We even went to the slave trader Fermo's after that party.

Yulina won the bet, so we can get the information we want as a reward.

After the party, it was a little rough.

The one I fought for was the strongest man, so an incredible number of people killed it instantly arrived at me and Mr. Yulina.

Do your own escort too, give me that escort, etc.

If dozens of people had come and been chased by the response, they overlooked that Fermo was trying to escape.

Well, Tina was hiding, so she quickly found it and captured it.

And he managed to escape the event, tying Fermo up and walking him to the store.

At first it was Fermo, who tried to go far, but the slave women who had taken him took him in the shortest possible time.

The slave women also laughed thinly when they saw Fermo tied up.

I haven't heard what you were treated like, but it sounds like Fermo hates the slaves.

Fermo's is an ordinary merchant's shop.

I can see the product as soon as I get in, but it's really a normal product.

Unusual antiques, weapons and protective equipment from other countries, etc.

If I were a merchant, I wouldn't be weird selling it, just common stuff.

"... where do you always keep your slaves?

I have a rope behind me with Fermo's arm tied, and I ask him that in a low voice.

I would still have spoken politely if I hadn't tried to escape, but I wouldn't need to fix it anymore.

"Ugh, it's behind..."

Follow Fermo's gaze, who answered that, and find the door to a place called the back.

At first glance it was just a wall, but after a little exploration the wall turned like a rotating door.

Going back, there were several men and women treated as slaves.

It's in a cage, and I don't care how you look at it, it's not like keeping humans in.

"Become, this is...!

"Terrible......!

"Huh..."

Mr. Yulina and Tina raised their voices when they saw how it was going.

Is Nina used to it or is she a little flattered?

The slaves of the woman who guided me also have a hard time being here or a pale complexion.

I'll kick Fermo's back and roll him to the ground.

"Huh...!?

Fermo fell flashly, unable to satisfy his passive because he has his arms tied behind his back.

"You have a lot to ask."

Add to Fermo's neck, which turned this way by twisting his body like a minotaur, the seriousness he had placed on his hips.

"Hih...!

"I was actually just planning on pulling out information on a reciprocal basis, but I decided to force myself to listen instead of reciprocity because you tried to escape. It's your fault, don't feel bad."

Even being a slave trader is frustrating.

If that was scum about trying to escape without keeping promises, it wouldn't be a problem to treat them cluttered.

"The first thing I want to ask you is, right... how long have you been a slave trader?

"Hey, why don't you...!

Answer me.

"Oh, five years ago!

I just gently put the blade against my neck, and I answered in fear.

I can't cut a single piece of thin skin just by hitting it.

But five years ago...

"Nina, was that long ago?

"Yeah, over a decade ago."

I got confirmation from Nina about Elena.

It was more than ten years ago that Mr. Elena was trapped and enslaved.

I mean, under this guy, there's never been Mr. Elena.

"You called yourself a slave trader, but what position are you in? Is there a connection next to a slave trader or something?

"Shh, there is a little. I'm also a merchant cone and I could get up so far...!

"Is there anyone besides him who's been a slave trader for ten years?

"Also, of course! Some shops have been going on forever since before the slavery of this country disappeared!

That would have been decades ago, as the Kingdom of Harzion was no longer enslaved several generations before the present king.

I mean, it's been going on that long, there's a slave shop.

"Where is this neighborhood, a country where slavery still exists?

"It's the Lindo Empire, the Anold Empire, etc...!

The Lindo Empire, which attacked the Kingdom of Begonia, and the Anold Empire, the land of the newly heard demons.

Ms. Elena seems to be from an underground neighborhood in this country, but is she likely to be in either of those two countries if she still includes the possibility of slavery?

"Do you have a roster of noble customers who use your shop in those two countries?

"Oh, there is."

"I'll let you see it later"

"Sa, that's just...!

"Is it more important than life, is it?

Stronger than earlier, push the blade against the neck.

Pull this off gently and you'll bleed, but it's not out yet.

"Hino! Wow, I get it! I'll give it to you!"

But more metal coolness hits the skin, so fear will increase.

"That's fine. That's about it for the slave situation. And then there have been rumours lately, you know the royal family of the Kingdom of Begonia is coming to this country?

"Yes, of course"

"Bye -"

And then I heard a lot about it.

Surprisingly, Fermo had the information and could tell which country was after His Majesty Leo and Cristo.

I don't think I can use it anymore, and finally beat Fermo in the neck with a sword pattern to stun him.

I don't know about this anymore. All I can say is that it was a pain in the ass.

"I've got the information. Shall we go home?"

"... what do the slaves here do?

"... distressing, but now I think we should do nothing"

We're here in this country as spies, so we shouldn't cause trouble.

Helping the slaves escape, for example, interferes with their mission.

"Right, right..."

Ms. Yulina lay her eyes down and shook her voice with regret.

I can see that the female slaves are visibly depressed, knowing that they can't get help either.

I'm willing to help, too, but I have something to prioritize.

Moving emotionally here, there's nothing we can do if the original mission fails.

Ms. Yulina sees the slave women depressed and holds the hand of one woman with both hands.

"I'm sorry. I can't help you now."

"... no, it's okay"

"But I come back to help! Soon, be sure! Wait till then!

"Huh! Yes, I'll be waiting, Master Shuna......!

Yulina hasn't changed her outfit since the time of the event.

I mean, he's still dressed as a man.

Take the hand of a slave woman while dressed as a man and take an oath, and the woman moisturizes her eyes and looks up at Mr. Yulina.

The slave women, who were not held by their hands, also stared at Mr. Yulina with a hot eye.

... I think they're mistaken for sure.

Perhaps Yulina is still easily liked by women.