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

Guided as the place where King Dwarf lives, it would be a better match to say a temple than a house.

It was such a building.

That was the kind of building to which the temples of the European region in the memory of previous life were associated, as much as I would have liked to have a commemorative photograph if I had a camera.

We'll be guided, but we'll go inside the building.

However, I decided to feel and listen to the strong discomfort in the absence of doors.

"Why is there no door in this building?

"It's to protect the inhabitants who can't fight. I've been instructed to get out of here at any time."

"... what if they can't fight outside right now and run in here and demons show up?

"... you'll be trapped"

He seemed to feel the danger.

"... and the king and his vicinity, and the king's soldiers?

"Those who are fighting in the present situation are the king's soldiers, and I am one of them.... the king must fight to the end."

Not so many people for the kingdom, or quite a few people in combat positions, I thought so.

"Let's think after we meet...... can you take me to the general public who was injured before that?

"... I'm in awe. This way."

I've decided to give priority to treating the wounded over where King Dwarf is waiting.

And there were a lot of injuries ahead of me when I moved...

Dwarves did not exist and there were many people and other races.

And his arms, chest, forehead, and neck were enslaved.

This is the slave of this world...... I think vaguely.

I guess having slaves who don't want to recover means they want to die like this, those slaves.

"... are all the slaves here?

"Yeah. It's all the first slaves on the front line I used to stop ant demons. These slaves can use magic, so when magic is restored, they will fight back to the front line."

"... some people seem badly injured? Wouldn't this make you lose too much blood to move properly?

"Right. But if it's enough to kill your own people, it's better if the slaves are killed."

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Mr. Randall, who answered that, is not wrong.

I'm sure I'll do the same thing, and I'll answer that if I'm in a different position.

Though I thought so, my body felt cold.

Two warm feelings on my back like that.

Lionel and Ketty would have stood by me if I had noticed.

"This is the general way we treat slaves."

It's a general idea.

That's what they were laughing at, but they looked sad somewhere.

Even if you don't, the fact that the two of them were on the side of dealing with slaves, even if you think about it in a position......

"I will treat them, but I want you to stop putting them right back on the front line. You'll be talking to King Dwarf after this, but the result is the possibility of using them as pawns"

"... I understand. Well, I'll accompany them, and they have a contract, so I can't get out of here. So there's no problem."

"Then heal quickly."

As I walked over to the slaves, the slaves, hailed as ordinary citizens, looked at me with a frightened face of despair. I put restorative magic on the slaves so they wouldn't worry about it.

Many men and women were deeply injured.

But the slaves seemed to think they could do some healing magic to block the wounds, and when I was done with the magic, everyone touched and tapped where they were injured over and over again to confirm.

When I thought I had cured everyone, I confirmed the slaves put to bed, who would be treated more highly than the other slaves.

"... what about this slave over here?

"I do remember he was a slave who could use healing magic"

... I suppose that's a complete church official?

"Since when are these people?

"Did the slave traders who bought Mr. Doran spread the word that slave traders have been coming here for almost a year now and that slaves who can use healing magic are precious..."

"... what's up? Because it's precious?

"King Dwarf's son has decided to buy"

"............... Really? All these people need is rest. So, what about the other injured? Are there no slaves of beasts who are slaves and cannot use magic?

"... not already there"

"... Really... So can you show us where King Dwarf is?

I clenched my fists and forced myself to create a smile and squeeze out my voice.

"Yes, sir"

Mr. Randall immediately moved as he watched this one in a frightened manner as to why.

The slaves have conveyed their thanks for knowing I was leaving the room.

But I walked out without responding to the words.

Lionel and Ketty spoke to me when I was walking on Mr. Randall's back.

"... Do I negotiate?

"If you're so angry, it'll be easy."

"... no, I'm fine. Can I just assume you were coming to crush the Dwarf kingdom?

"Yep. If you don't know the outside world, this happens... it's just typical"

"... I have a point to reflect on when it comes to the treatment of slaves."

"The past of the two is the past. And maybe I'm just unusual."

When I laughed powerlessly, I apparently arrived at a place that seemed like a sight away.

"This will be the room to pass in the event of a visitor. If the Grand Master were here, he'd be here."

When I opened the door, it was a weird situation there where for some reason Mr. Grand was protecting Keffin from the Dwarves.

"... What's this? Can you explain what that means?

"Dear Luciel,"

Keffin turns this way, kneeling up and bowing his head.

As usual, I wear a sword, but I didn't take a knife out.

Mr. Grand, who put Keffin behind him, whispered in an attempt to speak to this one.

"I'm asking you to explain what the hell is going on here?

"Because the slaves there didn't protect me, they're trying to set up moxibustion"

I spoke out without the way Areslay was going to be bad.

My anger was at its peak, but I open my mouth.

"So, who is King Dwarf?

"This is Dwarf country! How the Church belongs, you are not great."

Hear what Areslay has to say and tell everyone to go back to Rockford.

"... If there is no king of Dwarves, then I don't know the rest. Keffin, well endured. I'm leaving.... Mr. Grand, I didn't know there was going to be a day when I could let you down..."

I just turned my heel back and King Dwarf raised his voice.

"Wait, it's Rockwell, the king of my Dwarf"

"Everybody's leaving."

Allesley exclaims angry that I ignored King Dwarf's words and didn't change my attitude about leaving the room as it was.

"It's rude to insult your father, don't let them get away with it."

I gave instructions to Lionel and the others.

"Lionel, Ketty, Keffin. Enough. No, remind him of his strength"

"Ha."

It depends on how strong and sturdy the Dwarves are. Not everything is.

Dwarf's shield dissolves and blows away as Lionel waves the Great Sword of Fire.

Ketty pierces her limbs with a fine sword.

Keffin was apparently quite angry and cut off both arms as he emerged from behind Areslay.

It didn't take twenty seconds before it was all over.

"Dwarf kingdom...... shouldn't a country like this be crushed?

I told Rockwell to sit on the throne.

"Wait for me"

King Rockwell sat down from the throne.

"Please save this country"

"I am not a saint prince. Grow up your stupid son and who will help the king who can't stop the rampage?

I just came because Dolan and Mr. Grand asked me to do it this time.

Besides, you, the king of Dwarves, will be able to change the war situation if you go to the front. "

"I'm this old body, as you can see. I can't."

"If you were simulating with that robe, you would be. And you called me because you wanted a nickname to dispose of your son."

The area is surrounded by silence.

King Rockwell, who remained grounded, trembled and laughed luxuriously.

"Come on, hang on. I see, this is the guy who became an S-class healer... why did you notice he was making a assumption?

"Because Areslay cared about you. No, not just Areslay, but all the dwarves, including Mr. Grand."

"... well, that was unplugged"

"Well, good luck with the rest."

I was about to leave the door again and a dirt wall appeared. However, its dirt walls were cut apart by Lionel in a flash.

"No, no, that's where you don't normally feel like going home," King Rockwell spoke to us in a hurry.

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"I'm so sorry. I'm not gonna lie to you anymore, and if you're gonna help me, I'm gonna make a vow not to betray you."

"Maybe the Spirit can break his vows. And I believe the Dwarf kingdom, which sells fights to churches, can be crushed."

"... about what?

"Aren't there illegal slaves among the slaves?

"Do kings manage slaves, etc!" Though I think it's a medium hegemony, I'm a little upset, but I answer.

"... being able to cast healing magic in people is what you are in the Healers Guild. Of course, that's not strange when a healer becomes a slave. But only people at church headquarters are wearing robes."

"Explain it plainly."

"The St. Shroud's Society will not wage war except to be attacked. I've never heard of a war recently. Now, why do all five healers, who are supposed to be in church headquarters, keep letting them do their healing magic until they become slaves and run out of magic?

"Somebody say what you know."

The voice contained considerable anger.

The next person to speak up was Mr. Randall.

"Oh, I say in awe. A slave trader has been visiting us for about a year now and has been instructed to buy"

"To whom?

"Instructions for purchasing are from Dear Glios, Areslay both names and their supporters. But I heard that all the purchases of the slaves were made by the king on a budget..."

"What do you mean, Rockwell?" Mr. Grand asks, staring at King Rockwell.

"Grand, don't doubt me. Swear to the Spirit I'm innocent."

Well, it's true I didn't know.

It's just a brain muscle, Rockwell.

Slavers used slaves to brainwash them.

You can wind up a lot of manure surfaces and save him just this once.

There are still a few others out there, but we're gonna be in trouble without the Dwarves.

If we lose this place, Rockford will be in danger this time.

I knew that spirits take care of their families, such as hearing spirits here...

"What happens if I leave here?

Well, maybe Rockwell will survive, but the rest will be wiped out.

Rockwell's likely dead, too.

Then the basement collapses.

This time it's up to you.

Rockwell will pay for it.

Except for Rockwell, he's weaker than Luciel, please.

"Is this what King Rockwell and the rest of the Dwarves are hearing?

Yeah.

"There are five conditions for saving this country. The transfer of the designated slaves, the demon stone transfer of the demons we defeated, the loyalty to Rockwell as an individual not to betray me for the rest of my life, a thorough apology to his sons, and an apology to Doran."

When I heard that, the spirits disappeared.

Lionel and the three of them looked at this one with a suspicious face, but the Dwarves looked at this one with a stunned face.

"Gahh, this is hilarious. Fine. Instead, add some treatments for him."

"... fine. King Rockwell goes under my umbrella more than this. I swear to the Soil Spirit that I will do everything I can to sweep away the demons underground."

"As long as I lead the kingdom of Dwarf, let the Spirit of the earth swear to come under the umbrella of Lord Luciel"

Thus, we fought with the Dwarves and headed to fight the ants.