Seirei Gensouki ~Konna Sekai de Deaeta Kimi ni~

Walk along the path you have entered, turn the corner, and enter the back road, eventually reaching the whorehouse district.

On the road, the soldiers of the guard were somewhat rushed, but the whorehouse district was as usual.

Whorehouse streets are located closer to Slam streets than markets and civilian streets.

There were plenty of women selling springs, and men buying them, because the sun began to tilt and darken.

Walk down the street and you'll hear sweet conversations and price negotiations from all over.

Seems insecure and surprisingly good in whorehouse district.

Because some users of the whorehouse are aristocrats.

The majority are just excellent whorehouses that operate with the permission of the state.

Some of them were illegal whorehouses, and on implicit understanding, they were built close to Slam Street.

Rio enters the compartment.

Compared to the regular whorehouse district, this one has fewer people at once, and not one person is on the table for the sake of attraction.

Rio goes through there early enough.

It's not even a very pleasant place.

Less than a minute later, Rio reached Slam Street.

"Get off me!

So Rio bowls together for a troublesome occasion.

There were four men there who wore crude leather light armor and lowered their cheap one-handed swords on their hips.

Somehow noisy, the men look like gorots to see.

Two of the men were each carrying bags one at a time.

One of them is shaking tremendously, as if it were even a creature inside.

"What, this!? Where are you? Who is it? Get me out of here! You think you can just imitate me like this? Your father won't forgive you!

As Rio wondered how the rambling bags and men were, he heard a girl who seemed to be still young from the rambling bags.

"I woke up. Don't bother! It's not a riot!

A man holding the bag yelled out loud.

Then, as atrophied, the bag wobbles less.

"You idiot! My voice is out!

"Heh, heh. Excuse me, brother."

The voice of the man called his brother was also quite loud, but the yelled man apologized in a frightened manner.

In this, a man called my brother seems to be the leader.

"Fuck, I thought it was suspicious to carry ten pieces of gold, but I'm sure it was a busy load."

The man, called his brother, stared at the bag containing the girl with a troublesome look on his face and tongue.

"Hehe, ten gold coins are too delicious for that. If that's all, we can all spend a few months drinking and holding a woman and playing."

All the men around me have a grin stained with desire.

The leader's man had a grin that was neither full nor full.

A single piece of gold in this country can save the families of civilians and live for two months.

Incidentally, the exchange rate for coins is one large copper coin for ten small copper coins, one small silver coin for ten large copper coins, one large silver coin for ten small silver coins, one gold coin for ten large silver coins, and one magic gold coin for fifty gold coins.

"And what kind of guy is in there? I know it's a woman's kid, based on her size and weight."

Apparently he couldn't contain his curiosity, and the man who had the bag asked the leader's man.

"You must be a strange nobleman or a merchant's daughter...., hey, open the bag."

The same seemed to be true of the man in the leader who was curious, ordering him to open the bag with a lowly grin.

"Are you sure?

"Yeah, that guy didn't tell me not to open the bag. You don't even get a leg as good as the kid sees you in the face a bit. The requested destination is right there."

And to the words of the servant who stood to ask, the leader's man snarled his nose and said:

"You keep an eye on your surroundings so people don't come. If you get here, you won't have to worry about it."

When the leader's man gave instructions to one man who didn't have the bag, the ordered man said, "Show me your face, too," and began to be vigilant around him.

However, still, from Rio, it was the way to be alert full of holes.

"Bye..."

When he made sure there seemed to be no people around him, a man rambled the bag to the ground.

"Shah."

Dosari, along with the soft sound of, a girl's scream leaked out of the bag.

"Hehe, I would have enjoyed it if it was an old woman in there."

When I hear the girl scream and smile, I untie the hemp string that was tightening the bag with a deviant hand.

Ten seconds later, the man completely untied the rope.

And then I look at the girl who showed up from inside, and the men who were there leak their admiration.

The girl who showed up was a child of Rio's age.

To a shiny violet blonde with pale purple eyes, a slightly feisty look, but you can say she looks like an angel poor beautiful girl.

There was a noble atmosphere from the dress wrapped around his face and body.

Perhaps that child is noble.

From the looks of it, Rio instantly followed the area.

There seems to be no doubt that the nobleman and the girl are being abducted.

But why is Gorotsuki playing the hauling role that doesn't seem like such a big deal?

Rio felt indescribably uncomfortable.

Is the security of the noble mansion so low that those people kidnap me?

"Uh, leave the order unchecked for curiosity. What? You stuck your foot in a pretty bad thing."

The leader's man gave him a troublesome look as he scratched his head.

I guess I finally realized the seriousness of things knowing that I had kidnapped a noble person.

"I can't help but carry you so far. I can't even get the rest of the bill if I don't get it to my destination. Let's go. Do it again."

Unfortunately for the girl, the man never stopped the crime.

The girl stares at the men with a tight eye.

"That's why. Get back in the bag."

"I don't want to!" Flame Bullet Magic (Flame Shot) "...... haha"

When the girl put her hands together and said something, she slowly but magically released it from her palms.

but before that magic could eventualize as magic, a leader man kicked the girl in the ass.

"Kaha... Kaha..."

Rio is stunned to see the girl blow up towards herself.

At the same time, he was slightly intrigued by the magic the girl tried to cause.

The light that Rio reinforced his physical abilities and flesh, that girl tried to use in a way she didn't know.

From the tip of the girl's hand came shapes like geometric literature.

"Shit, I thought you were a kid and I was alarmed, but do you want to use his magic? Boulders are noble daughters. Dangerous."

The unheard word magic reached Rio's ear.

"Ugh..."

The girl was nodding painfully holding her stomach, and one of the men around her opened her mouth to see how it was going.

"Uh, he's not dead, is he?

"You're gonna be okay. He's groaning."

"If I found out it was a wound, I wouldn't get paid..."

"Am I?... uh, well, then, hey?

The men around him had a chilling, loving laugh at the leader's by-doodless behavior.

That's how the guys are in a non-busy conversation.

(What to do...)

Holding down the impatience in his heart, Rio asked himself.

A girl won't die with that degree of kicking.

But can I abandon that girl like this?

Assuming, what happens if I go into that place to help the girl?

I could easily have predicted it wouldn't fit my busy eyes.

Rio treads that the number of enemies is four and strength is no big deal from the signs.

Still, there is absolutely no battle.

Besides, they all have weapons in their possession.

This one has a round waist.

The other person will not hesitate to come and take Rio's life.

Though in his previous life he had been beaten to the full extent of ancient martial arts, Rio had never killed a man.

That is, Rio has to fight with his bare hands as the opponent comes to kill more than one person with a weapon.

Furthermore, in the unlikely event that it is cut with such a cheap sword, it is very likely that even a scab wound will become ill.

Those who do not hate killing are only strong.

Rio once remembered the words he heard from his grandfather, his mentor.

If you keep hiding and watching, then things will end on their own.

It won't be in your busy eyes, but the girl's been taken somewhere like that and that's it.

Rio has heard rumors that there are also illegal whorehouses around here where people with abusive tastes for girls come together.

Maybe she'll be taken to those places.

But it doesn't affect me in any way.

Even if I dropped him off here, he doesn't have a bad aftertaste, but he doesn't need to help until he risks his high life for someone else in strange red.

Is it really okay to do that?

When Rio thinks that, coincidentally, really coincidentally, the gaze of the girl and Rio overlaps.

The girl's face was distorted by fear and anger, and Rio suddenly felt unbearable.

That's when the bag another man was carrying moves back and forth.

Sometimes he moved out of the blue, and the man whose consciousness was focused on the girl who was falling had let go of the bag.

"Ah."

Dosari, and a damp sound sounded as if there were even soft and heavy objects inside.

"Shah."

At the same time, from inside the bag, the voice of a girl who seems to be about the same age as the girl who was kicked.

"Shit, you're not hurt. Hey."

In a troublesome voice, the leader man instructed the man in charge of the bag to make sure he was safe.

An instructed man opens the bag with one evil look on his face.

A moment of alarm, if we were to do it, now was the only time.

(Shit!)

Rio instantly engulfed his whole body with magic and popped out like a bullet at a rate that he didn't think was the child's physical ability.

I was heartily stunned by the unprecedented acceleration and load, but the fortified flesh, even that of the child, did not take it for a thing.

To decide the battle at once, Rio moves on to a repressive action.

"Become"

As soon as I noticed Rio's approaching, a man of leadership tried to pull out his sword.

but at that moment, Rio, who had just entered the man's pocket, plays his sword.

"Gu-ha."

Then he twisted his grabbed arm as it was and threw it away, removing his joints.

It was the moment when the techniques cultivated in previous life, which had never been used in real life, were brilliantly demonstrated.

Reinforced by magic, Rio's arm power allows him to throw away giant men nearly twice taller than himself.

A man who didn't know how to accept made a blunt noise and hit the ground.

(I can go!)

Rio moved his body as it was.

"What?"

Strike a kick into the stomach of a man who stood flashly on his side with all his might and use his momentum and weight to push him straight into the ground.

"Fuck."

Confirm that the opponent has lost his mind and Rio prepares for an imminent battle with the other opponents.

"You fucking kid!

The two remaining men came all the way to Rio to see if they were overwhelmed and exasperated.

If they had taken the girls hostage here, they wouldn't have beaten Rio.

If the number of people is high, there will be many options to choose from.

Rio was afraid of it.

But the men have forgotten to employ the best means by being flushed by emotions.

"Fuck you!

A single-handed sword about fifty centimeters across the blade, shaking wide, hits Rio with a slice.

A half step sideways to avoid them, Rio released a sharp palm bottom toward the man's jaw.

That decides beautifully, and the man's consciousness breaks.

"And, Temehe!

The last one wields his sword like he was in a hurry.

That sword never captures Rio.

When he dived into the man's pocket lightly avoiding his crude sword moves, twisting the man's hand and forcing the sword to be unequipped, he threw it straight away and lost his mind.

"Ha... ha..."

I did.

I did it.

My body was moving if I noticed.

Until I risked my life, I helped a stranger, a girl with no edge or itch.

I can't hold my breath even though I haven't moved much.

My body is hot and my heart beats loudly all over my body.

Shut up, I almost screamed.

I'm sure you didn't kill him for his convenience.

I wasn't clearly intent on killing either.

But it must have broken a few bones or slight damage to the gut.

Can we live in this world with so much damage?

It's no surprise that it was fatally wounded to death.

One negative image comes to mind after another.

Rio felt guilty that it had caused damage that could possibly lead to death.

I wonder what you're doing when you're not even ready to kill people.

I've done flat out what could kill people.

I had no choice.

I'm sure he's not dead.

That's not why I killed people.

And one self-defense word after another comes to mind, disgusting me like that.

I can't help what I've done.

At least we could have saved the girls for nothing.

As I distorted my face into complex emotions, I just felt their gaze when I remembered the presence of the fuzzy girls.

There were two girls who looked alike.

Apparently, the girl in the bag, to the girl who was kicked, was moving.

Rio decided that the girls' hair was the color of a violet blonde, and, similarly noticeable nose, perhaps the two were sisters.

By the way, the girl who woke up first, rammed and was put out of the bag is my sister, and the girl who later escaped from the bag would be my sister.

"Are you okay......?

Still breathing rough, Rio called out to the two fearful.

Then my sister and I thought the girl stared at Rio with a sharp eye.

It's so compelling that I don't think a girl my own age is putting it out.

And I thought Rio was blurry.

In that hand floated the glowing geometry literature, holding onto the area kicked by the man.

(That's magic too... is it?

"Ha ha, but help me, faster!

"Oh, sister. Still, I just did the 'healing magic (heel)'. Don't push me..."

Not hearing my sister stop, my sister came all the way to Rio and slapped Binta.

"What?"

bread, and a dry sound echoes around.

Suddenly, I didn't know what they did.

Why is the girl in front of you angry?

Why was I slapped for helping?

The pain in my cheeks twitches in the confusion.

"You've been looking at us from afar, haven't you? Then help me sooner!

Once now, a flat-handed beating was about to hit Rio's cheek.

Now reflexively hold onto the girl's arm to prevent it from happening.

Then she has distorted her beautiful face regrettably and flattened herself with the opposite hand.

"Huh..."

A girl who storms hysterically, angry at irrational behavior, but can't hurt a girl poorly either.

"Get off me! Dirty! Stinky!

"Oh, sister, you saved me, so you can't be so angry, can you?

A sister who craves a rambling sister.

That kind of thing she seemed to think about Rio smelled, and that showed up on her face.

I'm greatly shocked to see how that goes.

Nevertheless, with my sister's voice, my sister's girl finally stopped sifting violence toward Rio.

Even though he knew he was a young girl, he was unreasonably handled from the beginning, and the two and the anger boiled in Rio.

I was so bitter.

I accidentally stared at my sister from under my wild forehead.

"Oh, uh, thank you. Please help me."

You sensed that Rio had gone grumpy, and my sister came to Rio and bowed her head.

"No, it's fine."

Ignoring the girl who thus thanked me for her chitin could not be turned into a boulder, with few words, but I replied.

I take my gaze off the girls like I'm slightly stuffed.

"What? What's that attitude?

My sister didn't seem to mind Rio's attitude like that.

"Oh, sister!

My sister despised me for fear of becoming a dangerous air again.

"Well, I forgive Flora."

Apparently my sister's name is Flora.

Flora was relieved by how her spearheaded sister looked, but shortly after that, she made a statement that her sister would oil the fire again.

"Guide us to the poor, to the aristocratic city. And the man there... well, drag the two of you in."

Rio flashes at the instructional tone that is spun slurred.

"I was throwing it away, that's how much you can do!?

You don't like Rio's attitude like that, I said in a somewhat hysterical tone, as I added.

The girl is also crunchy because she has just been freed from panic and is in a mood, but she couldn't afford to realize that now in Rio.

"Oh, is that the attitude of asking people for something?

From the point of view of the girls, Rio also knew it was a necessary wish.

But I'm too antipsychotic about orders from over my head.

I wanted you to sense your feelings a little bit.

"Oh, um, excuse me! From me, too, please. Well, I will ask my father to thank me for it!

Rio's impression of nobility sucks at the moment.

The fact is that Flora barely made it to a stop cheap.

I'm sure these girls have lived without any difficulty so far.

Everything has been given if you wish.

I was dazzled by my contemplation of such a despicable thing for my own cuteness, and whatever I was as a Spring Man, I, as Rio, was unlikely to be able to stare straight at Flora.

"... ok"

Rio replied with consent to Flora's request reluctantly.

"Thank you!

Rio just got to work.

When the girls cut a thousand bags that were packed, Rio restrains the men.

I decided to take all my weapons and gold eye stuff.

Song Zhang (Kasaba) can't help but needs a little more money in the current situation.

It was just criminal behavior earlier, but I decided to reopen it.

I don't know what the law of this country will do with the possessions that criminals have, but I thought if it meant being their own, I wouldn't have a hand in not taking the golden-eyed stuff.

"Hmm, mean......"

Seeing how it was, it seems that my sister, Christina, said as she looked down.

I found some discomfort, but it no longer came with resistance, so I pretended not to hear it and Rio continued the work.

Upon completion of the work, Rio and the others went through the whorehouse district to the market.

On the road, the adults of Whorehouse Street watched Rio and the others with wild horse guts rounded out, but there was no one left to speak to because it only smelled like trouble.

As soon as we reach the market, the guard soldiers will discover the Rio's and Christina and Flora will be safely protected.