That Person. Later on…

There were five soldiers in heavy armor in front of the gate of Squirrel Cabe, one forming in the middle of the gate, the other four consolidating around it and guarding the gate. I just didn't think of him as a soldier guarding the gate no matter how he looked at him chatting cheerfully somewhere. The merchant in front of us went through the gate and into the city, so it was our turn next. Me and Mr. Grave took out the guild card, showed it to the soldiers in the center, and Salona and the others tried to get inside under this responsibility, just as they did in the lodging town of Zukra, but in the meantime the other soldiers were calling out to Salona and the others.

"Hiu... you're just a good woman. What do you say, tonight? Why don't you join us for a drink? Why don't you just stick around till morning?

……

Salona and the others expressed their frustration in an attitude without concealing their discomfort, closed their eyes when they said not to speak, and answered nothing to the soldiers' words. The soldier who has been calling didn't like it, he has been absurd in his voice.

"Whoa!! I'm listening!! I'm telling you to take care of us if you want to get into this city!! Tell me we'll satisfy that body better than all the good guys out there."

Soldiers could not say until the end. Because the tip of Salona's fine sword was stuck in its throat. To the other soldiers Narelina was sticking her sword down her throat in the same way, or standing in front of her eyes as Haosui and Floyd blocked her way. Floyd is as non-smiling as usual, but Salona and the others are all turning their cold eyes to the soldiers.

"... don't talk any more... I'll kill you..."

That's all Salona just said with a cold eye. I'm also scared of this one watching in Killer Mun Mun... Well, if the Salonas hadn't moved, I would have instantly bogged them down. Days meditated his eyes on what should be called an adult, put his arms together, and remained immovable, but he's probably frustrated because his tail is tapping the ground with pessies. Maybe you're putting your arms together because you're holding yourself back so you don't get raped. The soldiers still couldn't move because they didn't understand their sudden actions. It's better for you to stay quiet.

And next to me, Mr. Grave scratches his head a little and speaks to the soldier in front of him.

"... I'm in trouble, getting my hands on my people..."

That said, when I asked the soldier to check his guild card, the soldier raised his surprise.

"Oh, S-Rank Adventurer... Dear..."

The soldiers who did not move also expressed their dismay at the words of the soldiers who confirmed the guild card.

"Damn! That's why I'm letting you through here, okay? That's the one who behaved badly first. You could have let me ram here, but that's just not that far either. Let's leave each other alone. Besides, I'm responsible for my people's identities, so that's no problem, right?

"But... there are beasts there, aren't there? It's kind of like letting the savage Beastmen stay in this city..."

"That beast is a slave to the man next door. He's got a collar, and you're not gonna have a problem with that, are you?

Mr. Grave pointed at me and then showed the soldier to confirm the fake slave collar that was embedded in Days.

"... I see... if that beast does anything to the detriment of this city, the S-rank Adventurer will take responsibility, right?

"So that's what you're saying."

"So, just in case, would you like a stroke to that effect here?

That said, the soldier had prepared paper, ink and a pen and had Mr. Grave write them. You wouldn't have seen it from Mr. Grave in the middle of writing, but the soldier's face was slightly dazed. Maybe he came to this city without knowing the circumstances in which we were grabbing the Beasts and enslaving them, and knowing that, Days was going to ramble and successfully induce Mr. Grave to take the blame for it... but we all know this one, and we're rather all willing to ramble it... Does Mr. Grave understand that too, the paper just said “S-rank adventurer Grave takes the blame”. Maybe you're writing "I'm going to take responsibility for leaving this country behind until now, and I'm going to end this country exactly" and I'm going to take responsibility for meaning something like that... Dear Soldier, I'm saddened.

When Mr. Grave writes a brush on the paper and drips a drop of blood next to his name as proof of it, permission finally comes out and the soldier in front of the gate paves the way. So finally, Salona and the others got the spear, and we were able to get into the city.

"... apparently the situation is worse than you think"

"Ah......"

The city was worse than I imagined. Many of the buildings are worn out, and the people who will probably be residents of this city are not lively in their eyes, lean, and in a situation where they don't know if they are alive or dead. Only the merchants enter and leave the gate, and when the inhabitants try to get out of the city, they pull out their swords, threaten them and force them to pull them all over the city. Some of the liquor stores I saw as I walked by had soldiers laughing at the Guerraggera and drinking alcohol, calling for something I didn't like at all, scattered around the shopkeepers and employees. The beasts, who are fitted with slave collars, labor such shopkeepers and employees, but the soldiers didn't like it, laughing at the assault of beating and kicking while cursing. The sight could be seen everywhere in this city. You can't do this anymore. A country like this should just end.

"... Days, you don't have to put up with it anymore. We're going to go to the castle and turn down the culprit. From here on out, you can move as you please. You'll want to find your daughter."

"Thank you for bringing me here."

"Then I shall be assisted by Dear Days. I'll leave the castle to Waz and the others."

"Let's get around to Days, too. I'd rather be alone than alone to save this crowd."

Apparently, Floyd and Mr. Grave get around to helping Days. Sure, there may be one Days, but if the two of you will follow me, there won't be some danger. However, the problem is...

"What to do with the slave collars of the beasts..."

"That's no problem either. Whatever you're hiding, I can remove the slave collar."

"... you are omnipotent everywhere..."

"I'm a butler."

Floyd would be the perfect butler if that frigid smell went away...... well.

"Then ask Mr. Grave, Floyd and Days about the city. We'll take care of the castle... just in case. I don't think you need to worry about it."

"You don't have to worry about that, either, do you?

When Mr. Grave finally says that with a smile on his face, we nod at each other.

Mr. Grave and the others went straight into the alley and disappeared into the city. Upon confirmation, we proceeded to walk to the castle.