The Strongest Level 0 Aikido Practitioner, Now, Here I Come to a Different World!

How the hell did this happen? What the hell wasn't good?

Shaken by a carriage, Ann kept talking to her own chest about such an unanswered question.

However, I knew that it would be useless for her to think about it.

In the Marvel Empire, Anne understood that beast men were badly treated.

Because that's what my parents kept letting her hear.

So you must never act alone. Do not touch the eyes of the people.

I've been sporadically told to absolutely protect that while living in the woods to hide.

But then Anne didn't keep her word. I was caught off guard because it was a familiar forest.

Sometimes, on her mother's birthday, she wanted to give flowers that only blossomed at that time.

But that wasn't good. I thought too easily with the forest I was used to.

As a result, Ann was caught by a slave trader.

Anne still remembers the sorrow of that time.

And - and the way my parents looked, who desperately helped Ann.

As a result, Anne was helped by her father and mother before she could fit the collar of a slave.

And I escaped from the hands of a slave trader, but as a result, I was framed for being chased as a fugitive slave to three parents and three children.

Ann apologized in tears for the matter, but her parents never scolded Ann.

Because my parents knew why I walked out on my own without keeping my good luck.

And my father swore to me that he would absolutely protect you both. My father was famous for his bow and boasted an unbeatable strength against a lousy demon.

If he was such a dependable father, he would surely be able to escape - Anne didn't doubt it either, believing it.

But the hope was also shattered by three hands like that of the devil.

The black-haired, black-eyed three killed Ann's venerable father, brutally beating her beautiful and tender mother to the point where her face changed shape in front of Ann's, and even took her mother's life.

Besides, they couldn't get tired of it, and even still young Anne tried to work rampantly.

I couldn't figure out how to reach my body, and I couldn't move with the three hands - the three ugly faces of those days are enough to still dream.

But in the end, those three never worked abusively on Ann.

To be precise, the three acts ended in an attempt by some hand - and the three were tragically murdered by the hands of a boy who had been intruding along the way.

The sights of that time must still not burn in Ann's eyes.

It was such a tragic event.

It's just that now that I think about it, there was nothing harmful to Anne, at least.

Ann still regrets what happened then. That's when Anne got scared of the boy approaching her.

And unexpectedly, he kept apologizing even after he raised his voice.

But the first words I should have said at that time were thank you.

Despite this, Anne apologized for begging for her life.

The matter is still distressing.

After that, when Ann ended up looking up, he wasn't even there anymore.

I even distracted myself from hearing his name. I just didn't hear it directly from him, but I could understand it being the name Satoru from a conversation with the three of them who were trying to make Ann look terrible.

Apparently it was familiar... but it could also have been a rather deep grudge to see that act.

But still, it is true that he helped at least from those three in his act, and he also took my parents' revenge, albeit indirectly.

"If you follow that guy... I wonder if it was a little different -"

I would stick around and say that while holding my knee.

There were several other girls in the carriage besides her. No, I should say I was forced to ride.

They are all fitted with shackles and shackles. I thought it would be a trick not to have a slave collar.

Because of this, the clothes are simple piercing clothes, but the shackles and shackles are made to wear unnoticeably.

Anne just couldn't understand why she was trying to deceive herself into being a slave.

Yes, the slave, Ann, ended up being captured and sold as slaves by another man while wandering around that backwoods.

The men who caught Ann were the ones who would do nothing to sell their slaves to another country.

It connects with the merchant in the back and uses it as a seed for rice.

Ann then crossed from the hands of the men into the hands of the slave traders and was pushed into the carriage with the other slaves.

All the slaves but Ann were the same beast men. And they all have eyes like dead fish.

Everyone leaned down, a feeling of impatience, a look somewhere similar to giving up.

Already the carriage had passed through the empire and entered the land called the Kingdom of Bahr, which I could understand with the speech of my lord and merchant, which I had heard for a long time.

I just got more extra information in my ear than that. If you were honestly still a normal slave, you might have also hoped that if you were lucky, you would be bought by a slightly decent person.

But reality was brutal. Apparently, their buyers are the only ones that are such crazy people that everyone likes torture, people who strip and decorate their favorite beasts, or eat their living beasts chopped up little by little.

I also talk about whether I can live for three days. That's why I also hear such a lousy conversation about how this business is delicious.

Like any other girl, Ann is attacked by unspeakable anxiety as soon as she is alert. I can't stop trembling.

Wouldn't it have been better if we'd still been caught by the first slave trader if this had happened? Oh, my God. I even think about it.

But that's like denying my parents who helped me around the corner. I felt so bad about myself thinking that, I held my knee and wept.

As I am, I am in the hands of people who don't even know my face, people who like me and die...

The other enslaved girls must feel the same way about Anne now.

That's why there's already no light in your eyes, you've been struck by despair, and you've become just a doll waiting to die.

"- Help me, who..."

Even though I knew it was futile, I grumbled about it.

But it is then. Suddenly the horse hissed and the carriage stopped suddenly.

"Ma, it's a warcraft. - Whoa!

"Shit, why is there a warcraft in here? I didn't hear that!

"And Ortolos! Even S-rank adventurers can't win like this!

"Oh, I'm going down, a species with a life."

"Hey, don't be stupid! The carriage has merchandise on it! Guards for what? Protect them!

"Fool. No! If it's that important, protect it on your own in Temehe! You guys hurry up, too, yahhh!

"Hey, three people got hit in an instant, hi-no, no, no!

All of a sudden the yell flies and screams. To this the boulder slaves also rose their faces, stretching their expressions.

And...

"Oh, hey, don't kid me! I was told there was this man in the empire, Dark Merchant, Agne, wow!

I wondered if the merchant scream had sounded from your stand. Immediately afterwards, the carriage rocked violently, and Ann's point of view spinned even further.

Perhaps the carriage has been blown up and the ground is rolling gobbly.

The screams of slaves echoed in the car.

A small body bounces around in the car, punching his body lumpily - the silence finally arrives.

"Uh-huh, heh, okay!?"

Anne jumped first and shook her head and spoke to the other beasts.

Then they all lift their heads. I don't even seem to feel well, but my life doesn't seem to have anything else. I haven't seen anything seriously injured.

"Let's run!

Anne suggests to them like that. I can't grasp the jewelry, but I still understand that the carriage was attacked by a warcraft from the last voice.

In the present situation, it would also be possible to escape in confusion.

"But we have shackles on our arms and legs..."

"It's not like I still can't move at all! You can run if you want!

"So, but..."

"Don't you want to live? You're going to be eaten like this by a warcraft, or even if you survive, you're just going to be sold out and die withstanding the pain!

Raise your voice as Anne scolds. Then the slaves looked at each other and resolved.

The light was being restored to his eyes, albeit slightly.

And how much! The slaves jumped out of the carriage simultaneously to match Ann's voice that

- Kucha, kucha, kucha...

The first thing they saw as they popped outside was the appearance of a warcraft devouring a fat merchant.

Unexpectedly one of us is about to scream but Ann keeps her mouth down and quiet! Warn.

Warcraft is obsessed with eating. We may be able to escape without being noticed.

Think so. Proceed carefully with your legs. Other slaves desperately felt like crying and followed me to Ann.

Anyway, if I hadn't left this place, I'd jump into a nearby jar, and somehow - that's what I was thinking.

But then the shadow jumps out of the sky.

Unexpectedly, Cah! and it screams, even though it is short.

It was the snake that popped up. Shiru moves the sesame grass.

And - Gallu, the voice struck Ann in the ear.

Ann turns to her voice. I had eyes. It didn't take seconds for the vicious eyes of the Warcraft to recognize the slaves.

"Everybody run away because I'm going to be damned!

Unexpectedly Anne screams and goes into action trying to get herself out front and distract the Warcraft.

I was wondering myself why I did this.

But I thought this was all I had. Of course Anne is scared of warcraft too, but it was herself who suggested to them to run away. Ann has the responsibility.

But shortly thereafter the Warcraft raised a roar that rocked the earth.

Ann's legs snap at too much force and her hips crumble.

Move! Move! I can't move my body at all even thinking about it. The effect of Warcraft's skills has rendered physical freedom ineffective.

And that's the same as any other slave. They are all the food of the Warcraft as they are.

And the fact is that the Warcraft has already come to Ann's sight.

The big mouth opened. There are countless sharp teeth growing around, and if they eat it like this, it must hurt, what a thought.

But unexpectedly, my heart was calm. And Ann closes her eyes and squeals with a squeaky voice: Dad, Mom,

Ann was ready. But at least the other slaves wanted us to survive.

If you fill your stomach on your own, maybe - and I realized something was wrong after so many thoughts.

Why is the Warcraft eating so late?

And when you open your fearful eyes, there's...

"Apparently you made it. Still, you did your best."

Nestled in front of Ann is a dark-haired, dark-eyed boy. And he had said that to Anne and smiled as he held down the mouth of the Warcraft with his hands -