Having just passed the Great Lake (Kohan), the capital of the Archive Empire - the Imperial Lemuria - is at the end of the eyes and nose. If it's a carriage, we'll be able to get there by the end of the day.

This is spectacular.

The road thickens and is beautifully paved. There was an extraordinary increase in carriages of travellers, pedestrians and aristocrats travelling together.

Blue skies without clouds, and vast walls of stone standing in the distance.

Unlike other cities, Imperial Capital is a structure that encompasses more than a dozen cities intact. I mean, it's roughly unbelievable, but does that make it the Imperial Lemuria out of it?

In this empire, there are troublesome creatures known as demons in nature, such as mountain forests and wetlands. Perhaps that fence is the legacy of mankind knitted to protect itself from its demons? Inside, why is it not deeply emotional?

After a while, there is a long line of serpents by carriages and travellers, who enter a small town surrounded by wooden walls. It's called a dormitory town.

Due to the length of this column, it will definitely take a whole day to process the traffic. I want to take an inn and just let Satella rest, but lately Satella has become a nasty (nasty) physique that I can't sleep without a pillow.

"Satella, I'm taking the inn."

"I don't like it."

The advice, the full grin, rejects me.

Oh, boy, maybe a little too spoiled. I can't help but moan. Here we are today, let's put up camp.

"I am interested in the city of man. We'll be back in the carriage by tomorrow morning."

At the end of the discarding dialogue, Silfi went outside with her cheeks broken (dusted) like a child.

You, for once, weren't you supposed to be my bodyguard? Damn, it's a dragon bastard.

"I have no choice. Let's wait for the order here."

"Yes!"

Satella replied with pleasure when she saw me.

The sun goes down, officials close the gates of the precinct, and today's work is closed.

If you fill out the register in front of the precinct, you can be questioned tomorrow in that order.

For the reason that you want to wrap your hands around your feet as little as possible when things get rough, you are not employed, and at least one person must remain in the carriage. I still have to sleep in the tent with Satella today.

Travelling the carriage to Accommodation Town - South Square of Lunette, next to the carriage (by the side) with Satella, setting up a tent,

"Over there, he's gone!

Anger shivers the eardrum. And a blonde twin-tailed daughter carrying a seven- or eight-year-old green-haired girl passing in front of us and the seemingly relaxing looking men who follow them.

That blonde twin-tailed woman has a lot of physical abilities, but she's passive. She happens to be surrounded by a dozen guys.

"The child is a wholesale product to the Pheasants family. Please cross."

"No!

The blonde twin-tailed woman says so with her white teeth peeled out. Meanwhile, the surrounding men could not read negative feelings such as anger towards her, simply by exhaling (sighing) loudly or squeezing (soaking) their shoulders.

"And your daughter, you know, come on, right? In this city, no, you can't live against them in this world."

The little man strokes his bald head and talks gently.

"You guys know what that pervert does, don't you? Give me this girl and I'll see what kind of eyes you have."

A blushing, green-haired girl with twin tails.

"Still, there's no other way for Nong et al to survive."

"I'm not kidding! To the ugly logic of adults, don't get this kid involved!

"Lady, please, now, pull it off"

"I would never admit it! This - such outrage, your mother should forgive you!!"

For the first time, a small bald man skews his face. It's like a crying child.

Hi, that's not what I imagined.

"Dear Gray..."

Satella pulls my sleeve.

Yeah, I know.

I'm not going to take sides of justice, nor am I as popular as reaching out to those who cry like aquids without any consideration.

So I'm going to ask.

I scratch (or divide) the crowd that turned into a wild horse, and when I get inside the circle the men make, I approach the green-haired girl.

"Oh, hey, kid!

Stand in front of a green-haired girl, no matter what the men say, like they were panicking.

"Hey, you..."

Twin-tailed woman grabbing my shoulder. I don't mind, I open my mouth as I look into the girl's remarkably lively lacking eyes.

"What's your name?

……

A girl with green hair just shivering doesn't answer.

"If you're a man, answer your first name."

The green-haired girl shuddered herself in a vicious little way,

"Sheena."

Squeeze so small.

"So, Sheena, what do you want most right now?

……

Sheena only leans (shakes) her little neck with a Kyotong face.

"What do you want most?

Ask again in a strong tone.

"To see your mother..."

Right. I had no idea how that felt in my lifetime, but now I can only understand a little.

"What can you offer me to meet that mother?

"You, I don't think they..."

The blonde twin-tailed woman comes to power on my shoulder, but

"My husband is asking. You shut up for a second!

Satella breaks in and on the contrary pulls the blonde twintail woman away from me.

"I'll just ask you one more time. What can you offer me?

"Shoulders...... seared. Mother...... because she was happy"

"Right. We have a deal. You're my shoulder-to-shoulder clerk. All right?"

……

Rubbing the head of a silent, cock-nodding girl, she turns back to the bald-headed man.

"Now I will employ this child. If you need a ransom, I'll pay you what you want.

"You know, kid, I'm not a grown-up."

"I understand"

Totally, when you take 30 bags of silver coins, a total of 30 million G, out of the item box, to a bald-headed (token) man who doesn't even try to fit in, you throw them away.

The bald-headed man, with a strange face, checks into the bag, but opens his eyes and becomes stiff.

"Hey, Jill?

The other guys were bald headed men - peeking into the bag from behind Jill's back, but freezing as well.

"Not enough? Then say no to your favorite forehead."

I don't have any experience with people asking for help. I don't know the amount of the market, but I assume you take on the lives of others. At least this degree would be necessary.

"What's your intent?

As before, I can throw a word of vigilance.

"I have decided to hire that girl to my chamber of commerce. I want to take care of the girl. That's what I told you earlier?

"You're not! That's why I bought Chinchillin for a role like this!?"

Jill shouted, a green-haired girl when she squeaked her body - Sheena hides behind my back.

"Don't cry. Kids can be scared."

I frowned and embarrassed Jill.

"No, you're a kid enough too..."

You gave me such a blatant penetration.

"We'll get back to it. That's why I bought it. She's my shoulder-to-shoulder employee. I thought you were listening, too?

Often, I was stuck with my response,

"Enough. I'm sorry, but I'm not selling it to you. Now, go away."

Jill waves her right hand praprapra so that she can get rid of the annoying fly.

I don't think so. I told you. I told Sheena I was a girl.

"If you care about the other side. I'll persuade you straight away."

I do whatever I decide to do once. I don't care what hand you use.

If these sellers don't shake their heads vertically, until they convince and convince their original buyer, the trader.

"You don't have to do this! I didn't say anything stupid, so give me that kid."

Jill asks me that when he throws a 30-million-g bag at me.

"What kind of noise is that?"

There, a dundee old man with a slightly shaped mustache in detail shows up from the crowd.

"Wah, young head!

"Klama"

At a glance at the little bearded gentleman, the men give a gentle salute and the blonde twin-tailed woman frowns.

Black gloves, crisp clothes, eagle sharp eyes. A man with the appearance of a great hottie to these aristocratic madams seems to be the TOP of Jill and his organization. Or the tingling sensation of this skin, this man, probably...

"Let's talk in our hall. Lady Aria, tea is ready."

The little bearded man, called the young head, tells us so, walks out.