Trade unions refer to cities in the south of this continent.

There are no large countries in the south of this continent, each city having its own autonomy, each governed independently.

"Does that mean there is no king?

On the way to Zenobia, Satti asks.

"Exactly. Also known as the Trade Union is a country of merchants."

"You have a country without a king. Does that mean you're not even noble?

Satie seems to be in shock.

For many years she was a slave to nobility in a city called Arsenum.

I guess you can't even imagine a country without a king, a country without nobility, etc.

"A trade union is a union of cities, not countries. As its name suggests, it thrives on commerce. I guess the Federation of Trade Unions is partitioning most of the crops and spices that are unique to the South."

"Does that mean that pepper, cinnamon, etc. also come from the Trade Union?"

"Exactly."

"I see, I'm suddenly getting close"

I think I understood it when it came to the subject of good cooking.

"The Trade Union takes advantage of its warm climate to create crops that cannot be taken in the North. Northern humans sell their crafts and resources in return. That's how we make money trading."

Regardless, it doesn't sell directly to the Demon King Army.

The Trade Union, although not participating in the 'League of Kings', was nevertheless not even rowing enough to sell anything directly to the Demon King's Army.

You think if the Demon King's army dominates the world like this, their position will be jeopardized.

The Trade Union is a country of merchants, that much can be calculated.

I have protected only the last line in the land of merchants.

Now, I'm going to tell the most insistent of the merchants,

"Deal directly with the Demon King's Army."

I have to offer.

"Can you do that?

Poop, and leak.

It is impossible if you think calmly.

The Trade Union is not participating in this Alliance of Kings.

The reason is that we do not have an ancient covenant and that we are unfriendly with Rosalia, a participant in the Alliance of Kings. That and the Trade Union is not a 'country', but a union of cities. I am not obliged to participate.

But that's why, when it comes to abandoning the Alliance of Kings in distress, it's not.

Looks like they're giving aid back there.

They offer crops free of charge, or cheap, and are responsible for one wing of the King's Alliance barracks.

After all, the rulers of the Trade Union are human beings. Perhaps the emotion that the Demon King's Army is horrible is deep-rooted.

How the hell am I supposed to convince those people to get down?

I find myself unintentionally weak, but the maid beside me didn't seem to be worried.

"It's okay. It's not impossible for your husband!

That's what she said, she inspired me.

"If the great merchants of Zenobia touch your husband's kindness, you will understand that the Demon King's Army is not the bad ones. And then, I'm sure, he'll tie up a guy named Jouyak."

Say confidently.

"Oh man," I thought it was an easy-going thing, but I wouldn't put it in my mouth.

Because I did think you were right.

I felt like this before I went to the negotiations, and I wouldn't do anything that would succeed.

"The future of the Demon King's Army hangs on my shoulders, so what if I get weak here?"

When I changed my mind, I decided to think of the best way.

"We need to gather information before we can successfully negotiate."

It will be a prerequisite for Zenobian allies and others to find out who they are and who they are.

Nothing is more foolish than challenging a battle without any information.

In the meantime, we're going to the city of Zenobia to gather information.

I thought so. I'll speed up the horse's pace.

I decided to do it because I wanted to do it as soon as possible.

"Satie, we're going to speed up the horse."

To avoid Sati being surprised, I told him beforehand, but surprisingly, Sati never said yes.

"... Your husband, what is that?

Satti points her finger modestly.

East side.

Turning that way, the carriage was stopped there.

If you look, there was a group of people with swords there.

Of course, they're not after us.

Apparently, a bandit is attacking the carriage.

It was common in this world.

A stuffed peasant becomes a bandit, attacking a merchant's caravan.

It's a familiar sight.

The number of bandits is around 20, the number of caravans is 5, the caravan looks better armed, but should the bandit side of the larger number still be seen as advantageous?

(... don't let the merchant side lose if you stay like this)

I thought so, but I ignored it and proceeded with the horse to Xenobia.

"Your husband, aren't you going to help those people?

"I won't help"

I slash and throw away in a nutshell.

"Yeah, but as it is, those people could be killed"

"This place is already Zenobian territory. If we make a scene right now, it could expose who I am."

By the way, what I look like now is a human being itself.

In other words, the immortal robe and the mask of change are not entangled.

Even without an immortal robe, I don't feel like losing the bandit style, but as the foreword suggests, I didn't want to make any extra noise or anything here.

If it belongs to the Demon King's Army, it's not where we gather information, and worst of all, we may lose the opportunity to meet with the Zenobian allies.

You should ghost your heart out here and ignore it.

That was the duty of the Demon King's Army as brigade leader.

No, it was my duty.

…………

Satie grabs my clothes sleeve silently.

She is modest and loyal.

Speaking of which I won't help, if you don't blame me, you won't blame me.

But the warmth coming from her palm reminds me once again that I am human.

After I thought about it, I ordered Sati to get off the horse.

Satti, hearing the words, can flaunt his face.

"Master, you have to save those people."

"It's also a bad dream to abandon. And..."

Maybe we can get some information from those merchants.

For once, that kind of convenience would be necessary.

Because the behavior I'm about to do is obviously unreasonable as the Commander of the Demon King's Army Brigade.

(Damn, this memories of his past life aren't all he could use)

If I could have thrown it away altogether, I could have lived easier.

Looking down at Satti from the horse with that in mind,

"I'll be done in five minutes. Stay down there and hide."

I ordered.

Sati obeys honestly.

When I saw it, I ran the horse.