To Deprive a Deprived Person

"Eh... initially the deficit was drooling, but now gradually the application for the contract has expanded from shops in Slam Street to shops where the general population lives, and, eh ~ that ~ the deficit, right? To put it plainly, that's it."

In a room on the third floor of a building in Slam Street, Einar, who is entrusted with the security company, was reading out the report.

"You, report heck. My Marifa's better off. I'll report it."

"Not so much," he clarified behind Yu. It was Marifa meeting with her face, but Lan watched. To the fact that Marifa's ears are moving pico. By the way, there is no colo in this room. Because the colo, which grew daily, was now three hundred and forty-seven centimeters long and weighed up to three hundred and twenty-nine kilos. He left a message outside the building that he might not be able to take the weight of the colon in this building, which is aging. Even more usually Namari, who follows Yu, is out with Lena to buy a book, so Marifa felt very good today, almost exclusively able to monopolize Yu, even though she can say that there is a Momo in Yu's flight hat.

"Boss, that's right. Born in Slam Street, doing mafia stuff. Do you think I've ever done anything to report it?

"Is that you? Always calling this guy the boss. You're the head of this Alcom security company."

"No, no, the boss must be the boss, right? To the mafia in this slum town, no, if you ask the residents who the boss is here, they all name the boss, right?

Einar strokes his jaw when he says so. It is a habit when you have a jawbeard.

I'm from Slam Street and I just don't have any credibility, so Yu told me to be more familiar with it than anyone else, and the hair I was growing in Bossa was cut short, and my chin beard was shaved up.

"I'm only assisting with the money. That's right, and I heard from the margins that people are flowing to Cummer, but what's it like?

Yu asks as he glances over the report he took from Einar.

Despite the increased demand for Alcom security companies, there is still a lot of waste in the security industry that I am unfamiliar with, and I have never been able to get rid of the funds and deficits Yu has cling to before.

"There's nothing like this, is there? People and subhumans - whoa, the Beast Man is still fine, but the problem is the nobility that comes from the margins."

Einar takes a glimpse of Marifa and rushes back to the discriminatory term subhuman to say beast man. But Marifa doesn't care otherwise because she's used to being told she's a sub, but she re-said her remarks to piss off Marifa, Yu's slave, were awkward.

"They think they're special, so if we're going to be careful or something, we're going to be rude and try to snap their necks."

Einar slaps a ton of his neck with his hands. There is no way that a proud aristocrat who controls his people and runs his country can honestly accept the attention of the general public for their poor behavior. On the contrary, the majority of people do not recognise themselves as residents of slum streets or other people who do not pay taxes. It is disrespectful and humiliating in itself to the nobility to be noticed by the inhabitants of Slam Street. In fact, several of Einar's men have been killed on the grounds that they gave oral answers to the nobility. And even if nobility kills the inhabitants of Slam Street, the gendarmerie will not move. Even if he killed them without good reason.

"Why aren't you doing it back?

"Do it back? They're nobles, aren't they? Even the boss jokes."

"You're telling me you're not the boss. I have more work to do than that. There are still a bunch of people in Slam Street, so hire more and more. And what about Wang Du?

"There's nothing I can do about it. They're just people, so I'll let you identify them over there. The property in Wangdu is holding up well."

"You don't have to rush to secure the property. Send the personnel so they don't find out."

"I know. We're sending in a few people at a time, so we won't find out. If the Lawrence guys find out it's ours, it'll be a hassle. They're impotent because the finance minister's behind them."

"Let go!!

As we interrupt Einar's conversation, the girl's screams reach the room where the Yu and the others on the third floor are located. Yu takes a seat, opens the window and looks out. There was a middle-aged man and squire out of place to be in Slam Street, arguing with a girl. Around the three, wild horses gathered to form a hedge. For the poor slum dwellers, rubbing was one of good leisure time and entertainment. Eventually a man in an Alcom security company uniform is in arbitration as he pushes the wild horse over.

"Hehe. Nobleman, did this woman do anything to disturb you? If that's the case, as you can see, this guy lives in Slam Street, so I don't know how to be polite, so why don't you give him a break?

"Chi, no! These guys have been telling me to sell my body! I refuse to sell!! Tell him from you, too! To this sketchy father. - Come on!

A squire man flattens the girl who had cut her off with a great deal of power. The girl's cheeks swelled up red. Still, the girl stared at the man who struck herself without giving in to violence.

"Watch your mouth! This is Baron Dani's younger brother, Lord Syllamy! People like you are not the right people to answer!!

"Wait a minute, sir. I'll beat you up. If you want a woman, I'll show you to the whorehouse."

"Are you willing to answer to me, Lord Syllamy's squire, for the sake of the slum dwellers?

"No, no, you didn't say anything."

"Shut up! Answering Noun's squire is synonymous with defying Noun! In the first place, dirty slum dwellers have already spoken without permission.

At the end of Syramy's gaze, Yu stood looking down at the girl kneeling on the ground.

"Rush, boss."

The wild horse that was surrounding me squeaks. Everyone paid attention to Yu's every move, those who expect it to happen, just those who say they will not be unscrupulous to their aristocratic counterparts.

"You, are you selling your body?

"Sell it. Go!! I'm not selling my body!!

The girl gets up in momentum and denies it aloud. Yu had been eyeing the girl for a while, but the next thing you know, you head toward Syllamy.

"We didn't sell it, did we?

"What are you, suddenly showing up and wondering what to say? All right? You slum dwellers, if you're meant to be, you're not even supposed to talk. I said I'd pay for it and hold it, but reject it for the dust. I'm telling you, I'm going to give the filthy slum a noble seed! Kneel down and thank God!! You bitch!!

Syllamy pulls out her hips sword and swings to slash the girl. His head fell along with a blunt sound on the ground, and once he bounced up, he rolled straight away.

"Hih! Shi, Master Shirami......!?

Syllamy's head hits under his squire's feet and stops.

"The dust will be on you."

Faster than Syllamy slashing the girl, Yu's sword snapped Syllamy's neck.

Voices disappeared from the surrounding wild horses. They were residents of Slam Street, accustomed to rough things from day to day, but they were relieved by Yu's deeds, which they knew to be aristocratic but did not hesitate to slash their necks off.

"Take it. I live in a mansion down the west gate. Come whenever you have a complaint."

When Yu said so, he threw Syllamy's head at the man of his squire.

"Hih... hih... hih!? Whoa, whoa, whoa!

When the squire man threw Syllamy's head away, he ran away as he was. The action taken by a man is natural. If you keep bringing back Syramy's neck, the man will be killed by the Syramy family.

"Hey, I forgot my neck."

Yu looks from a running away squire to a girl, but there was no more girl there. Yu grinned that he would not succeed as much as he did because he lived in a slum.

Subsequent sights were unusual. Alcom security company man scolded by brunette boy in a bloodbath, dark elf girl in maid clothes on side. A herd of wild horses still looking at it with relief.

This event was enough to show the Mafias working for the Alcom Security Company that Yu told them to kill the scraps even if they were nobles. Thereafter, the people of Alcom Security will be encouraged to do more work, and even if they are noble, they will not be able to pull off without their own fault.

"Ha-ha-ha. I will, I need your help. Who, haha"

A man who was a syllamy squire was running down the street leading from the north gate of the city Cummer. As the man looked back, the demon wolf and cloud leopard, the colo and the run were chasing far rear. At first, I followed them at a distance because they were all over the city, but they went out onto the streets and ran out because they were no longer popular.

"Yes, I don't like it! Ha, ha, ha, ha. By the way... Ha, ha, I don't want to die! Who is it?"

No matter how hard a man runs, there's no way he can compete with the speed at which Colo and Run run. When the man looked back again, he could see Colo and Run, who should have been far rear until earlier, jumping at himself.

"I don't like it!!

The next moment, the man disappeared. The colo made his nose snap, tracing the smell, but also the smell was interrupted from where the man disappeared. Run rushes to activate the unique skill 'Cloud Sea'. The clouds overflowing from the tail of the run instantly spread to a wider area, but there was no man's appearance in the reach of the clouds. I slammed my tail to the ground so that Run would be annoyed.

"Ha ha...... Oh, thank God. You saved my life, didn't you? I heard you had a collaborator, but it's about you, isn't it?

On a hill overlooking the streets where Colo and Lan are, there was a figure of a squire man there. Nina looked down at the man sitting on the ground tired of running.

"You better get out of here. It's not safe here, either."

"Wow, I know. I don't want to die here either. Heh, heh. And I heard you were cunning, but you were easily caught in this trap, and I couldn't help but laugh. Now he's a nobleman. I can't hear you being cunning. All you have to do is go back to the king's capital and collect the money, hehe, I'm a winner too! We did it! I won't let anyone fool me anymore!! The villagers can pay you back!!

"Good for you."

The man who succeeded in letting Yu kill Syllamy was excited that sometimes he could get a lot of money for his success reward.

"Hehe. Look at you! I won!

The man stands up wiping the sweat off his forehead.

"I'm grateful to you. Thanks to you for letting me know where and when that kid is, it was easy to make a scene over there."

"Come on, get going."

"Oh, so is that. And it was a really disgusting hair color. It's black. I've never seen such a sick kid before."

A man passes beside Nina. At that time, I felt something conveying the man's cheek, and when I stroked his cheek, there was blood on my hand.

"Hih, blood!? What the fuck!!

There was a string of red lines on the man's cheek, and Nina's right hand held a black dragon/nail.

"Whoa! What the heck!? I'm breathing, so..."

It is highly toxic to the skills equipped for black dragons and nails. There is a constant chance to activate various poisons, but this time it was neurotoxic. The muscles of the man's entire body become instantly paralyzed, making it difficult to breathe. The man tries to breathe, but only makes his mouth feel like a pucker and a fish.

"Disgusting? You're kidding me."

Leaving the suffocated man on the spot, Nina advanced to Cummer.