Tate no Yuusha no Nariagari (WN)

"Slaver!

I was in a slaver's tent first thing in the morning.

"What's going on in the morning, brave man? Hi."

"Your demon print was defective. In response, my dangerous slaves and demons will break out here. Huh?"

"Filo, I'm hungry, I'll see you later."

"... or I'll make you breakfast."

I didn't know that the demonic mark I hung on Firo didn't activate as much as I wanted, and I couldn't take it off.

"Oh? What does that mean?

I'll explain what happened in the morning to the slave traders. It was hard after that. I managed to forgive Filo and make him look human before coming to the tent.

Philo is always worried about doing something weird when it comes to Raftalia, and it looks like it's going to be hard.

"Apparently, a normal demon print will take you out of restraint on Filorial Queen. Hi."

"What do you mean?

"High-ranking demons can't be tied up with normal demon prints. Dragon Riding, the prize of the lottery, will be marked with a special demonic mark."

"I mean, it doesn't work for him unless it's a regular demon print?

"Yes."

Slaver guy, slightly excited about the new facts. He writes something crunchy in his notebook.

"So, are you going to apply that special demon print?

"No, that's out of the service indication. Hi."

"What?"

"It's just a tough place to serve because it costs money that isn't cheap. This damage is close to its limit."

Come on! Are you telling me you can't give me any more services?

Well, I let all that damage happen, so can't you...

"How much?

"In anticipation of the future of the brave man, how about 200 silver coins in a big deal"

Ugh...... expensive.

"There you go."

"By the way, the market is cheap and it's 800 silver coins. I'm not throwing up lies because I'm counting on you, brave man."

Guha!

A lot of damage was done to my spirit.

Admit defeat and give 200 silver coins to the slaver, very unfortunately.

"... if you're lying, my dangerous subordination will give you a blood festival."

"Yes, I understand."

Raftalia joins hands and brings in the big wings of Phyllo as he looks at Phyllorial Queen, who was looking around with Kyolo Kyolo.

"Stay jizzy there, Feelo"

"Why?

"If you're jittery, I'll feed you some good stuff later"

"Really?"

"Oh."

With his eyes shining, Filo is jiggling where the slave trader directs him.

All right, now if you want to do magic.

I send a signal to the slave trader with my eyes. Slave traders also nod, calling as many as twelve of their men in faceless roves to surround Firo.

And somehow we flushed the drug to the ground, and we all cast our magic toward Firo.

The floor shines and the magic formation unfolds around Firo.

"Oh, hey, what?"

The bees and Phyllo attempt resistance, but it also does not materialize, and the demon squares erode into Phyllo.

"Yes, there he is - hey! Stop! Stop!

Feelo, who felt pain in updating the demonic mark, rumbles around, and each time the bees and the magic team sway.

A startling voice was uttered by the servants of the slave traders.

"Just in case, we're letting a lot of people magically restrain us...... the future is horrible to be able to move in this heavy pressure. Hi."

No, it's still LV19, how strong would it show if I went 70 or something with this? I can also snort the words of a slave trader.

Eventually, the magic formation was completely engraved into Filo's abdomen and quieted.

"It's over. Hi."

My vision also shows a demonic icon that seems to give me more advanced instructions than before. I didn't get lost, I definitely ticked what I said.

"Ha... ha..."

Philo walks towards me breathing on his shoulders.

"Oh, my God. It hurt so much."

I command Philo, wondering if I'm laughing evilly myself.

"Be human first"

"Uh, because it hurt. Give me something delicious!

Rejected the order in a licked tone, Phyllo's demonic imprint gleams with food.

"Oh, no! Oh, no."

Phyllo flies some magic on the demonic mark, but now he's bounced and the curse is activated.

"I want to be, I want to, I want to!

Phyllo rolls with the pain of demonic marks.

"If you don't listen to me, it's gonna hurt more."

"I want to be, I want to be! Ugh..."

Feelo turns into a human form reluctantly. Then the glow of the demon print subsided.

"Hmm... now you're activated properly. Well done, slaver."

"Yeah, it's a pretty powerful tattoo, so it's not easy to flaunt. Hi."

I'm down. I'll tell you before Firo.

"One hundred pieces of silver in your main unit, and then 200 pieces in that demon print. A total loss of 300 silver coins. I want you to follow my instructions for that."

"Oh, my goodness."

Feelo extends his hand to me.

It hurts my conscience to say this to a kid with some pure looking face, but I don't want to keep a waggy mom wild, either.

Listen to me.

"Ya, ya."

"Well, if you really can't follow me, I'll have that scared uncle take you here."

……

Feelo's guy, you finally figured out your position, your face distorted by fear.

Slaver guy, you're looking at me with some subtly troubled happy look...

"How much will you buy him for?

"That's right. Because it is unusual, I would like to buy 30 gold coins as a nuisance fee included. You won't be able to break out anymore because you're engraving a severe demonic mark, and I was wondering if it's essential for use. Hi."

Slaver guy, I've been putting a price on the habit he said he'd have trouble getting himself trafficked right here.

I don't know the real deal, but if it's in this guy's hands, Philo's life won't end.

And the guy from Filo, he's looking up at me with a very frightened look.

This is tough... my conscience is activated that should have disappeared.

But with Filo's attitude, you really have to choose that kind of future.

I'm not a sweet brother, I'm not a pet drowning owner.

"Right, right. Now I'm not coming to pick you up if you go wild... but I got drugged and I got all sorts of things going on with my body... I guess I'm gonna die...?

"Yah, yah!

Philo rejects it out loud.

"Please don't hate Firo..."

Feelo pleading on my feet.

Come on! This is tough......

Still, I can't pull.

"If you listen to me honestly, you don't hate me. From now on, listen carefully."

"Ugh, yeah!

"Okay, okay, then don't ever be who you really are when you sleep in an inn. This is our first promise."

"Yeah!"

My few consciences ache on Filo with a full smile.

Well, I have to go to the weapons store today...

And, as much as the slaver asks if this is still the case when he shifts his gaze away from Filo, he has a fun grin.

"I'm freaking out with a wonderful amount of outer roads. You are the brave man of the legendary shield!

I feel the point of view of praise is wrong...... I don't know if I'd even complain.

And Raftalia next door is looking at me with a subtle face.

"Dear Naofumi... Not really..."

"You don't hear me say I won't do this, do you? Even you did at first."

Raftaria nods in my response, too.

"Speaking of which, you did"

"There's something Wagamama can and shouldn't forgive."

I dare not say that it is primarily up to me.

"It's candy and whip. I understand. Hi."

"Slaver, I didn't tell you."

Besides, don't take the liberty of understanding me.

"You've caused a lot of trouble."

"If that's what you think, make sure you cultivate the philosophical that we have prepared to make it easy to handle."

"Well, I still have somewhere to go today. Let me go."

"As much as possible, I have respect for the strength of the will of the brave men who are trying not to be drunk at our pace. Hi."

We finished the conversation at this rate. We left the tent behind.