Legend

I guess I got comfortable with bread and soup. The beast woman relieves herself somewhat of her guard from the ray, which, by some means, gave her some pretty luxurious food: soup full of freshly baked soft bread and vegetables as well.

Still, I guess it's not entirely because of the depth of caution a woman is supposed to have.

"Wow, I get it. I'm Sharia. As you can see, Wolf Beast Man."

Sharia boasted of her breasts, which were a little above average size, but her clothes were dirty with things like dirt and dust, not very much but not what she could boast about.

(Wolf.... glad you don't talk about dog beasts)

Ray hears that it is the Wolf Beastman woman in front of him and praises herself for not saying she was a dog beastman when she first saw the ear growing from the top of the woman's head.

"Right, Sharia. I'm Ray. So... I wonder what to ask from. In the first place, why are you hiding here? Seeing that outfit, you came here as a whore, didn't you?

By Jaya's hand, Ray doesn't do anything to make it stink, even though he decides he would definitely have been brought here by force.

Because maybe he really came here because he wanted to be a whore from himself.

Of course, I'm pretty sure there's more to this than hiding.

(How does it work?

Sharia opens her mouth with anger in her eyes as such Ray watches.

"I'm not kidding! Why do you have to be forced to bring me here and be held by a man you don't even like!

Sharia screams that she can't stand Ray's words.

I look at Sharia like that, and I nod so much that Ray does too.

Apparently, that's what Ray was looking for, and that's what he understood when Jaya forcibly brought him here.

First of all, what to ask from… Though I think so, Ray remembers the first thing to ask.

"Aside from you, I'm sure there are others who were forced to bring you here, but for that matter, why are the others happy with the life of a whore?

"That's... probably because of this"

With that said, Sharia offered you one collar.

Beautifully decorated, but Ray could have guessed that was the collar of a slave.

But at the same time, I doubt it.

If, for example, you were to stand there using a slave collar and give an order to bring something, that would normally be possible.

But, for example, live as a whore to a woman who hates you... even if you give such an order, it is only natural that there are many things that cannot be done, and that do not bind your actions.

Not to mention, from what Ray saw, the whores all seemed to work as whores, hoping from themselves.

Even less, Ray could not believe that such imitation could be done with so many mass-produced collars of slaves.

"What, you think I'm lying?

"No, I don't think so. In fact, I'm supposed to come to Labourina because Jaya's men were trying to take people away from the city where I live."

"... are you here to help someone who's been taken away?

Yes, I ask Ray. Sharia's eyes have a color that she seems envious of.

Even if Sharia was taken away, I guess no one came to help.

Or it's possible that even if I wanted to help, I didn't know who did this...

"No, I should say I'm lucky I'm unhappy, or I succeeded in helping out before they took me away. I came here to put my hands on Gilm."

"What's a gilm... that gilm!?

Did Sharia also know the name of Gilm, or show surprise at the word Gilm out of Ray's mouth.

"I don't know what that guild is, but if it means a guild in a borderline city in the kingdom of Mireana, you're right in that guild"

"Gilm... Gilm... Lie..."

I guess the word Gilm had a strong impact on Sharia.

I just don't even realize that I dropped the bread in my hand on the ground, and I repeat the word gilm.

Ray is naturally surprised at how Sharia is doing.

No, the name of the city Gilm is very famous, so knowing it is not that strange in itself.

But still, it was totally unexpected to be surprised so far just to hear the word Guild.

"Take it easy. Here, take this. Drink it."

I just drank the soup, but for now I give you the fruit water I took from the mysteries, including what it means to calm Sharia down.

Fruit water received from Ray… Sharia instantly returns to me when she realizes that the glass containing exactly that fruit water is cold.

I had such doubts about when I received this cup, Sharia, but its coolness was very appealing only in this season that I deserved to call it a tropical night.

As such, Sharia, who drank almost instinctively cold fruit water, must have finally settled down. Exhale small.

Ray confirms it, opens his mouth again.

"Well, it's nice to know that I'm from Gilm and that Jaya's guys are hanging a little on Gilm, so I'm here to put that drop on...?

"Huh? Oh, yeah.... I wonder what Jaya's people did to imitate Gilm."

Gilm was a city ruled by a neutral central figure, Dusker, whose men and adventurers were all elite.

Not to mention I hear there are many adventurers with aliases in the Guild, starting with deep red and thunderous god axes.

I was wondering if Jaya, who is only the organization behind the country, was lost in blood in such a place. Sharia has such thoughts.

... Actually, Ray in front of Sharia is the Ray with the Deep Red alias, but it's not the Death Size synonymous with Deep Red or the dusk spear that has recently become famous, and nowadays without a partner named Seto, I guess Sharia can't help but notice it.

I'm removing bread, soup, and fruit water from the mysteries, so if I noticed the area, it might have been a different story.

"I don't know if Sharia knows, but in Gilm, there is now additional construction going on. There are a lot of people gathered for work. Instead of being adventurers and craftsmen, that could be with the average person looking for a day job. Ajas...... I guess the guy who belonged to Jaya figured that out too"

"Oh, I see. If you've lived there for a long time, suddenly disappearing will make a scene, but disappearing someone who's just come won't make that much noise...?

"Correct. For that reason, I guess Gilm was a great hunting ground for Ajas. In fact, it was from another matter that I noticed. If it weren't for one thing, I probably wouldn't have noticed."

With that in mind, it is also Ray's expectation that even if it took time, the intelligence forces would have been able to spot Ajas' plans.

At first, intelligence forces didn't even think Ajas was suspicious.

I don't know what this would have been like if it had been normal... but given the number of people gathered in the current guilds, I guess that would have been irrelevant.

Of course, Ajas must have been after it, too.

But what would have been unlucky for Ajas was that he had someone who was targeting him as a family vendetta.

From there, the potato spray revealed its plan, and it ended up losing its life.

"Anyway, that's what my situation looks like. So, can I ask you something about Sharia?

"... yeah"

To Ray's words, Sharia nods hesitantly.

I guess that's what I thought, that there's no way I'm not going to tell you the circumstances, either, more than I heard the circumstances from Ray.

Not to mention that I'm not trying to hold myself as a whore in front of Sharia, so I have no one else to ask for any more help.

"What do you want to hear from?

"Right, I knew this was what bothered me the most, but you said earlier that because of that collar, the guy they brought in was acting as a whore from himself"

"... yeah. I wonder what to say when I'm wearing this collar. A whore is a wonderful profession, born to be worthy of his own life, a whore... that's what I think."

Ray is surprised by the explanation coming out of Sharia's mouth.

Naturally, there is no such effect as can be said to be brainwashing on the collar of a commonly used slave.

If Sharia's words were true, you could already say that's not a collar of slaves, but another magic item.

(What's happening? How many jars have a wealth of magic items... isn't this a little too much to do?

Ray opens his mouth as he turns his gaze again on Sharia's collar… precisely on its wreckage.

"If you don't mind, could you lend it to me for a second?

On the hand offered, Sharia gives the collar, with a slight hesitation.

For Sharia, that collar is a symbol of hatred that was tying her actions, as well as a proof of what… is happening here.

In other words, it should also be considered evidence of harm to the person who caused you to see yourself like this.

That's why I had it without throwing it away, even if it was an abominable magic item that imitated bending my will.

He asked me to lend him that, and it would be natural for him to hesitate.

Most of all, I hesitated for only a moment.

In the first place, even if I have this magic item at present, it doesn't do me any good… On the contrary, it's not hard to imagine what would happen if the Jayans found me.

... I guess it was lucky for Sharia that the lord of the whorehouse who had entrusted Sharia had not yet informed her that Sharia was no longer up there to hide her faults.

"... as far as this goes, it doesn't seem to have such complex performance though. Well, you can't guess what it looks like with a magic item."

Ray squeaks as he looks at the collar he's been given.

I understood that Ray had difficulty grasping its performance with the look of a magic item because it actually uses a variety of magic items.

"Out of the way!"

Sharia tries to raise her voice reflexively when she feels she can't believe her explanation for Ray's words.

But before that, Ray nods back knowing.

"I told you I can't guess what this looks like. … However, if you have such a magic item, I think that's what you can do besides make money as a whore."

Even if Ray simply came up with it, soldiers, craftsmen, agriculture... doing any of it has a lot of difficulty.

To keep it from stopping along the way, I was born for it... and if I can make you assume that, there will be no magic items that will be so useful to the powerful.

And yet why...?

I was Ray with that doubt, but there's no way Sharia knew that.

"Anyway, I think we should look into this... unfortunately, I don't know anyone here who knows much about it"

If it's a gilm, I know someone who can be entrusted with the neighborhood, but the Labourina country equals the enemy country to Ray.

In addition, it can never be said that the level of alchemy, etc. is high in small countries.

Taking it to a bad opponent doesn't figure out the effect of the collar...... on the contrary, it could even snitch on Jaya.

(If it's a marina... you know what it is?

Even if you can use magic items such as Elaine, Vihella, and Bühne, you won't be able to imitate detailed structures or surveys of their performance.

That naturally is the same for Ray, and the only possibility was a marina that lived for a long time.

Though it felt almost useless.

"What do we do? Do I keep this or does Sharia have it? Honestly, I don't think either of them will change much in terms of clarifying performance. But in terms of safety, I'd rather have it. But you and I just met. I find it hard to trust and trust. So you decide."

Sharia gives a little thought to Ray's words saying so... and eventually nods.

"Okay. I'll leave this with Ray. I'm just not saying every day instead, but why don't you bring me some food once every few days? Because in my current situation, it's hard to get food or water."

Ray nodded at the suggestion, surprised by Sharia's unexpected and light belief in herself.