Tate no Yuusha no Nariagari (WN)

I broke up with Leesia, who took Firo, and me and Raftalia follow the slave traders.

Through the back street, what I see is a large coliseum.

It's a building like a stone dome stadium, with a tenacious man watching the entrance.

Apparently it's popular and people are in line for slack.

"This way."

And, walking to the back door of the colloquium, the slaver greets gently the man watching there.

The man paved the way and let us through.

"It's a superficial coliseum here, though. In the basement is the venue behind selling slaves. Hi."

"Ho..."

"Well, most of the coliseums in this country do. The products dealt with vary from union to union. Hi."

"What about you?

"Needless to say, the main one is a slave"

It has nothing to do with humans or subhumans......

After walking for a while, there is a staircase leading down to the basement, down.

The cheer sounds and sounds from up there.

Sounds pretty prosperous.

"The one above is mercenaries and slaves...... later it is a demonic colloquium. Hi."

"You're dealing with a lot of things."

"Because the duel that takes place will vary depending on the day. There may also be other big food competitions. Hi."

"I would have liked to have Filo join us."

See how far that appetite demon can go.

The cost of food floats, and you get the money.

Well... if I lose, I guess there's a corresponding risk.

"That must have turned out interesting. I might be doing it somewhere. Hi."

Slaver giving a weird instruction to a man who is inflexible. I was just on your dialogue.

"If you're a shield brave man, you might want to go to a drinking competition, but the difficulty is you might suspect Yarace."

"It's one hand to be famous here..."

They can win if they eat Lucol's fruit as it is... but I don't really want to eat it for the amount of nausea around me when I'm eating it.

I don't even know to what extent alcohol is okay.

The brave shield won't be addicted to death from drinking too much, or even stylish.

I don't like booze originally, and you don't have that direction.

"So? You haven't?

"It's about time"

That's what they say, when you go down the stairs, you see countless cages at the end of the stone corridor.

The number of cages is higher than the tents of slave traders. Inside there are human and subhuman slaves hissing each other.

A small room can be seen at the end of the chamber. There awaited a benign man and a merchant here, now or now.

"Ohh... Merlomarc's"

"Oh, uncle."

I doubt my eyes. That... is the person the slave traders are happily embracing for a reunion.

The slave trader is a weird gentleman wearing messy obese sunglasses in a swallow tail suit, but the other merchant is in exactly the same shape and has almost the same face. The only difference is the pattern of glasses and swallow tail clothes.

"Dear Naofumi, am I, am I blind?

"That's an odd encounter, so am I."

Even if I say it's a clan business, it looks just like that.

Shit, I thought I'd like to see the whole clan together.

You're dreaming.

I had a similar clan-run treatment facility sister in some cartoon, but this...

You can't tell if they're dressed the same way.

"So this is my uncle who invited the brave. Hi."

"This is shield brave, nice to meet you, very pleasant look and those eyes, me, I'm going to fall in love. Hi."

"Stop it!"

Yabe. I got goosebumps for real. I want to get out of here now.

It's obnoxious to go home without meaning, so I stop my foot trying to be patient and flip.

"A voice that seems to treat slaves well...... it freaks me out. Would you like to be my daughter's son-in-law?

I imagine a man who made a slave trader a woman.

"Give me a break..."

"That's right. Did you call Master Naofumi just to tell you the joke!?

Raftaria speaks out in anger.

Yeah, you're looking for a buddy from the same village. I can also snort angry.

Refuse more, that way I can do it.

"Ha ha, it's a joke"

"My uncle's a bad man, too"

"Ha ha, not as good as you"

We're both laughing.

Creepy......

"Talk back."

"Oh, you did. What kind of products would you like to offer to the brave shield?

"What. Are we gonna talk about that already? I'd like to deepen my rapport with the brave man a little more. Hi."

"That's up to my uncle. Hi."

Hi, hi, hi... I wonder how long this question will last.

I'm in serious trouble already. Can I go home?

"Hmmm... so much so that I thought you might like it, I see..."

"Where in my world does that appeal to me?

I don't know anything about making it, about the slave traders or their taste right now.

I don't know why, but you affirm whatever I do.

On the contrary, I am always wary that there is something behind it.

"Huuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu Hi."

"Am I the righteousness of evil or something?

"No, it's your qualities as a slave. Our foresighted eyes complain."

"This man said he had a charisma that would not let slaves live and kill him, but would gladly send him to his place of death"

Brother - Dinner.

Oh, my God.

Shield brave - rice.

Why does his meal reminder get regenerated on his head?

Is that the charisma?

... if you care, you lose.

"Well, by the time we got here, we shouldn't have talked about it."

"What?

"No, this is the story. Hi."

"Is something wrong? Hi."

"Actually..."

Slave traders are whispering to each other.

Is that it? Which one of you came with me?

"Sil - l -..."

You can only hear me a little.

What are we talking about?

"I see, that should be no. Hi."

"What are you talking about?

"What about trying?

Then they'll be convinced.

"Listen."

Slavers look at me and laugh. Don't.

"Here it is, then"

Slave traders in this country begin to guide them.

We'll follow.

What the hell were we discussing?

"This way."

and see the cage ahead that was guided. A cage or a barn?

I feel like I've seen it, in a barn... a ghostly horny subhuman woman sitting there.

The skin is brown and the face is quite well made.

My physique is somewhat large.

Her breasts are big too, and she looks equal to calling herself an extinct beauty......?

You look strangely good, too.

This isn't the kind of slave I want.

"I'm not interested in sex slavery."

"No, you can fight amongst the subraces, Kiki."

"Is that it?

Somehow I'm waving with a sales smile over here.

Something's chilling. That slave.

It's the type of face that makes you want to punch me by accident.

No, it would be annoying from him.

"It looks expensive, and I don't want it"

That slave gives me a murky look in my response.

"No, I'll offer you a cheap one"

"Still..."

I don't like it. I don't want to enslave him.

Even slaves have a strong sense of discomfort reminiscent of bitches about something and later catching on.

"So do you want to be the next slave?

"Oh, sorry, but I say no"

"Why not!

Slaves yell.

Even Pride hurt you?

You have no idea what to say or do when it comes to sex slavery.

"You are not my favorite slave. That's all."

"Loricon!"

The curse is on the May fly. I mean......

I stare at the slavers.

I was sassy off my sight.

"Lolicon is like knowing me, isn't it?

Slave guy in my response, mouth shut.

Is there still something behind it?

I'm still going to be looking at myself objectively.

All slaves who buy are often children, and women.

Totally coincidental, but recent troubles.

"Um, Master Naofumi? What country language is he using?

"Raftaria doesn't know?

"Yes."

That said, I had the ability to translate with a shield.

Looks like there are multiple languages in this world, but for convenience, the shield seems to translate all of them.

So, Merlomarc's official speech is certain... it should be a language used in a country with a lot of humans.

If…….

Well, you don't have to worry about it.

"How could you! Why are you rejecting me!

Or, ignoring the yelling self-proclaimed slave, I followed Slavers.