Invincible Saint ~Salaryman, the Path I Walk to Survive in This Other World~

A group of people wrapped around white robes coming out of Slam Street.

There's nothing unobtrusive about that outfit, and my men called out to the residents who were watching this one from a distance, listening around to where the slave traders were, and after a while, discovering the slave traders.

However, there were three slave traders in Yenis, and the first one was refused entry on the grounds that Mr. Sebastian refused. The second house was refused to be sold to us, who are related to the Healers Guild, whether Sherza turned her hand or not.

(Did they say no to the second case? Still, slavery is definitely an abomination, but in the novel it's classic to make friends here...)

I was comfortable thinking about it.

Later we arrived at the third slaver, but there was a filthy slaver, close to Slam Street.

"Everyone stay here and wait. I plan to buy slaves this time, but I plan to buy slaves who excel in force and workmanship"

I told my men that before entering the slave trade.

The store didn't smell that bad, but it didn't even feel clean.

"Are you glad this is a slaver?

"That's right, boy. It'll take at least five gold coins, but are you okay?

What came out was a werewolf beast with a humble grin. To be honest, I don't like this type, but if I can buy a slave, I can't help it at this time.

"Oh, I have the money. How much is the most expensive slave here?

"Ha? Well, fine. I have an elf with five white gold coins. Can you buy them?

A man who has no hesitation about exploring in this purse, he just stumbles through the poker face while stunned by this.

"... just confirmation of the price. If you have more elves than that, shouldn't you clean up the store a little bit?

"Huh? You're only cold? If you want to clean up the shop and get money in it, do it, but put your effort into it."

The man changed his attitude like he was wearing a shoulder watermark when it wasn't gold.

"Really? As a guest, I'd like to see slaves in a beautiful place, wouldn't you?

That's what I said, and I pinched the white gold coin in my finger and finger and let it out in front of the man.

"I knew you weren't a good place boy. Don't be surprised."

The man returns his hands completely to represent the sentiments of the beast man. His ears are pinned and his tail shakes.

"I want you to show me all the slaves in the store. And I'm going to clean up the store, so I just need you to deduct a little value for me."

The man jumped right at the suggestion and began guiding the store with a nigga face as he rubbed his hands.

It was to be shown in turn by the slaver man from the highest elf.

While I have a little doubt that there are no employees other than this slaver's man, I follow the man's guidance and look at the slaves as I flush them out because it was not the purpose of me to meet with the other clerks.

The slaves were kept in prison, men and women were on separate floors and other cells were separated at selling prices.

I was making sure that some of the slaves had missing limbs. Naturally I wanted to cure the deficiencies one by one, but I reconsidered that it would only please this slaver, gripping his fist hard and putting up with it.

The enslaved species began with the human race and were wide-ranging with Dwarves, Dragonuts, Elves and Beastmen.

Only thing that bothered me was that I was in such a state where the glow was lost from the eyes of most slaves.

I'm going to look at the slaves. Why did these people become slaves? I don't know how that happened, but I also didn't feel like intuitively buying a pricey elf that the man had been advancing.

"Why is there only despair in the eyes of the slaves here?

I was concerned about the lack of will in my eyes. Even Botakouri slaves never felt so desperate and black in the back of their eyes.

"That's because you're a slave, isn't it? You'll be in trouble."

That's how the slaver man replied.

"Right. Now show me the man's slave. I'll consider a few of you here."

The moment I told the slaver man so, I felt the signs of some slaves had changed, but now I've decided not to react to them.

"Come on. Here it is."

I don't know. Clarify me. I'm a little scared of this guy from earlier.

There were few male slaves.

I look at each and every slave as he is explained to the slave trader man.

I will hang the intimidation on each and every one of you who can know the guts that Master Brodo taught me.

One man has been frightened, one man has been intimidated.

I chose three slaves who seemed to have no problem purchasing.

"Dwarves without arms over here. The old man with his tendons cut off on both legs over there. And then I want to meet with a young man with dull hair. Tell me the price first."

Slaver men must be cheap because they look boring. I think so and listen to the man.

"Dwarves were originally pretty good, but the accident has caused both arms to be like this, so it's about five gold coins. I hear that old man was quite a samurai, too. I was just betrayed and cut off with a poisoned sword, so even if my life had nothing else, I wouldn't be able to stand any longer, so five gold coins. At the end of the day, this dirty hungry ghost seems to be a war slave, but you've been pushed from other countries. Still young, so maybe 20 gold coins."

I was particularly injured. If they were to heal with extra heels, I decided it would be the healer guild's best reinforcement force and decided to focus on their motivation.

The Pope said it was good to use when he decided he had to use extra heels, so he decided to want it for the interview, wondering when he would use it without using it in this reinforcement.

"Right. Then ask for an interview. Yeah, let me talk to you two one at a time if I can. I'm planning on buying a female slave too, so you're gonna let me accommodate you, right?

"Hehe. That's good, kid."

I'm supposed to have a meeting with the three of you.

The interview was just a room where the couch was placed face-to-face so that the table was sandwiched in about six tatami rooms.

The first one to come was a dwarf with no arms.

"Please sit down. Let me ask you a question first, so please answer without lying or lying. Before that, my name is Luciel, and I'm a S-Class Healer with the Healer Alliance. First of all, Mr. Dwarf, if your arm were to heal, could you do a carpentry job besides a blacksmith?

"Hmm. I'm a blacksmith who gave protection to the blacksmith god right after he was born. Although woodworking is also a necessary skill for blacksmiths, there's no way they won't work out! Who does the kid say things to?"

He's short, but with his arms, he's an awesome sword screen.

"Really?... Are you confident in your arms?

"Kid... are you licking me?

Oh, I thought this was a bad idea, and I decided to take another step.

"I'll change the way I say it. When your arms are healed, can you swear allegiance and begin to forge or modify your guild?

I speak with a proper look in my eyes.

"... if it's really going to heal... it has to be a bad environment"

After that, I couldn't even talk to him.

The next person to come in is an old man? It was.

"Let's just say we're in charge. I think you're pretty strong. I feel the same signs as my master."

I felt the haunting air of the old man changing.

"What does that have to do with anything?

"Yeah. I heard you were betrayed and cut off your tendons on both legs with a poisonous sword, but did you have any idea of that? Do you want that revenge again?

"Huh. Even if I want revenge, I can't resist the scratches of a country. I'm more concerned about the man who trained the healer that far than that."

Oh, I knew my master and his kind of smell would pump. Is this the smell of the strong? I feel something different.

"The master refers to two names as whirlwinds. Who the hell are you more than that? No, let's not do this prying yet. They can't stand without that leg healing and the poison they still have, can they?

"... right"

The belligerent atmosphere squeezes.

"When you can move again, can you pledge allegiance and protect us?

"... what am I supposed to do to my grandfather like this?

I felt the fire lit up again in my eyes as I began to lose power again.

"For the time being, it's a healer's guild and horse's escort in this city. Other than that, I think you should do combat training with me once in a while."

"... is that all?

Do you have a frightened face?

"Yeah. I've got other things on my mind, but for the moment I am"

"Pup, wahahahahaha. Interesting. If your wounds are healed and honest, I will call you Lord and swear allegiance."

"Well, expect that to happen"

Thus the appearance of a man who was an old man was regaining vitality at once, making his age illegible. I was even wondering if Dr. Hao Luck would have made it so that I would be turned down by other slavers to meet him.

And at the end of the day, I was supposed to meet with a young man about my age.

"Why are you a slave?

"I am the son of a nobleman who lost his war with the Empire and lost his territory"

There was a strong light in my eyes. Could he have flown from the Kingdom of Ruburg?

"Right. So what do you want to do? I know you probably want revenge, but I'm not gonna let you do it."

All he has to do is stare at this one.

"If you want to come with me and protect the Healer Guild, even slaves will take care of it. I just want you to come with me if you can live to protect your guild, but if you can't do that, someone else will have to buy you and look for a way to get revenge."

I don't force him because I'm safety first, and I don't want to buy any extra grudges, so I entrusted everything to him. The youth thinks with a dark face.

"... how long is the term of the slave?

He's been asking it to squeeze it out.

I had no choice but to remain silent, not knowing what to answer that question. I had to point the vector at rebuilding the guild, but I couldn't afford to think about it. And I couldn't lie to his serious eyes.

We remained silent with each other for a while. And I decided to answer.

"I honestly don't think about releasing you immediately. First rebuild the Healer Guild and build the Healing Home in this city. I don't know how long that'll take, and I don't know if I can release it afterwards."

I was worried, but the truth is, there are no conditions for liberation other than debt slavery and illegal slavery. For that reason, he would not normally be released as a war slave.

"Oh, no."

He grabbed his fist hard and drooled his head.

That concludes the interview with the three male slaves.