanian capital of kings.

It is as much a country as it is called the Holmeer's hatred. If we find out that the Holmeer domestic is disturbed, we should go into some action, even if we don't suddenly attack. I asked him to make some money if it was a disincentive to the Holmeer country, but the unexpected results seemed to have popped up.

"I knew you weren't a merchant."

When Ethereal Horse confirmed again, Eladia nodded small.

"Yes. - First of all, your hands are different"

To Eladia's words, the Ethereal Horse looked down upon his own hand.

"Hands?"

"Yes. A hand is something that depends on the way the person lives. Between skin wrinkles and nails, for example, if you are a farmer, there will remain dirt that will not wash but will not fall off. If you are a bachelor, the skin on your finger that the pen hits is stiff and uplifting. But the man's hand was the hand of those who dealt with swords and spears."

Everyone nodded so much. But then ask him why he decided he was not just a soldier or a secret detective or something of a status, such as a general or an officer.

"The skin on the inner thigh was hardening."

Then Eladia replied so.

"If you're a merchant, you'll have thicker butt skins to sit on the wagon stand and the desk chair where you keep your books for a long time. But he had thicker inner thigh skin than that."

In this world where horse equipment is not yet developed, when riding, you must try to tighten the torso of the horse with both legs. As a result, the inner thigh in contact with the back of the horse is rubbed and the skin on that part becomes stiff.

Eladia asked Marcronis there.

"Even around here, are horses precious?

That alone convinced Marcronis that it would be.

If it's just the extent of riding a horse for travel, Marcronis can do it too. Except when it comes to running wild horses and confusing battlefields. That would be an impossible story if it had spanned the horse from an early age and that was not enough to ride the skin of the inner thigh thickening.

But when we are given precious horses from childhood, we say that they are limited to homes with nobility and other financial resources.

Eladia also raises the fact that Robnas did not understand the well-used hidden language of the merchants, while he knew the words quoted from the war books and tactical books that are also known around here.

"Later, I felt an unfalse hostility towards the Holmeer State. In light of them, is it not reasonable to assume that they belong to the Romanian State?

Everything Eladia said was convincing.

"Then I could read the man's aim. To fight with us when attacking Holmeer, we've come to explore the inside."

The Ethereal Horse agreed with this Gallum opinion.

"Enemy enemies are allies."

But thinking of Robnas' attitude, which he observed from behind, the Ethereal Horse flashed his face.

"But what bothers me is that guy's attitude. No matter how you look at us, you seem to be looking down on us."

"Me too, that's what bothered me." That's what I said, Shemr. "That's not the attitude of the guy who says he wants to help as a friend!

Robnas' dignified attitude seemed to have been handicapped by her proud seizures. Even though she is told to throw up, the Ethereal Horse shares the same opinion.

"Probably going to use us more than to fight together."

I suppose the idea is to say that we will use it for a positive move when attacking the Holmeer country, on such terms as to admit its liberation from slavery at best and give it a small territory.

"I think so, too. - The man was paranoid to say that he could only be a local lord, and that he was more amazing than that."

Eladia still had a gentle smile on her face, and although the tone was not absurd, she felt the horror that no one who was on the spot should touch anything.

"Perhaps it was the intention of the Romanian king to say that he would recognize him as a local lord if he came down to Romanian, and so he slipped his mouth?

The reading of Eladia was centered.

When negotiating, Robnas was carrying King Dordea's insistence that Romanian liberation from slavery should be granted, and that the city of Bornis and its suburbs should be recognized as a territory, as a condition to be presented to the Ethereal Horse.

"Then it would be better to say no. Wouldn't it be convenient for us if they and Holmea ate each other on their own?

Gallum's opinion was the best. Everyone else seems to share the same opinion.

But only the Ethereal Horse was different.

"I have an idea."

The Ethereal Horse tried to state his thoughts to everyone when he looked like an evil kid showing off his take-away prank.

Then a similar grin appeared on the faces of everyone who heard it.

"That's hilarious"

Eladia also laughs with couscous as she hides her licence elegantly again. Then I leaned my mouth in the ear of a pale horse and said:

"Dear Soma. I know just the right anecdote (when). How about this kind of story?