Today, with Marco and the others, we were on our way to a slave shop called Black Earth Street.

The reason is simply that I looked at the slave exchange cards I received from Altair and nobles and was interested in what the hell a slave trader was like.

I'm taking Orion and Freya to the escort in a carriage, but this carriage is dull.

I left in the morning, but the day is already over the top.

Well, this is a lot of relaxation sometimes.

The view flows slowly. The sky I looked up to lasted blue and everywhere, and I feel sad. That seems to reveal my mind somewhere vain.

Vain... hollow in English.

What I said in English...... not particularly.

"Why are you bumping into me by yourself?"

"Uh, I'm rubbing my tits free..."

I squealed so toward the white clouds I could see from the carriage.

"Hey Freya... don't you look like those cloud tits?

Pointing to two round clouds floating in the sky, he murmured at the girl with the pretentious rotten face next door.

Then she looked back at this one with her moist eyes.

"Please, just die. Please, die because I'm going to be grounded."

Isn't it awful?

"I can't, Freya, you're only thinking about boobs when you're free in bloom"

"I'm not brain-moving. The undead isn't better yet. Just die."

Orion, next to Freya, was sleeping in the carriage while Chloe had her knee pillow.

"I wonder why people can be disturbed by that round thing"

'Cause it's sketchy.'

"Hey Freya, here's what I think. People are creatures who want to be complete and want what they don't have. Men tend to gain muscle and stiff bodies. Conversely, women tend to get fat and stay muscular and soft even when they work out"

"So?"

"So a man wants something soft, and a woman wants something hard? You prefer muscular men to bumpy men, don't you?

"Well... but I'm not gonna hate you because you're fat"

"But you don't hate that, but you don't like it, do you?

"By that logic, every woman in the world likes maxims."

"That's too kingman to do too much. Everything's about balance."

I took off my jacket and showed Freya my upper body.

"Why are you taking it off?"

"What do you say, my body? It's as tight as it gets, and it has moderate muscles. And most importantly, I'm not a narcissist like Maximum."

"Well, that would have been perfect if I had just had a face."

I was beaten to the point where I couldn't get back on my feet, and I fell pounding in the carriage.

"Freya's counter is too tight."

'Cause you're gonna give me your face with a no-guard.'

As he is just slashed and sinking, Chloe looks at this one and gives him a tranced look.

I notice that gaze, and I'm forced to put on the jacket that Freya took off.

"How long have you been exposed to ugly things? Get dressed!

"You can do it yourself. Don't pull too hard. You can break it."

"Sir, it's Black Earth City."

When his voice echoed from the carriage driver's seat, Marco, who was asleep, rose with a great stretch.

"Huh. I'm King Sasaki-san, so let's usually use Ground Dragon (Road Runner) flights instead of carriages..."

Marco closes his eyes when he sees Freya covered in half naked me.

"Sorry, uh, I'm just a kid, so I'm still going to sleep. Wake me up when you're done."

"Because it's not! Don't freak out!

"Freya said I didn't like it, but I was forced to be violent."

"Enough, I'll kill you"

With his dead fish eyes, Freya relentlessly pressed the red-hot fire crystal stone against me.

"Ahhh!

It was just noisy us on the road to go, but Chloe was following us rarely this time.

They had some memorable place, and Freya brought them here because she didn't strongly disagree.

"Black Earth Street is a city famous for its slave trade, right?

"Slave trade is the best source of income. I had Marco come to Marco, who was familiar with the city."

"Yes, if you mean slaves, I'll take care of it. I often go to Black Earth Street. There's no such thing as a pretty beast girl."

"Slaves are people who were exposed, right? Aren't you pathetic?

"I'll tell you when I get there, but it's not a shallow story."

When I got off the carriage and went into the city, I wondered if the soil was black because they said it was black soil, but that was not the case, it was a medium-sized city with a square in the center of the city.

But it is still famous as a city of slave traders, and I see many well-dressed nobles coming in carriages.

Still a slave when it comes to fantasy, a fantasy when it comes to slavery.

If I disregard ethics, I will be drawn to slave attributes.

Like this, there are numerous erotic games out there that make a girl a slave and XX more popular.

Wouldn't it still make me yearn as a man to have a beautiful girl at hand who can do as I please?

I wanted a girl who could be free too, but Chloe, eyes and eyes turned to grin and smile.

I thought there was a woman who could be free, but the world doesn't work that way because my daughter is more scared.

When you enter the main street of the city, several mobile cabins connected to the carriage are parked.

They're all curtained and you can't peek inside from the outside.

"You know, when you're hidden, you want to look inside."

"Can I see something else? You can line up in the square anyway, can't you?

Freya takes a peek at the raised curtain.

Inside was a musculoskeletal macho posing as a bodybuilding.

With her eyes and eyes, the slave-like man gave Freya a wink with a heart.

Freya gently closed the curtain.

"What's wrong with you? You look pale."

"There was like a slaved maximum"

I gave Freya a slave exchange voucher.

"I don't need it! My taste is sweet."

"What... you're me"

"I guess Saki is more sketchy and dumb than sweet"

"I'm a little out of it, but I like gentle, strong people I can count on when I have to."

"What... it's me. Freya, do you like me?

"Are you nuts?

"Are you going to die?

Orion and Freya get a spicy penetration without getting into their hair.

"I like the king."

That's what Chloe laughed at Nicole.

I wonder if there's any hotel around here. Let Chloe comfort you as a sketch. I decided to shut up because Freya really started chanting some shitty magic when she thought so.

We made our way through the murderous streets on the main street to the center of the city, aiming at the slave market.

"I've been thinking for a long time, don't you slave traders get controlled?

"Slave traders, naturally people buy slaves, right?"

"Right."

"Most people who buy that slave are noblemen, right?"

"I do have that image"

"Don't control what people are buying. I can't do it. Ethically, I know it's out, but the slave trade already exists in every country."

"But it's pathetic to buy human beings."

Orion sees the Lizardman tribe put in a uncurtained hut.

Naturally, I don't have friendly eyes, and I'm intimidating this one that I'm not showing you.

"Orion is right, but it's not going to work in the world."

"Why?"

"There are slave traffickers who procure human beings and take on human trafficking. Anyone can do this, but the problem is they're sellers."

"If you know who's at fault, why don't you just take him down?

"Nh, evil is not an Nh, even if it crushes. If you crush all the slave traffickers, they'll stay, won't they? The people who have lost their traffickers will start selling themselves because they don't have a vendor to take care of human trafficking. And when that happens, there are people who are really sold out."

"Indeed."

If we replace it with reality, if we run out of all the supermarkets and department stores that do retail, the manufacturers who make the goods will have to sell the goods to their customers on their own. But manufacturers who don't specialize in retail don't have the know-how to sell to customers, and the pace of selling really sells off on falling, i.e. waste loss occurs.

With retail, you can take on the waste loss, sell it cheaper, resell it, etc., but the manufacturer doesn't have room to keep the product and can't keep the rest of the sale forever.

In other words, retaining sold slaves requires care and costs such as food and surveillance.

Slave traffickers will have that cost, but I guess you want to say that people can't keep that cost.

"If you let go, you'll have to kill a human being who couldn't be a sold slave."

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"It would be terrible if we kept that in the whole world, wouldn't it?

"But still, if you don't crush it, it won't be over."

"But there are dozens or millions of dead people in the crushing process. You can't just tell him to die because he's not ready for the law right now."

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"Slavery is a problem dating back to the old century, so it's not easy to solve. I'm not making excuses, because when I say slavery, it's being used as a labor force, and recently a law has been passed that will make sure slaves are given their salaries."

"That's good. If you don't get handicapped, slaves will be with you in the help business."

"It's just that salaries are at my husband's discretion, and many slaves are made to work for free because there are no penalties for not having to give them their salaries"

"Mmm... that's too black"

"I wish someone as good as Saki could buy it"

"You're a stupid person's mistake."

"Anyway, it's not a shallow story with roots that if you take down a bad guy that easy, it's over. Slave traders and nobles are basically connected, so if you attack a slave trader badly, no matter how strong the blossom is, you'll be crushed by pressure."

"Surely your sister said something similar. Evil can be powerful with rebellion if you don't miss it to some extent..."

With that in mind, the sound of a trumpet rings from the square in the center of the city.

"What?

"Looks like you're going to be a slave today. Let's see."

"Slave of the day?

"The slave trader just walked in today. He's a recommended slave."

"Ha... that's crazy like today's wow"

No, let's not push our world's values.

That's what this place is about.