Sendai Yuusha wa Inkyou Shitai

Centaur's sister (who looks like a leader) says dozens of children have been missing in the last few weeks, and if you look it up, a human merchant says he was selling Centaur's children as slaves.

He says that although he managed to rescue a few people, he still remains a slave to many.

And more than half of them don't even know where they are right now.

I was in a hurry, or I was trying to check the merchants from one end of the line in a rough way.

It seems that Centaur's daughter (her breasts are bigger) pulled the bow for restraint, and that was exactly the moment she tried to warn me.

I see, isn't it one or two? Besides, a child is…, it depends on the allowance.

Sitting like a horse in a tent (... because her lower body is a horse), the woman in leadership explained that to the merchant grandfather and us.

"Unfortunately, we're not dealing with slaves. I need to be qualified to handle it."

That's what my old man says, but the Centaurs don't seem to trust that word.

"Grandma. If you're okay, I think it's quicker to let them look into it."

"I don't mind, but you're gonna have trouble getting your stuff damaged, okay?

I'll keep an eye on you.

When I say that and stand up, the Centaurs stand up in unison and look at me.

Well, I wouldn't let that be such an alert MAX... but honestly, it's gonna hurt a little.

Especially when the Centaur sister I was stepping on turns her gaze at me as if she sees her parents' revenge.

I'm used to it, but that's the hardest thing to see with your eyes saying that ~.

In the rain, which weakened momentum, the caravans of the Humans were gassed.

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In terms of results, of course, there was no kidnapped Centaur in the caravan, no slave before that.

"... sorry"

It was the words of apology that came out of the Centaurs, who checked out the caravan.

"Ah, oh. We're not... you know?

"Oh, I'm sorry to hear that."

Proud, that is to say, forgive the Centaurs if the old men of the merchant corps who felt guilty, on the contrary, were not mouth-watering bad about the fact that the prized Centaurs admitted and apologized.

"If you're a slave, maybe you're in" Be Io "or" Ortaine "?

When one of the merchants came up with it, the Centaurs' eyes changed.

"Is that true!?

"I don't know. It's just that a slave market where slaves are sold doesn't open to selling one or two people. The same goes for the slave city behind it. We can use the sea to bring in a lot of slaves, so it opens up nicely in a port town or something."

Mr. Centaur, a leader who found light in his grandmother's words, laughs as relieved.

Oh, other than that, she's cute.

"What's Ortaine, by the way?

"It's a harbour town you'll reach if you head straight from Liswadia. With that said, why didn't you go that way? Be-Io is farther away from the mountains."

When I asked, a slightly physically fit merchant answered me, asking at the same time.

"Delivery impersonation. Mr. Leader, this is about the kidnapping, can you let me help you, too?

"What?"

When I cut it out like that, Mr. Centaur the leader...... uhm, that's a long time.

"What's your name, by the way?

"Say Elie"

Mr. Elie, right?

When I cut it out, Mr. Elie looked at me with a strange face.

Why? That's the look of suspicion.

"I'm going to Be Io too. That's where I'm supposed to meet the mayor and give him the deposit. Not that I got on a boat, but I know what's going on. It's not a quick journey, and if I can help, I want to help."

I'm sorry I got into trouble, but I can't ignore this case as far as I'm concerned.

Not as a brave man, but as a single person.