Levelmaker

"Time to get there, Castle Town"

The walls that would surround the large castle and its city approached enough to be visible by the eyes.

I initially imagined it to be fantastic and vivid, but it just seemed like it wasn't when I looked outside.

"No, you, do you have an ID?

"Ah... I don't have it..."

Uh, I knew you needed that.

I hit a big wall all of a sudden...... what do we do?

That's what I thought, but your man gave me some advice.

"Well... if you tell the gatekeepers you've lost your I.D., they'll let you issue your I.D. provisionally after the physical examination, so there's no problem."

"Oh, yeah, why su?"

Good.

But is it ok for the country to be so judged by Gabagaba? As for this one, it's convenient...

Probably something like being extra confident about the strength of your country.

Regardless, the gates of the castle town were almost upon us already.

"You have to issue your ID provisionally, don't you? Come down here for once."

"Yes, uh... thank you"

"No, this one would have died with the daughters behind it if it weren't for you... Thanks for your help. I'll give you the package at the carriage stop inside."

I got out of the carriage.

And the man waved his whip, and moved his horse, and went into the gate after he had spoken to the gate soldiers about something.

I'm going to the gate, too.

"Do you have an ID?

Yes, he was spoken to by a looking gate soldier who looked like he was doing a cheetah cosplay. What is this?

Ma..., leave that alone, I have to lie about losing my ID.

"Sorry, I lost it"

"Well, then we can issue it provisionally after the inspection... do we?

"Can you please?

"Okay, then come here."

As he followed the gate soldiers, he took out some kind of stick a short distance from the gate.

So he put the stick around me, and at the end of the day, he did a light body check.

"All right, you'll be fine. This is your provisional ID. Come and rebuild it properly in the bureau."

"Yes, thank you. What is that stick, by the way?

When I asked him that, he looked obviously surprised.

"You don't know this? Are you from the country?

"Yeah, well..."

"This is a magic item that reads only a little of the other person's thoughts. It's state-of-the-art, huh? See, countryman?"

"Oh, really?"

"Yes... you can go through the gate now"

I went back to the gate, presented the other gate soldier with the ID I had provisionally issued, and went inside the castle town.

The castle town... yes, it's like France... or Italy... I don't know, but it feels like that kind of atmospheric place has become more fantastic.

Especially that castle I saw from afar, which I think gives it a taste.

Looking over there, there was a guide board to the carriage stop.

On that street, head to the carriage stop where your man will be waiting.

Walked about 3 minutes away. You didn't walk more than I thought.

At the carriage stop, there was a carriage that I had given you a ride earlier, and you were there.

The man was getting out of the carriage and sprinkling the cigar.

"Oh, are you here?"

Noticed this way, he approached this way as he took the cigar off his mouth and said so with it in his hand.

"Yes."

"My employer is coming, just give me a few more minutes. You should buy him some goblins."

I decided to wait with you for your employer.

The girls in the carriage are blubbering, drooling, just bonkers, staring at this one.

No... is this man's employer a true slave trader? Assuming it's a bad character in comics and Lanobe Street, can I talk to Soitz without expressing my anger?

...... I don't know. I don't know, seriously.

It didn't wait that long, and soon the slave trader came.

What looks like is a golden thread, wrapped in luxurious clothes and hats with embroidery, and shoes that look obviously expensive too. And a ring with a large jewel attached to all fingers of the hand...

The merchant spoke to his lord.

"Ghohohoho, have the slaves been brought here safely? Fred."

Fred would be the name of this man.

"Yeah, in this carriage. Would you like to see it?

"Ghohohoho, let me do that"

Without worrying about me, the merchant walked to the carriage.

And when your man opened the back door of the carriage, the merchant seemed to have peered into it.

I'm standing next to a horse, so I can't see much from here.

"Ghohohoho, yeah, it's going to sell high again this time...... but... Is that the defective product you were contacted about?

"Eh... definitely"

Things about people, it's also called defective products.

I knew you didn't have a lot of character.

"Hey, defective product. Come out."

Yes, when the merchant called, one girl came out.

As far as I can tell from here... one dog-like ear is chopped a thousand times and the tip of a dog-like tail is unnaturally short.

And there is a weakness that seems to fall just a little on it. This one I'm looking at is spicier.

It feels like I haven't eaten anything in days.

"Gho... did you give this werewolf beast a proper meal while he was on the move? Fred, you're gonna die in a few days."

"Yes... but if I feed you, just for what I feed you, you throw up everything. I don't think I'm throwing up intentionally..."

"Ghohohoho... so... is everything I've been contacted for is true? I don't have a bad face, and there's a place out there... but other than that, he says it's no good.... It's not for sale. If I were to sell such a defective product, the name of the store would become obsolete. Well, what do we do?"

I'm not eating anything, I'm not throwing up on purpose... and I'm placed in an environment of excessive stress: slavery... suppose the only possible eating disorder?

I'm so worn out...... what the hell is going on with that kid?