The first day was the only one when hunting for Wyburn was easy (and easy) to eat.
The Wyburns, who jumped at me thinking it was the bait that could bring down the first humans I saw right away, like goblins and oaks, would also have understood that one adventurer after another was defeated and the adventurers were the mighty enemy. I started to see things from the top of Rock Mountain without coming at me cheaply.
When this happens, the adventurers have to climb the rocky mountains and go knock them down, and attract them with bait. Inside, he appeared to wear oak skins or even paint his face green like a goblin, and the Wisdom comparison between the adventurers and Wyburn lasted about a week until he reached the hundred bodies, the purchase cap of the Labyrinth Crusaders.
In the meantime, the three Sieks left the labyrinth city every morning before nightfall, and continued to live their lives returning to 'Leaky Day' at dinner. Lynx made a bomb statement against Zeke that he could declare war on, but after that, he never touched it or showed an unusual look. As usual, he dealt with Zeke and Mariella, and returned to "I'm home" and "Leaked Wood Day" with Zeke and Edgan, and went home for dinner.
By the way, Mariella makes dinner with Shelley and Amber, and Nielenberg parents and children go home. Newlywed Amber eats with Captain Dick at his new home on a boulder, but the menu is the same and he brings home the dishes in a bowl. It must be hand-cooked because Mr. Amber also makes it. "The meal has always been taken care of by the master, so it helps. Wow," Amber said, but he didn't say no because he was clueless.
Mariella was happily sauced on her cheek for a busy dinner for a large crowd, and Zeke, sitting next to her, couldn't imagine a day coming when she couldn't sit in this seat.
The Black Iron Transport Squad that received Wyburn's transport request, but no armored carriage turns up. Eurike and Dick are the only ones driven out because they just load up and go back and forth to Raptor and the rented Yagoo. Apart from Marlow, who was discussing his future correspondence with the upper ranks of the Labyrinth Crusade Army, Donino, Grand Dollar, Franz and the three slaves were having a relaxing time at the base of the Labyrinth City.
"Hey, Nico, Spanner"
Donino speaking just words without any conjunctions.
The slave known as Nico gives the spanner to Donino, who is making a retrofit around the wheel under an armored carriage. Slaves who were often with most of them when they were bought by the Black Iron Transport Corps, but they were starting to see their personalities and stunts whether they were completely used to the team or not.
Nico, who gave Donino the spanner, seems interested in an armored carriage, and helps somewhat by the side that Donino is messing with the carriage. It's common to the three of us, but it's originally a dicky robbery, so bad habits and vague decisions about good and evil. You want to hold something like a weapon, Nico keeps tools for the maintenance of armored carriages in his pockets and so on. Of course Donino is aware of it and wants to hold it so badly. He buys a craftsman tool belt where he can hang the tool and let him hold all the tools. Nico is happy to feel strong with a lot of iron tools that can also be a weapon, and Donino is happy to have a walking toolbox.
By the way, Nico is allowed to hold a large number of tools, but he will never attack Donino with tools because of his absolute obedience to members of the Black Iron Transport Corps.
Goblins happen to be attacking me when I was getting off for a break in the Devil's Forest. Nico responded with the spanner he had hidden, but Goblin took the spanner from him and he was about to come back for it.
"You suck at the tools!
The angry iron fist of Donino, who yelled at him, defeated the goblin of every spanner that was swung down. Yes, the spanner had also been beaten and bent by Donino's stegolo. Who is making the tools crude? Before such a question, Nico vowed to obey the strength of Donino's, no, black iron convoy.
Even today, Nico is a weaponized adventurer who wears a large number of tools to help him maintain his armored carriage by sticking to Donino in the mood of becoming a strong child. Originally, when Niko, the cat-back, wears a heavy tool, she seems to be losing weight and looks even weaker, but Niko doesn't realize that.
The other, a cat-backed slave known as Nui, was putting out his energy to make preserved food in the base kitchen. The Black Iron Transport Corps spends more than half of the moon traveling. I don't camp slowly in the Devil's Forest, but after going through the Devil's Forest, I camp until the Empire to make something simple to eat. Naturally, cooking will be the work of the slaves, but Nui cooked best of the three. Since then, it has been Nui's job to cook food. Of course, while we are at the base, we create our own meals as well as preserved meals. Most members of the Black Iron Transport Corps eat out three meals while they are in the city, but more and more Nuys start cooking and take breakfast and lunch as a base.
It's such a nuit, but it still doesn't fix the bad habits of the hand, and there are a lot of stumbling blocks in the middle of cooking. I don't know if it's the meanness of wanting to eat more than people, or if it's because I couldn't come satisfied, but I deliberately peel the vegetable skins into thickness, wash them clean, dry them, fry them with oil and rub snacks, steal people's eyes and eat them there. Naturally, members of the Black Iron Transport Corps are not allowed to eat a full stomach because their bodies are in the capital profession.
"I wish I could replace the finished dish rather than steal some raw boiled vegetables?
That's what Eurike and others do, according to Franz, the healing magician.
"He must have also tasted the sense of accomplishment that he had stolen."
That's why they all pretend not to see it. Thanks to this, Nui's creative cuisine, which doesn't even know the basics of cooking such as taking stock or giving it a taste, was beginning to evolve strangely.
The Shield Warrior Grand Dollar and others are rather impressed with Nui's obsession with food, and have bought a variety of seasonings.
"Nui, let's go."
The Grand Dollar calls me and Nui rushes. I have a washed apron on my hand and a knife for cooking.
"Listen to the master of Yagoo's Bouncing Bridge Pavilion."
Nui snorts snortedly at the words of the Grand Dollar. Due to Grand Dollar's plans, we're going to the Yagoo Bouncing Bridge Pavilion today to help. A short time, but teach the master to cook while working downstairs. Grand Dollar with a tall but slender, beautifully wrapped umbrella in a sticky position doesn't look very shielded. Nui, who follows a gentlemanly grand dollar in solid clothes to say it's a holiday with a Kaisel mustache, would have said polite or discipleship with her husband from anywhere.
Nui himself thinks he's a former bandit, "I'll take him in well and steal the secret of his sagacity," etc., but the idea is no longer his only disciple. Every day my daughter Emily was planted in plenty by a master who was a little lonely as she began to immerse herself in "The Wood Leak Day," it was said to be quite fulfilling for Nui, who became a cook's apprentice both in appearance and in her mind.
And the last slave, Ziya said.
"Hiuuuuuuuuuuuuuu"
In the corner of the beast house that the Raptors paid off, he screamed with a crushed pharynx without sound, and was under Franz's disposition.
"I miss enough to pinch the oak meat from Raptor's bait, but I'm not impressed with switching to rotting crude and stealing the difference"
Franz is a healing wizard, a man of good stature to say, but always wears a hood deep in his eyes and a mask above his nose to hide his face. Like burn marks, healing magic has scars that leave marks, and it's not unusual to hide your face because there's no potion in a labyrinth city.
What frightened Jiya was Franz's longitudinally stretched pupil peeking from the mask and his steely fingers grabbing Jiya's jaw to open it.
(Damn, you subhuman bastards......)
The hand that is holding Ziya's jaw wide open with one hand is not as big as a human object and is literally so hard that she can't stand her teeth. The hand with all the tips of the fingers clawed is not human.
It seems that the continent, which lies ahead of the sea, is inhabited by a species called the Subhumans. Much longer than a person, or looking like a beast. The Dwarves are the only ones who turned down national traffic long ago and now have intimacy. But as a testament to past interaction, the Empire rarely produces humans with subhuman characteristics. It tells the story of how the reality that they lurked in the darkness and had to live in avoidance of the eyes led to the severance of national traffic.
"You have a sore tooth. Just fine."
Giggle, giggle, giggle, missy.
"Uhhhhh!!!
Ziya desperately resists the sound of her skull smudging and the constant agony, but there is no way that Ziya's resistance can pass through Franz's brass arm, which grabs and pulls down Ziya's jaw with only one hand.
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When something sounded like a thousand cuts, Ziya let go of her consciousness.
The yellow water that just runs out creates stains in his pants and dirty the floor of the beast house.
"……… I've never seen one leak at this age."
Throw down Ziya's melted teeth to throw away even the dirty ones, Franz casts a special healing magic by taking out something like cone-shaped blue and black clay. "It's been a long time since you've used this," Franz muttered, poking a conical tip into the tooth extraction marks of Ziya, who had just been pulled out. Heavy pain striking Ziya again. You're awake to pain. Your open eyes are peeling white, and your body jumps freaked out. Jiya let go of consciousness again after such a cramp, like she stuck a blade in a fish that hung on death and wouldn't move.
The blue and black incisors that Franz stabbed after Ziya's tooth extraction connect to the bone instead of the extracted tooth with the eating nerve, a convenient one whose shape also varies according to the dentition and meshing, but is also a curse called 'Curse Teeth'.
I don't handle legitimate healing magicians with illegal treasures, but Franz was often asked to treat criminal slaves and lifelong slaves when he was opening a treatment center in the slums of the Imperial City.
The effect is simple and 'painful', but it's connected to the nerves of the teeth. It can inflict the intense pain of tooth extraction that Ziya has just tasted under certain conditions. The activation conditions of the 'Cursed Teeth' applied by Franz to Ziya are linked to the burning marks of the slaves. It would be easy to understand when it comes to strengthening the slave print.
In the first place, it is classified into the same magic system in that both the burning mark of the slave to which the slave is subjected, the sworn magic and the magic contract work on the psyche of the surgeon.
The most common is the magic contract, which is established by signing with blood dripping ink on a special sheet of paper where the technique has been applied. The effect varies from rank to rank, and the lowest ranked object is evidence that the colour of the subject's blood mixed ink changes and indicates fraud when the contract entered into is broken, precisely when the contractor "perceives it broken".
When it comes to a high ranking magic contract, the contract clause is inscribed in the deep psychology of the contractor and when he tries to break the contract unintentionally, “warning symptoms” of headaches and breathlessness appear. While warning symptoms are not intolerable, the fact that “intentionally broke a contract” makes the sin of breaking a contract more serious.
Evidence that any magic contract has been broken does not force the magic contract itself to abide by the contract. It will be the work of the judiciary to make them abide by their contracts and punish them.
Some magic contracts that specialize in secrecy result in temporary amnesia so as not to divulge information, but any compulsion of magic contracts that are out in the private sector is limited by the effect activated by the awareness that they have "broken a promise".
The same is true of sworn magic, which causes warning symptoms through the awareness that "I told a lie".
It is the slave prints applied to lifelong and criminal slaves who are free to change the Key, which causes the warning symptoms of "broken promises" and "told lies". A slave crest that restricts his or her actions without his or her consent is not applied to debt slaves who are guaranteed human rights. Since debt slaves are forced to work for a period of time commensurate with the amount of debt owed, it is only natural that the servitude contract imposed is not accompanied by a burning mark, and the content is also "obey the master's orders, do not flee, do no harm". Because it is vague, the warning symptoms are also weak when the "Lord's command" is violated.
However, a servitude contract engraved with a burning mark and a surgical formula can give a stronger enforcement than can be individually specified. If engraved with the biggest baking mark, as Robert Agwinas once commanded the bandit man, he can even manipulate his body by ignoring his consciousness in a few moments.
Still, the magic flattered by the Order is attenuated, and the effect is diminished if the content is so reluctant as to hold down warning symptoms. So whoever tries to enforce the unscrupulous Orders will try to harsh the warning symptoms by planting 'Cursed Teeth' and so on.
(When the day comes for me to use "Cursed Teeth" …)
Franz looks down cold at Jiya, who faints while freaking out and cramping.
Many of the slaves who planted the 'Cursed Teeth' had complained of their own innocence when he was opening a treatment center in the slums of the Imperial capital where he would not quit his illegal suicide. Probably the truth. Because all their lords were anomalies of abusive taste. I was disgusted with such a job and said that I had taken the invitation of the Black Iron Transport Squad with my adopted son, Eurike.
Franz is stunned by Ziya's low sense of ethics. I do not believe that it is "harmful to the Lord" to earn money by replacing Raptor's meat with a cheap product that is about to rot. I am so unconscious that I only have weak warning symptoms even when I think about them. Probably a habitual offender since I was at Raymond the slaver.
A glance at the foolish man who reminded him of his unpleasant past, Franz followed the Black Iron Transport Squad stronghold to have lunch with Eurike, who was already returning to the labyrinth city after finishing his morning transport.