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

"Hey! I don't know what you're talking about! What the hell is this? Liberation!

"Shut up! I know as much as you guys are forced to bring your brothers around and do a terrible job. Just let him go and hand him over here."

One of their demands, Flem, was particularly responsive to freeing Kyle from slavery, and it was quite intense.

From Flem's point of view, it's naturally a story I don't remember, and I guess I don't have the patience to be suspected of treating Kyle as a slave, both my buddy and friend.

But the other wolf-eared boy looks like he doesn't suspect Kyle is a slave.

"Well, that's been a hassle."

"Oh, no! Everybody stop fighting over each other!"

But Kyle, the person of the day, is oddly light.

"No, Kyle, what are you saying with pleasure!

"... the one who's not nervous"

"That's the good thing about Kyle."

The women have a frightened eye for Kyle like that, but as Nagare said, it certainly doesn't have to be heavy air because Kyle is at this rate.

"What do you guys like to say to yourselves! You know what's going on! Just do as you're told!

But a wolf-eared boy can't hide his frustration in such interactions with Kyle and the Nagares.

"Uh-huh, guys, calm down for a second."

"What are you talking about?" First of all, who do you think you're demanding this for?

And to Kyle's condition as always, mucky! and murmured and the wolf-eared boy shouted. But it is also Kyle, who is tactful in his appearance. Anyway, he has no reason to be released.

"Uh-huh, I think I'm mistaken about something, but I'm not a slave except for yum ~?"

"Idiot! That's fine. You're forcing these guys to say that anyway, aren't you? It's okay. We're gonna let you go!

Kyle appeals to them to try to get them to trust him, but they are still unbreakable beasts.

"... these guys are deaf to hear at all"

"Hahaha......"

Bitches and bitter laughter Kyle narrowing her eyes like she was frightened. In fact, if you think about it carefully, it seems pointless at least not within the Empire to bother to make slaves say they're not slaves, but you can't even afford to think about that to them who are totally judging the human side as their enemy.

"Ahhh! I'm angry! You guys are kidding me! Kyle's one of mine! You're not kidding me about slaves!

But Flem's barking shook the beasts' shoulders in a vicious shake. Some of them are slightly frightened and trembling.

"Shit, that's how you think you're gonna listen to what I say if you blackmail your voice, right? But we're not anymore! It's not your toys!

"What? Toys are so..."

"Wait, please, Frem. There are parts of you that are apparently wrong about each other, and if you don't understand them, they won't bury each other's grooves."

"What are you talking about? I'm generally not going to bury that over here! Anyway, if you're not willing to drink the demands, I can help you."

"But one of those things, about Kyle's liberation, is something he doesn't want himself to do. Anyway, as he says, he's one of us, not a slave."

Nagare blocks the other person's words and covers the conversation. And Kyle snorted, yeah, too.

But the Beast still doesn't seem to convince me.

"No, that's why you're forcing me to say it!

"It remains a parallel line even as we continue to talk about it, but if you could look at my neck, would you know?

But Nagare's words clogged the throat of a wolf-eared boy, Muggle.

Yes, this could otherwise be considered conclusive evidence. Kyle also dared to show off his neck to the beasts. Naturally no collar is fitted there.

"Shit, you didn't even check your neck after you doubted it."

"... well, don't lick it. I kind of figured you didn't have a collar."

"No, then why did you tell me you were a slave?"

Peach frowned in a grumpy manner. Surely there is a good chance that he will not be a slave than without a collar.

"You're the one who's licking us because we're beasts, aren't you? We know there's a magic way to do this without a collar! Besides, you were being tortured as a combat slave more than you had a bow, right? Then it's not weird if you're not wearing a collar!

"... I see, I'm thinking a little"

Bitchet seemed a little impressed. And the way they make it slave, as they say, doesn't just rely on collars and other magic aids.

If there is a user who can use the magic of slaves, it is also possible to perform and enslave slave rituals with direct magic.

However, the magical bearers of slaves are small in the first place. For this reason, it takes a lot of effort and a lot of money to hire a merchant who deals in slavery to do magic every time he increases his slavery.

For this reason, it is a fact that many rely on collars of easily accessible slaves.

However, it is not that the collar that fits into the slave has no flaws either, and its effects naturally disappear when it is broken beyond being a magic guide. For this reason, the collar usually also has the effect that slaves die if they try to remove it or break it.

But in the case of combat slaves, this creates inconvenience. If the collar is destroyed and dies in battle, it is possible that the Lord will stand in distress at times of need.

For this reason, in terms of combat slavery, the surgical ceremony is often performed directly on the body by the bearer of slave magic, rather than the collar.

And that's why the Beasts decided that if they were combat slaves, it wouldn't be weird if Kyle didn't have a collar.

"I mean, the guy named Kyle should have a surgical ceremony somewhere in his body, even without a collar!

"So Kyle says it's different too..."

"... no matter what you say. When this happens, I'll do everything I can to shut you up."

"Bitchet, stop releasing pheromones. There's a few nosebleeds."

Bitchet's strength apparently included color tricks as well, and her pheromones seeped into the air, which did make some beastmen unbearably hold their noses. It includes bowmen, so if you want to do it, you can even suppress it at this point.

And the effect was also clearly shown to the wolf-eared boy, who seemed to be a leader, strangely guinea and pointed his eyes at Bitchet.

"Heh, heh! You think I'm gonna do everything I can? She's a busy woman! Now I'm in a bad mood! All right! One more request! I'll take that woman, too!

Then, all of a sudden, the wolf-eared boy has added his demands in a somewhat exciting tone. Of course its fingertips are pointed at Bitchet.

"What? Hey, what are you talking about, Eine!

"Ugh, shut up, Sham! I already made up my mind! And the people of the Empire have sporadically liked me, and you have every right to do it back here."

"Oh, yeah!

"Nice one, Leader!

"Man's Appraisal!

"Hey, you guys suck!

The boy of the leader, called Yeine, sought a bitchet, which overflowed with praise and criticism among the beasts.

Although it is all men who are sending praise in particular, and it is easy to understand a woman who is criticizing them.

"... so, what are you going to do with getting me?

Then Bitchet created the family and asked aloud. There was even something intolerable about the act of showing off a woman's weapon as if it were still this. Apparently this stimulus was probably too early for them.

"Bitchet, stop coloring him. It's a little too exciting for them."

"... I just answered because I was invited"

"Ugh, I regret that even I, the woman, will still fall in love with you!

"Oh, my head's going to boil ~"

Peach waves his hands up and down regrettably as he dyes his cheeks, Rosa lifts smoke from her head and her whole body is bright red.

And even the girl on the beast side started dyeing and mozzling her cheeks the moment Bitchet opened the pose.

"And anyway, that's Kyle over there first! Release him quickly."

And Yeyne instinctively decides she can't hold herself watching Bitchet like this, turning her eyes to Kyle again, and commanding her to turn to everyone.

"I guess that's why Kyle said he wasn't a slave, he was one of us."

Then Flem returned the words, wearing his ears somewhere troublesome.

"Don't lie to me! Even if you don't have a collar, you have a sign of slavery engraved on that body!

But Yeyne doesn't change her mind, she doesn't pull in.

"Oh well. Okay, then Kyle, you take it all off."

I suddenly gave Kyle a good idea of that while Flem showed the beasts like that.

"Yes? Huh? Here!?"

"That's right. You don't have to lose it. Take it off quickly."

"Oh, that's so lame, Flem."

But Kyle doesn't seem to have the same hobby of getting naked in front of everyone either.

"Hmm, see, you've seen it! You guys saw that, too, right? In the end, this is what these guys are like. This is how you're a scumbag who toys with slaves and enjoys them!

"Huh? What the hell? Ha. You guys didn't listen to Kyle as a slave, so you tried to prove you weren't."

"Shut up! Into the habit of trying to disgrace my countrymen here naked!

But Flem's deeds seemed to reflect on them as if they were waving their compatriots. It is completely like oil on fire.

"... I see, it certainly might have looked that way depending on what you were trying to see"

Then, after alternating between Flem and the Beasts, Nagare gives one nod to his thoughts.

It is a frem who is surprised by it and rushes to elucidate it.

"Oh, my God, Doctor, I'm..."

"Yeah, of course I know Flem didn't mean that. Besides, it does look that way from what I've seen, but at the same time it turns out that Kyle isn't a slave now, so it's a trick."

"To?"

But to Nagare's words that followed, Flem accidentally also raised his voice and showed a decent face.

And it seems that Yeyne is with him, and he argues against Nagare.

"What? What are you talking about? You! Why would that prove you're not a slave? Rather proof you were treating me like a slave!

"Hmm, don't you see? Bye, Kyle. I also command you to take off your clothes here."

"Oh, you again."

Yeine's eyes become more rugged by further Nagare's remarks.

But - elsewhere I answered Nagale with a grin like Kyle had weakened.

"Eh, what's wrong with Nagare? I don't have that hobby for yummy - or does it look so yummy naked?

"No, not at all"

"Who wants to see you naked?"

"You're not kidding."

"Honestly, I don't want to either."

"... when I take it off, I hang up"

"Everybody's terrible! So, Bitchet, what are you going to cut?!?"

Kyle accidentally held his groin by his hand and shook a blur. This eye of hers, if it was really undressed, would be amply likely to have been cut off.

"Come on, what the hell are you--"

And Yeine pinches her mouth, who looked suspiciously at such a line of interaction. But the cat-eared sham raised its voice to block it.

"Hey, wait a minute! Sure, this is crazy!

"What? What the hell is wrong with that!

"'Cause weird, those two were giving orders to him named Kyle, but he didn't follow orders."

Oh, and Yeine made her mouth half-open and hardened. Listening to Sham, he finally calms down, and then he thinks, uhm, roars.

Because if the magic of slavery is truly practised, then unbearable severe pain should be attacking Kyle at the time of disobeying orders.

But whatever you do, Kyle doesn't look like he's in pain.

Besides, these people don't look like bad people.

"What? What are you talking about, Sham! I don't know what that means!

"So, because! That Kyle guy's got a nice smile on his face, and he's been nagging me and talking to me about it. Slaves. This is crazy."

Sham had always looked surprised by Kyle's tone, but apparently there was an obvious divergence from the way she thought slaves were, and she remembered the confusion there.

"Damn, those names are Fremucci and Nagarecci!

"There can't be two weird names like that. Yeine sees reality."

"Ha? Oh, which side are you on?!

The color of confusion begins to be visible to the surrounding beasts as a result of the leader's boy and Sham suddenly starting to say something close to a crazy talking fight.

It's just that Sham's opinion is accurate, and maybe Kyle isn't really a slave? So much so that some are beginning to whisper, etc.

"You guys hang on! Mostly nothing strange! Sure, if you disobey orders, you'll be attacked by severe pain, but we're just talking about having to endure it!

"Nah, that pain isn't bearable..."

I drooled my ears and tail as Sham remembered and showed sad eyes. It seems unmistakable that it was an unforgettable severe pain for the beasts.

"Oh, is that so painful?

"Sacred magic hurts so much that it's hard to contain it."

Rosa answers Peach's questions. However, this would be unimaginable for something that has no experience of slavery.

"... I've tried it, it does hurt enough to be stuffy. But Nagare will be fine."

"If you're nagging me, I don't think I'm gonna change my complexion."

"Naturally! If you're a teacher, you'll even turn pain into comfort!

"Flem, that's just misleading"

Sure, if pain turns into pleasure, it's just dm.

"Anyway! You guys didn't forget, either, did you? How much the Imperial humans have done to us! You must never forgive the people of the Empire! Even Sham's thoughts right now, maybe that's how these guys are just guiding..."

"Sorry, you've already made a mistake at that point"

Aine desperately complained to Sham, who could even feel the atmosphere of being flattered if he was bad.

But Nagare's words break in between those two.

"... what? What are you talking about, you've been talking too much just now!

"I'm sorry about that. But I thought we should just keep it clear."

Yeine returns her words in a beautiful way, but Nagare speaks clearly of her thoughts without breaking Rin's attitude.

Then, as Sham observed, he inquired as he saw Nagare.

"So, what the hell is a mistake?

"Yes, we are not imperial people in the first place. I am an adventurer sent by the Kingdom of Bahr in the west."

"... what?

It was a yeine that made eyes black and white in its answer -