Master’s Smile

"Hih, hih, hih...!!

The slave trader man was running diligently shaking his ugly, fat body.

It has been a long time since he has ever run at all costs, always relaxing in his carriage and having the men he hired escort him.

Because of my previous barren life, my breath quickly gets rough and my sweat splashes.

Still, slave traders never stop their legs.

Naturally. No matter how painful it is, it's better than dying.

"Here we are... Huh! We're here!!

Such a place he reached was a carriage packed with merchandise.

Elf species are a magically superior species.

In order to catch the two elf species, they may scratch important merchandise even if they are brought here together.

Never, I cared about the slaves.

"Am I an employer?

With his hands on his knees, he stares surprisedly at the few members of the Grey Guild who were left by the slaves not to flee - the slave traders who are breathing roughly.

He comes closer and laughs at Niyanya when he sees a slave trader gasping as if he were a pig.

"What's up, employer? You look like a monster, don't you?

"I'm not wrong about that perception!!

"Huh?"

Ignore the men on the facial escort like what are you talking about, and the slave trader rides the carriage.

Guys laughing again to see how that went and wonder if he went crazy.

You just have to laugh. Surviving is enough for you and your goods.

"Dude, what's really going on? I thought you went to get the elf-breed women. My people aren't coming home..."

"So I'm telling you!? He said there was a monster... Huh!!

I don't know how many times I've told you.

So I hate all the idiots like the members of the Grey Guild, and I'm looking down on them.

Anyway, I don't have time for these people right now.

After this place as soon as possible......

"- - What's a monster, you mean me?

"Huh...?

"Ah...?

A cold voice was heard in the ears of a slave trader.

I don't even want to hear it, it's that woman's voice.

When I lifted my eyes, the men in the escort had their eyes wide open so that they didn't even understand what had happened.

The man's head circles in circles, as he centered his eyes on it.

Because Chevalt had beheaded me.

"Totally, rude. I'm just a master's possession."

"... you have a dark elf to say this"

Dark elf maid with brown skin waving a boom and sword.

Elves who would be aristocratic wives.

And a noble man smiling calmly.

The monsters were gathering here, the slave traders said.

Noble man... he doesn't understand the power of the master, but he makes two women with so much power. It can't be the only one.

"Hih, no, no, no, no!

The slave trader man whips into the horse as he falls into the earliest half frenzy.

The horse, beaten so hard as never before, moves out in a vehement manner.

"(With this horse, it hits all three of us!!

There was no such thing as a desire to capture Chevalt and Roofigia, already elf species, on the heads of slave traders.

I just want to get out of this fear.

To this end, I could also choose without hesitation the means of hitting and killing without being maimed with a horse.

But it can't be that good.

No matter how many whips he slapped, the horse just screamed and never tried to go for three at a time.

"What are you doing!? Sora, move! Run! Run!!

But the carriage doesn't even freak out.

When I feel that strange and look around......

"Hey, what's this!?

Slave traders gaze open.

The places that were supposed to be hard ground were changing like swamps.

The horse is trying hard to kick the ground, but has not been able to move forward at all with his feet taken by the muddy ground.

Of course, it wasn't on the ground like this.

Then I did this...

The master was smiling calmly as he admitted that the slave trader's idea was correct.

"Damn, dammit...... Huh!!

Slave traders still don't give up.

I go down like a roll and try to rush away.

Already, I had decided to throw away the product.

Sure, I can't help but compare it exactly to my own life.

I try to run out of that thought...

"Uh-huh!?

An arrow stabs him in front of him and forces him to stop his leg.

The two elves look down on the slave traders who unnecessarily enter the ground.

"... well, I'll leave the disposal of this pig to you, Roofigia"

"Yeah, I got it."

Schwart leaves the slave trader to Roofigia to see if the children of the requested elf are safe.

Forcefully open the door that was tightly closed and check what was going on inside.

Inside, there were children of trembling but living elves.

Chevalt, who confirmed that the requested party was safe, is heartily pleased that this will finally cut him off from Roofigia.

The children of the elves basically don't care, but I'll protect them from what they ask.

"I'm here to help you guys. It's okay now."

You can't have a loving laugh, just like Ritter. Chevalt said that in a kind voice full of eyes.

But she didn't notice.

For the children, no matter how kind words they may be, it means that if the first woman you meet leans over faceless with a bloody sword in her hand, she's very scared.

"Pfft!

"What the...!?

No wonder the kids cried out at the same time.

Chevalt, who has no idea what he shouldn't do, is severely baffled and turns his gaze to wonder if there are still enemies left.

"Master..."

Find the master who came to see what was going on, and look him in the eye.

I can't tell you if your mouth is torn to help me, but my eyes were clearly about to complain.

Having instantly grasped the situation, the master smiles bitterly and goes to the children.

Kneeling in to fit the children's gaze, he strokes his head gently smiling at Nico.

Then gradually the crying of the children subsided and finally succeeded in stopping everyone from crying.

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The boulder was Schwartz, who, at the same time increasing his master and loyalty, looked at him unconvinced.

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"Ma, wait! Wait! I don't want to die in this place...... Huh!!

The slave trader was rubbing his head on the ground and pleading with Roofigia.

Even if the other person's appearance was something younger than his own - although he's quite older because he's an elf species - the man keeps apologizing even.

Life over pride. No matter how dirty you did, I wanted to survive.

"You were trying to grab those kids and sell them to these filthy people, you want your life to help? Do you think you can forgive me for such convenience?

But the slave trader's judgment was wrong.

Regardless of what Schwart would have done if he had killed his escort around expressionlessly and asked him to be a roofie gear?

The opposite is true. I don't care about Schwart this time.

If the children of the elves had been found dead, she would not have thought anything of it.

But roofie gear is different.

I care sincerely about the children of the elves.

There is no way she would forgive a man who is trying to grab him and denigrate him to a slave.

Magic gathers in her hands.

"Die, man. You'll regret getting your hands on a deep green forest elf in hell."

"Ah, ah, ah!

It was then that magic was activated and one life was lost.