Kuro no Maou

The 13th of the month of fresh water.

A large two-headed carriage was on its way to Farren's border inspection, rocking the gatagotto and the carriage.

"Stop there"

The carriage stops immediately as instructed by the Dark Elf guards. About three soldiers approach the carriage.

Pass, please.

"There you go, 'Baxter General'."

The man who acts as the owner of the carriage has the appearance of a person with no scratches on his face. Looking troublesome, I gave him the pass he gave to the soldier and a piece of paperwork on the set.

"... a slave trader"

"You don't have to look like that. I'm not doing this in business either."

Slavery has long been forbidden in Farren by the doctrine of the Spirit Faith. The Dark Elf soldier, when he found out he was a slave trader, would have blatantly flaunted his face, a legitimate reaction from the Pharens.

But the prohibition of slavery is only a code and a law within one's own country. Slave trafficking between other countries and the transport of goods only means that allowing them to pass through Farren territory is permitted in trade agreements with neighbouring countries such as Sparda.

Therefore, even abominable slave traders can enter and leave the country with formal permission.

Let me check the load.

"Hurry up, will you? Here, you're in a hurry. 'Cause they're carrying catfish."

To the inferior things, the soldiers of the dark elves, though not calm in their hearts, solemnly perform their duties.

I opened the door behind the carriage and checked the luggage I was carrying, that is, the slaves.

"... a child"

Inside, there were about ten anxiously leaning, dark looking children sitting. The interior of the carriage is packed with box-shaped luggage even though this is still in the empty space, which is a cramped condition that is not very comfortable.

Even, poor slave. That, too, would bother me a lot if I were to be all those kids who are not even at this age...... if they asked me for help in tears.

With that feeling in mind, the luggage inspection was cut up early and the clearance went down.

"Come through."

"Yes, thank you."

Thus, the Dark Elf soldier dropped off the carriage of slaves filled with pathetic children with a sinister face.

Then, in half an hour.

"Hey! I can just lose you, Death, you geez!

Don, was kicked as hard as he thought, and the face wound man of the slave trader fell off the back of his horse.

"Gu, shit... the kids..."

"If you lick it, you'll lose your life in the corner."

Grunting, groaning, the man wiped the mud on his face stood up and looked up at the two girls plunging on the carriage.

A white girl with short blonde hair and bouncing hair like a dog's ear, Leki.

At first glance, the man already knows that he only seems like a bright, energetic girl, but boasts superhuman powers enough to buzz off a horseman with one punch.

Long wavy silver hair, brown-skinned girl like a dark elf, Ursula.

At first glance, the man already knows that he is a terrible sorcerer who only seems to be a dear physical quiet girl but manipulates the magic of a white misty mystery to instantly turn a human into a bone.

These two were quick, incoming merchandise, just before they left Sparda. An unfamiliar, unknown kid who came out to the capital admiring adventurers from the d countryside. But they are both lovely girls of a different charm, so invisible to you. Take it. But when it was worth it, this long run also showed at a glance.

And the rebellion broke out that evening when we added Leki and Ursula and left.

Suddenly, a tightly closed carriage door blew up. It's even reinforced with iron, a door with special specifications for locking up slaves.

And the man saw hell.

Mercenaries of veterans, who dealt with only two girls and had considerable strength as escorts, were almost unilaterally ravaged.

By the time I realized, I only had one more left.

"Hmm, anyway, you guys are already sold slaves. I thought I could get away from the Baxter meeting."

"Fuck!"

A stone colo thrown by Leki collapsed on his back and passed out as it was when it hit the man's head clean.

Thus, leaving the fainted man on the side of the road, Gatagotto and the carriage leave for now.

"... so what are we going to do now?

The man turned into a leki capable of horseback riding, and to Ursula, who remained in the car, Cruz, the oldest boy of slavery, asked anxiously everywhere.

"First of all, we've crossed the border, so there's no immediate chase."

"But that man, and some other mercenaries who fled, will soon be known to the Baxter General Assembly that we have fled."

"I'm sorry I couldn't finish them all off."

"Don't be scared..."

The mercenaries had enough power to wipe out Leki and Ursula at their leisure, but were accustomed to rough things on the boulders, seen as unfavourable, and fled to scale. Originally, the two of them on horseback didn't have enough legs to chase, allowing about half of them to escape.

Surviving facial wound men were escorted so far without killing them on that spot because it was necessary to enter Farren smoothly. Once in the country, it has already been used.

Killing is safer, but without the momentum of battle, neither Leki nor Ursula is used to killing people so plainly. Besides, I didn't really want to kill them before I had the little ones.

"Sure, there's a chase in there, no doubt about it."

The Baxter General Assembly, which took them both, is a leading slave trader, famous for its central group of metropolitan states, based in Avalon.

Occupational patterns of slave trafficking, sometimes dyeing hands at these illegal activities, are ostensibly publicly recognised activities. By using Serene shipping, we can buy and sell large quantities of slaves. Leki and Ursula would also have been transported to some port and sold to a distant exotic if they had remained captured.

However, he was also in possession of a convenient laissez-passer that made it easy for him to enter Farren because he was large enough to operate across a large number of countries.

"Farren doesn't have a lot of activity, but... he could do enough to find a fugitive slave."

"Don't ever call me a slave again"

"Eh."

"Me, Leki, Cruz, I won't allow everyone here to be called slaves. We're free."

Ursula pointing her mouth in a grumpy manner makes Cruz dodgy.

Cruz, including himself, all the children here are formal slaves sold under financial circumstances. Some children have been sold directly from their parents, and as unaccompanied orphans, some will have been forced to sell them to reduce their mouths from orphanages and villages.

None other than Cruz, 14, who will be adult in a year, all around the age of ten. At that young age, how many children really understand the existence of slavery? Or even Cruz, as if he didn't understand.

Somehow, it's the same vague anxiety that a painful future awaits. And even though I felt it, it was the same thing that I had given up on my own predicament of being sold as a slave.

"We are not slaves. So now I'm just running away from the bad guys."

"Oh, well... yeah, right... thanks"

"Why are you thanking me? It doesn't make sense."

I didn't feel like explaining my feelings to Ursula, who leans her neck seriously.

It would be impeccable to explain in words, such as how it felt to be saved by that one word that I said grandly that I was not a slave.

"Still, we're all sold, so we're not even going back to our hometown."

"That's the same for me and Leki. I'm not going home."

"When that happens, we have to live on our own..."

"We'll figure it out for a while. Because I have money."

All the gold coins given by Chloe had been wound up, the two men, who had been groomed with sleeping pills. All that remains is the monastic clothes that were worn.

But now that I've kicked the mercenary of the escort, I have all the luggage in my possession, including this carriage. The boulders were the only major slave traders, possessions were pretty good stuff, expensive magic equipment (magic items), etc. If about ten kids are just going to eat, I have the amount to hold for a while, on hand.

"But with a chaser, it's hard to settle down somewhere."

For the slave traders, the outbreak of fugitive slavery is an issue that must be stopped at all costs. It involves not only losses as a commodity, but also issues of credit, such as control systems.

Furthermore, the public recognition of the existence of slaves also means that slaves are the property of their owners. It is also legally unacceptable to cause this to be unduly lost.

Just because a woman you like has become a slave, taking her away without paying the price is not justice, just criminal activity. I stole other people's property, I am a thief.

Therefore, searches such as fugitive slaves may be carried out by the Knights of the Country in some cases, or at least enough work is done to turn the information around and contact the owner if seen.

In other words, fugitive slaves find it difficult to live in a city with the eyes of the Knights and the Gendarmerie waving major players.

"We're going to be on the run for a while. So we need to be ready for that."

"Even so... what are you going to do?

"So now it's time to be an adventurer"

It bewildered the Cruz boy to ask Ursula, who snorts roughly, what he means by "this time".

"Whoa, this is the guild card, Death!

Leki's heavenly iron guild card sparkles with sunlight.

Earlier, it was an Alliance card showing Rank 1, which had just been issued in Farren's Adventurer Alliance.

The class is labeled 'Warrior'.

"I'm finally an adventurer... it's been a long way"

Ursula also looked smudgingly at the guild card in her hand.

The class is labeled 'Mage'.

"Hey, why even me..."

And, with a bewildered face, Cruz sees his guild card.

The class is' healer '.

"If healing magic (heel) is available, healer Death."

"A healer is fundamental to an adventurer's party."

"No, really, I can only use 'micro healing (lesser heels)', and I have absolutely no magic, and I can't fight in the first place!

Cruz was seriously complaining about his helplessness against the two likely to storm straight into the nearest dungeon.

The power of Leki and Ursula is unusual, having easily kicked the mercenaries of the slave traders. Two people with special abilities, or who are granted protection, can tell in one shot even the child's cruz if you look at that battle. I only have a feeling that they'll swing at those two, such as themselves doing adventurers together that don't have any special powers.

"You don't have to worry about that. Because Cruz is here."

"I'm not going to wack a poor boy like this, Dace"

Bang, and Leki slapping me in the back is plain painful. But her familiarity was also embarrassing.

"Battle is what the Lekies do!

"Cruz's role is to protect the basics."

"I feel sorry for you as a man, but I'll let you."

Slightly frustrating cruz. I'm not sure I can keep up no matter how hard I try, such as in the battle between the two of us.

It is also an indisputable fact that, although he is a helpless boy, he is the oldest of his current members. Therefore, it was only natural to take care of the other children first and foremost in the role of Cruz, the oldest.

But in a situation like this, only small children and other people get in the way.

Somewhere appropriate, whatever, leave it in the carriage parked in front of the Adventurer's Guild like this and just escape.

Leki and Ursula are undoubtedly independent as adventurers and strong enough to become immediate. You just happen to be put in the same carriage, you can leave someone else's child in red and go anywhere for both of us.

Even for Cruz, there is reading and writing computation and some learning, as well as a single magic technique called 'Micro Recovery (Lesser Heels)'. Somehow, I have enough skill to live alone.

I don't even get caught by a chaser because I suck at taking care of these kids. If all the fleeing slave children remain together, they stand out far more than fleeing to pieces. The risk of discovery is also exceptionally high.

Given their safety, it would be best to abandon the children - but neither Leki nor Ursula ever put it in their mouths.

First of all, I haven't even noticed how to do that, so naturally it's an attitude to take care of them.

We still met for a few days, but Cruz felt that Leki, anyway, was a pretty smart kid. So you haven't noticed the best way, oh, my God, it can't be.

So I'm sure this is the will, the will and the justice of both of us.

With all that guessing, Cruz couldn't have said, "It's safer to abandon the kids," etc. When I said it, I could easily imagine two people half-killing me on the spot.

Either way, as Cruz, we were together on the road from Ortencia far away, and along the way we had some encouragement, and it's not sneaky to abandon the children we've known enough to remember everyone's name. Cruz honestly appreciates the fact that he didn't have to make a ruthless choice, and the fact that he has just enough power to manage to do it even with all the kids.

"So, what do we do next? I wonder if I'll take a quest like this."

"Once you have everything you need for your journey, this town will be leaving soon. You'll soon find out that we stopped by."

I'm taking the slaver's carriage as it is, so I basically have everything I need to travel. But I don't know how far I'm going to go from now on, and I'm sure the outrageous escape will continue. I want to make sure my ten children are ready to travel.

Plus, there are extra weapons and protective gear that I stripped from the mercenaries I defeated. I just want to sell off the stuff I don't want, and I want less baggage and gold (clan) too.

"But when the monsters come out on the way, you defeat them for free and make money, Death!

If you have to, hunting monsters to earn money is also your strength as an adventurer.

"Yeah, with you two on, I feel fine."

"Phew, I'll leave you to the Lekies, Death!

"We're all gonna get away with this."

That's how the children's journey began.

The 16th of the month of fresh water.

A large two-headed carriage rocks Gatagotto and a carriage of carriages as they travel down the streets of Farren. The streets laid to penetrate the depressed and lush woods are a beautiful and quiet space, illuminated by gentle wood leakage days.

"Oi, wait!

But the stillness of the air is changed by the fierce fury and the confusion of the horses. Russia, wrapped up in swordswallowing signs.

"Go, stop the carriage!

"Enclose, enclose!

By dozens of cavalry, which has driven the streets vigorously, the carriage that was moving slowly is quickly surrounded and blocked from its way. By the forceful obstruction of the road, the carriage had nothing more to offer than to stop its steps.

"Hehe, we finally caught up, kids"

You think you can get away from the Baxter convention?

"Get the fuck out of here!

Towards a stopped carriage, their identity in a rage is, of course, the chase of fugitive slave captivity, dispatched by the major slave trader 'Baxter General Assembly'.

At the beginning of it stood a man with a scratch on his face, used for Farren's entry into the country. Being made good by a slave child, as his mercenary, his pride as a fighting man is probably badly hurt. The eyes of the man staring at the carriage gleam with killing intent and hatred.

"Olah, come out, kid. Oh! Kill me!

A scream of anger that could kill you, without really thinking about it later.

As if to respond to it, Gii, and the carriage door was opened - at that moment.

"Erase it -" White Stream Gun (White Brace) ""

A white tornado was unleashed.

It seemed like the advanced attack magic of the wind attribute, The Great Storm Sword Dance (Yale Force Blast), but it had even more vicious powers than chopping it with countless wind blades to dance with.

"Absorption (Drain)". The effect of absorbing any magic power, if its output is strengthened, instantly takes root of life and turns the target into a bone.

Converging its power and unleashing it in one piece, the White Stream Cannon (White Brace) is Ursula's Special Attack. Boasting ten metres in length, it is powerful enough to destroy a large Gratney Octo adult in a single blow.

A girl named Ursula exercises white misty absorption magic, a facial wound man who experienced the first revolt was aware. So while I was burning in anger, I was on guard.

To be able to guard, this time I brought in three magicians, who themselves are dressed in protective gear specializing in magical defenses.

But he was completely misguided. The previous battle fold, Ursula said, did not give half of the power he could have.

As a result, the horses on the street, the beautifully whitened remains rolled apart.

From right to left, he was on the ray of the White Stream Cannon (White Brace), which was released as a big bang, and there is no one safe.

The only survivors were a few mercenaries, who were turning forward to stop the carriage.

"What, huh? What the hell is that..."

"Mi, they're all gone... Oi, I didn't hear you, I can't believe he's such a jerk -"

In less than ten seconds, the mercenaries saw a state of devastation.

"Hey, this time, I won't let one get away with it, Dace!!

And sooner than they escaped, a great sword in their right hand, a great axe in their left hand, a Barbatose beast would strike.

"Hoo, good job Summer, Death!

"I'm tired of shooting White Cannon."

Leki and Ursula, wiped out by the tail, rejoice innocently, as usual.

"Wow... really, I'm wiped out..."

Until the battle was over, Cruz, who had grown up with the children in the carriage, was terrified to see what was going on outside. I had intended to know the strength of the two, but the sight of a single screen of dozens of mercenaries was unimaginable.

"The bad guys are the Death the Lekies defeated! Come on, we're all gonna peel it off, Death!

"I'll take your roots."

I'm not just overprotective with the kids. Have them do what they can, even if they're little kids. Help, no, this is a fine job, necessary to live.

"Wow, ho, bones..."

"Is it a bone haunt?

"I know, it's called Skeleton."

The children were surprised and followed by a mercenary turned into a beautiful white bone corpse by the White Cannon.

"Hey, hey, this is just a bonebone bone bone, there's nothing to be afraid of, Death."

"This bone thing, it's gonna be money, it's gonna be a delicious meal of the day."

So let's all strip them off quickly, and Leki and Ursula are leading the kids.

"Ha... well, then I don't know which one is the bad guy"

It is any evil deed to plainly take the golden-eyed thing away from the corpse.

But with a smile that seemed fun with the children, Leki and Ursula appeared to be adorable angels, painted on the murals of the monastery they once took care of, peeling off their skeleton gear.