Jiya, who had lost her mind during the "Cursed Teeth" procedure, woke up when she had been around noon for a long time.
The tingling pain in my head is still going on and it's like waking up to that pain. I feel sick with my own piss and dirty pants. We also need to clean the dirty beast house. When Jiya stood up cursorily, she washed the dirt off the floor with the magic of life, changed her dirty clothes and threw it into the laundry cage.
(I'm hungry...)
I passed out before noon so I haven't had lunch yet. When I headed to the dining room holding down my painful cheeks, the bread and soup for one person, just a few pieces of meat, were kept apart.
The Black Iron Transport Corps is a man's belt roofed by the sky of the journey. The bread was dry and stiff, and the soup was chilled out and the membrane was tight because there was no bread, no soup, no cloth or lid on top. I guess the meat is leftovers too. It is dry and rubbery with all the greasy slices. Still, just keeping Ziya's meal would be an excellent consideration.
(You can wake me up)
Pick the meat while complaining in my mind and throw it into my mouth. The moment I chewed at my usual rate.
(Ah, guh!
The pain ran like he was hammered around the curse teeth.
(Hey, hey, hey, hey!
The pain thrust through my teeth and the area around my cheekbone hurts severely.
(What's going on, what's going on! I'm here!
The nerves connected to the new teeth called cursed teeth are only becoming hypersensitive, and after a while, they will heal, but Ziya, who does not know that, holds her cheeks and despairs.
(Me, I can't even eat dinner with such satisfaction. Did you become a body? Damn it. Just feed the beast!
Raptor is more valuable in criminal slaves like Raptor and Ziya. Three meals for criminal slaves, and not the Lord who feeds them meat from day to day. To say that Zeke and others from his time as a debt slave have survived eating worse food than livestock bait.
Not to omit his own deeds, but a sticky, damp, smelly cloth was thrown at Ziya, who only raised groans of resentment.
(What the fuck!
When I looked back at my anger, Nico, who hung a tool bag, stared at Jiya.
The thrown cloth threw into the laundry cage earlier, my piss stained trousers. I tried to get Nico on laundry duty to wash the leaked clothes without rinsing them. The laundry that came in earlier also got dirty due to Ziya's crude phase. Nico's anger is especially bad, and he stares at Jiya in a way that he says he will beat him with a tool at any time.
Ziya poisoned herself in her heart (bastard) and picked up her own dirty clothes and went to wash them.
(Shit, shit, shit, shit, shit)
Jiya washes while stepping on dirty laundry in the backyard wash of the Black Iron Transport Squad. I can't even go without laundry because I only have one change of clothes.
(Why did Niko's bastard let me hold the tools?! Nui has a cooking knife! Why, just Aitsura!
sloppy, sloppy, jealous.
Nico has been deposited with the tools and is helping to maintain them as he was told.
Nui is given a cooking knife, which makes her cook as she was told.
Jiya has been given money to buy a different crude product and miss the difference.
Ziya can't understand such a simple thing.
(Damn, damn, damn, damn. In the first place, Kozo (Lynx) did something confusing!
Giya remembered the day Lynx took her out to collect Renamaggia as she stepped on her pants with her anger.
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The day after the Black Iron Transport noticed that the herb was being transported secretly somewhere, Jiya tried to follow Lynx. I saw Lynx enter the warehouse and waited for him to come out.
(Are you sure...?
Even though there's only one entrance, Lynx doesn't come out to live long enough. I was trying to peek inside saying, "Come on, what are you doing? Jiya," Lynx said behind Jiya, speaking from outside the warehouse.
(No, when...)
It's impossible in the first place to tail Jiya with Lynx, who works for the Black Iron Transport Corps.
"Jeer, stay in your room for the night," huh?
Ziya had no choice but to pull back into the room to Linx's Orders, which made her narrow eyes even thinner and laughed, as she was discerning everything.
Even in the unlikely event that I could tail Lynx's trail, I would have been eaten to death by demons in the Devil's Forest before I reached the entrance to the underground water supply, and even if I had a miraculous chance of reaching the underground water supply, I only had a future to feed the slime.
(Shit, shit, shit, shit, shit)
There's no way Ziya would pull back a lot if she didn't.
(If you know what you're carrying, you might be able to find a way to get it.)
Jiya planted adhesive threads in the middle of the slime tank (trash can), picked up the torn and discarded documents and connected them, and when she went out to buy them, she appeared to have taken her feet to a familiar grocery store in the slam.
"You're Jacob. You're not dead yet."
A small middle-aged man, like a shopkeeper, comes out of the back and calls out as he pulls one leg. The smell of alcohol drifts from the yellow tooth gap, which is only sparse if you are drinking it from daytime. The appearance of putting together brown, dirty clothes like you haven't washed in days is very unlikely to be seen by the people in the food shop. The slave Ziya has a cleaner nari.
I pushed the documents I recovered from the slime tank (trash can), and I gestured and tried to tell Jiya what I had to do. "What? Don't you have a voice? Hyahahaha, this is a masterpiece. I don't give a shit. I was even trying to change the story to gold. Ome did." The store owner laughed nasty.
"So? You want me to read him?
Jiya snorted cozily, even though she looked uncomfortably at the shopkeeper's inferior laughter.
"Big Silver 1. Huh? Ome, I thought you were in the Black Iron Transport Corps right now. Buying out Raptor's bait, it's Omei's job, right?
The shopkeeper removes brown, discolored chunks of meat from the frozen demon props behind the store. One large silver coin is probably a reasonable price if you just look at the amount of meat, but it hurts and is the meat to dispose of.
(Today's is more Hide than usual)
Jiya stares down at the owner.
"It's getting a little old since Omei didn't show up. Wow. How about this?
Saying so, the store owner adds a bottle of cheap liquor.
Jiya had been in charge of buying and selling food for the guest's horseback since she was at Raymond's Slave Trading House. He was wearing the difference when he bought ingredients that were as fresh as those purchased by a gold-less slum human. "This bait is not fresh," Raptor complained, but only a tutor like Yurike could understand. Even if he found out, he would not complain about the bait served in the service unless it was in such poor condition. That's why they soaked the delicious juice without breaking it before.
Looking at the liquor served, Jiya licked her upper lip, and when she paid for the large silver coin, she stuck to the shopkeeper asking him to read the paperwork while drinking quickly.
"Mmm, this is a tax certificate. Are you sure? Bring it. Renamaggia, the fruit of Ent, on the bones of Bourne Knight. Is this the bud of Nigil? What? The Black Iron Transport Corps even started doing business with alchemists? They can make it through the Devil's Forest, and it's a businessman."
(Huh? Alchemist? There can't be anything like that. This is a labyrinth city.)
Ziya tells you to look more properly and even spread out the other creased paper scraps to make it read. But the owner said it was all the potion ingredients that came back.
(No way, no way)
Seeing Jiya drinks up, grabs the rotten meat and the bundle of paper she brings, and tries to walk away, the shopkeeper thinks Ate is off, "Hehaha, sorry to hear that, Jacob. Please come back for the meat," he called out.
I'm pretty sure Ate came off.
Labyrinth cities are taxed on the products they bring out when they leave Daimon. Since we can't leave at any point in time, the majority of the transport team will also receive a tax payment certificate to match the price at the store. Confirmation at Daimon can be simplified because the boxes of goods are affixed with documents paired with certificates and sealed.
Those who evade taxes rarely confuse unpaid goods between boxes of duty-paid goods, hide them under the carriage floor, or take them out of the gate beforehand to hide them. Especially since the guards are accustomed to it, they usually find it and collect high fines.
Jiya hit that the Black Iron Transport Corps also carries goods every night to mislead taxes. But the paper Ziya picked up is a document indicating tax payment. To say that it was abandoned is to say that the goods brought out were transported somewhere in the labyrinth city. They pay taxes that aren't meant to be used in the city, and they carry them until they show up when they take them out of the city. And the contents of the luggage......
He's in this labyrinth city. Alchemist.)
It must smell like gold.
(He's a hell of a big mountain. It's too big to get your hands on...)
Potions made in labyrinth cities only work in the pulse of labyrinth cities. This is all the ingredients we're bringing in. A significant amount of potion should have been made, but it is not distributed to the city. Where the hell did it disappear?
(Sora, a Labyrinth Crusader soldier should be a little sloppy, Ze)
It is the work of the Labyrinth Crusaders that the Black Iron Transport Corps is doing in secret. If it was a dark little money making story behind me, I guess there was something I could have done, but this project sucks. If it is likely to come out by accident, the zija will be erased and thrown into the slime tank (trash can).
(Motherfucker. I spent a lot of silver coins on gold...)
Jiya gets angry when she feels like her money was stolen, even though it's money she deposited as bait.
Rather than throwing away the rotten meat or mixing it with fresh meat, Jiya, who fed Raptor as she was, was punished by Eurike and Franz, who heard Raptor complain that the meat was old.
I forgive Eurike for being angry when I feed him slime, and even Franz's good intentions to give him a chance only once was done with the punishment of 'Cursed Teeth'.
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(Shit, shit, shit, shit, shit)
Jiya steps in to kick her own dirty pants. Just remembering makes me angry.
I struggled to collect pieces of paper and it didn't do me any good. I'm angry with the shopkeeper who gave me rotten meat to roll up the gold and find out soon enough.
(He's been drinking alcohol with the money he rolled up from me by now!
I resent Nico for putting his hands on the tools and washing dirty clothes.
(Isn't Nico's job in laundry today! You're pushing people to work!
I envy Nui for going to "Yagoo's Bouncing Bridge Pavilion" to help.
(By now, Nui is eating Ume Mon Ha Ha Ha!
Franz, who pulled out his own teeth, is jealous of the Black Iron Transport.
(And money! And the power! You've got it, you're hurting me! If only I had that power!
Shit, shit, shit, shit. resentful, jealous, envious.
Ziya does the least she can with her grudges scattered. The cleaning of the beast house is also to such an extent as not to be criticized. Planted cursed teeth react to such Ziya's heart roots or cause a rash and headache-like pain.
Shit, shit, shit, shit. resentful, jealous, envious.
Finish the day with that feeling and dive into the given bunk. But Ziya can't sleep with her slightly painful cursed teeth.
(I can't live with this body. Hey, I have teeth. I don't even have a voice. Oh, fuck you. Why, why am I looking at you like this)
If I had heard this voice, I would have wondered what kind of exaggeration it was.
The cursed teeth will not hurt if Jia is correct, and the only pain that still persists is that the nerves are hypersensitive after treatment. And it's not an unbearable pain. Even the voice has found its own way when the other two don't answer.
Jiya can't understand the temper of not being a tool or a cooking knife but being deposited with "gold" and using it to get it done with the "curse teeth" setup. I do not realize that members of the Black Iron Transport Corps, who have seen a man (Sieg) survive, recover, and perhaps grow into a more legitimate person before falling into slavery while having the power of the B rank, are also giving the three Zias a chance to become slaves.
Shit, shit, shit, shit.
Everything is jealous, everyone is jealous of him, everything in this world is resentful.
Ziya curses her own destiny if she doesn't like everything that surrounds her.
What he doesn't like the least is himself, without realizing it.