Heavenly Castle

Leticia told me, the man got completely quiet. It's probably because of my mind that I look frightened as I sweat cold.

"So how many extremists are after nobility?

When asked so, the man opened his mouth softly as he watched Leticia check for a flicker.

"There are more than eighty... no, there are..."

To rephrase, Leticia smiled satisfactorily. Don't get cold in your spine for some reason.

"Less than a hundred people? You're reckless in dealing with nobles."

When Aifa shrugged so, the man sharply pointed his eyes.

"... we are a gathering of former slaves and their families. Eighty men are the only ones who can fight, and there will be more than two hundred collaborators."

"It doesn't change where eighty is two hundred. I'm done with that. I'm just gonna get smashed."

"What do you know... Huh!? If we take action quickly, the treatment of slaves will remain the same..."

He was a man who was about to get hot, but when Leticia glanced at him, he grew old enough for the fire to go out.

I snort at that figure, and Aifa looks at me.

"... what does Lord Tyki think"

When Aifa said so, everyone's eyes turned to this side at once. I was heartily surprised because I was suddenly told the story, but I tried and pretended to be calm and nodded.

"... Well, that would be difficult. Besides, I think the ultimate goal is vague. If you have someone you want revenge on, and you want to do something about that other person, you might still be able to figure it out, but you want to do something about all the nobles, you want to change the way you treat slaves... I don't know if it's a little too fluffy. I think we should set some more goals."

"Fluffy?"

Eira leaned her neck, so she replies, laughing vaguely.

"Right. For example, if you want revenge on nobility, squeeze the target and find out what kind of life the subject is living. It's time to go out."

"It really is. We hear that gathering information and timing and securing a location is fundamental to the assassination."

For some reason Yuri nodded convinced, but the content had been tampered with by the story of the assassination. I just keep talking about it without putting a scratch on it because I'm scared.

"... later on about the treatment of slaves. But if ex-slaves were to have killed nobles, those bad nobles would, on the contrary, make slaves their enemies. So you better think of another measure. Will it change the law, or will it reduce the number of people who become slaves other than criminal slaves? There will be a lot of things."

Saying so and roaring, the man looked at this one with his eyes round.

"Oh, you really think about slaves like us... as human beings..."

"Well, even slaves are no stranger to humans, are they? Conversely, nobility or king is a human being. You were just born different, and if you were born royal, you would have studied imperialism and the best disciplines in that country, and learned swords, equestrianism, and hence how to stand and behave as royalty."

I accidentally expressed my opinion in a peppery and great way, but the man listened to me in silence, muttering and reciting my words over and over again.

"... kings, nobles, slaves, the same people as me..."

I look at the guy who keeps whining about bumps, and the word comes to my mind, was it awkward?

Knowledge can get in the way in a class society where a life is determined in these born positions.

His Highness, who culminates in the royal nobility and follows it, is recognized as the more blind, the more loyal and thick he is. And it would be best if those at the bottom did not question that inequality and just continued to be exploited.

If I were to put it in a feudalist way, my statement would give extra knowledge to the lowest being: slavery. If you do poorly, you may create a cut that will pervade some of the ideas I have spoken of and start a rebellion against the aristocratic society.

I'm stunned by the evidence, by Leticia, Yuri and even Eira, who heard my words. Aifa doesn't seem very surprised, but she's probably unfamiliar with the aristocratic society because she's an elf, a forest people.

If my words caused a massive rebellion or something, many people, for better or worse, would die. It would be difficult if that happened.

As he watched in horror, the man shrugged something as he leaned down.

The man has been rebelling against my words for a while, but he looks up and opens his mouth.

"... people like you, no, I've never seen anyone like Mr. Tyke. You might be able to help us... if you like, meet my people?

That's what the man says and waits for a response.

Oh, you're meeting the resistance?

Or a Partisan?

No, I don't care about that, but I was just trying to figure out a misunderstanding, and for some reason, it suddenly stinks.

"... by the way, where's your buddy?

Somehow mouth the question in search of an incentive to stray from the story.

"Oh! You're going to cooperate! We have our base in the city, behind the slave market alley! Neither do they think the escaped slaves are behind the slave market. It's a hole. Besides, there's a way out right around the corner, so it's actually easy to get out of the King's Capital. Some of the stone walls are ready to be removed and you never usually know. Oh, yeah. My name is Richter. Thank you, Master Tyke!

But after just one word of questioning, Richt talked to Bella Bella about his most important confidentiality.

It makes me want to hold my head by accident, but I manage to open my mouth with it.

"Why are you talking so easily when you haven't told me to cooperate yet..."

Saying so as to groan, Richter takes the lead with a sunny face.

"I fell in love with the size of Lord Tyke's vessel! If you treat us like human beings, I can trust you!

I have a problem with being assured.

"... ha. The ship you boarded, huh? Either way, it's true that I had a few thoughts about the treatment of slaves."

I exhaled deeply and groaned.