To Deprive a Deprived Person

"This is the wind-cut feather of a thundercloud bird that is said to live only in the Cheekin Mountains! I can gain lightning resistance just by holding this feather, but with as much skill as you can give your weapons decorations and how much skill! This wind-cut feather, if royalty or nobility is the opponent, trades a minimum of 100 gold coins at a crappy price, but if you're a nameless kingdom, think about your future relationship. Ninety gold coins specially! No, how about eighty gold coins? This is the amount I can offer you because I have my own route!

"Look at the sophistication of this silver workmanship. You know how wonderful these are, don't you? The silver dishes lined up here are from the Bonca Lee workshop, which makes only a hundred sets a year. Nobility, no, no. How long will it wait if even royalty tries to get it"

"The fruit of this app, it's not just the fruit of the app. It was brought back from The Great Tree Sea of Filthy, northeast of the Republic of Set. Look! Have a glow of the fruit of this app!! The fruit of this app is called Jewel's fruit because it shines in various colors depending on how the light shines. Therefore, it is not a half-breed thing to get. Because the flock of Saamrubarather, a Rank 6 demon, is patrolling all the time to protect the tree from which the fruit of Jewel will come."

"The Book of Magic, it's also an unused object. It is not the first floor or the second floor lower magic book. It will all be a magic book on the third floor. How about two hundred gold coins a book?

"Huh. The others are great, but they haven't lost my stuff either.

This bow strings the beard of the great catfish living in the labyrinth 'Lake Seelin' of the Republic of Set, and the body of the bow is created over the branches of the Tensin Hahn tree, where the Spirit of the tree is said to dwell. You can't even pull strings satisfactorily in the concurrent, but if you're an animal tribe with excellent physical abilities, some of you can use them?

The stone buildings, which were never narrow, were filled with enthusiasm emanating from the merchants. These are not the products that I saw earlier or underfoot. Each of them had spared no effort in presenting the items they had taken in an attempt to raise their own rating at all.

"Hah. Master Satoh, take a look. Everyone is offering secrets to raise the profile of the nameless kingdom from Satou."

Victor strokes his beard satisfactorily when he sees that the merchants he brings have finally put his back in.

"By the way, I can't seem to see the Namaris?

"I'm letting you go to the 'Goblin Great Forest' because it's in the way of a deal. Besides, you black bastards are bad for their education."

"Lord Mago, they say so."

"Ho ho, I thought I was talking about Lord Victor."

Has Mago grown accustomed to the treatment of Victor, or does well with the involved Victor? Keep it tangled up from yourself, and Victor says, "It's terrible!" and make a fuss. To its funny appearance, Mago lowers the hoarding he has been able to interact with. But that's Victor's intraoperative, but now Mago still hadn't noticed.

"And it's the 'Goblin Great Forest', which was certainly a B-rank labyrinth within the Republic of Set. The labyrinth over there, as the name suggests, is goblin for the majority of the demons that inhabit it, and despite the high difficulty of the labyrinth, which is B rank, it should be a place without such flavours. I see, I see. Did Namari just say escort (...) for the main purpose of nurturing Nina and the others?

"That's completely different. If Nina and I don't make it to the B-rank labyrinth right now..."

While talking to Victor, Yu's gaze was staring into the hands of one merchant who was in business with Bjarne. No, it was precisely nailed to the seed of a plant on the palm of its hand.

"Is that a plant seed?

"Yeah. It's a seed of a plant called rice grown by a certain people. These are people who have changed a little bit, but I have a handover and I am dealing with them.

I can still eat like this, but with a stick of wood, etc. "

"Rice?

Bjarne was surprised by the yu that broke into the conversation. If we don't talk about this deal, Bjarne and the others will hear about it in advance.

"You know me well."

"Do you also have soy sauce or miso?

To the word soy sauce, miso, from Yu's mouth, the merchants around him didn't know what to refer to, but only one, a merchant who brought rice, gave him a surprised look.

"Oh, there is. Mr. Satou..."

"I'm telling you, I have nothing to do with the people you're dealing with. I'll personally buy all your merchandise."

"Why, all of it!?

"Oh. Your point of view is fine."

The merchants who had so far vociferously described the secrets to distract Yu sent an envious glance at the merchants who traded with Yu.

Mago and Victor look surprised by Yu's slightly excited appearance. As everyone's gaze gathered to Yu, the merchant's escorts, as if waiting for them, escaped outside the building.

"Ahhh. I don't have Namari or Nina, so I'm bored."

Impica blurs on the beach a short distance from the port of the nameless kingdom. Nina and I have been busy exploring the labyrinth lately. The accompanying Namari also had less time to play with nature and Impica.

"Oh, my God, Lena, I promised you I'd put it on your broom, and you're gone forever."

"Marifa, hey, hey, you're welcome to come too"

"I want to play with Namari..."

"I want to have dinner made by the king or something crazy!

"" "Ta Ta Ta - No!!

One child after another leaks dissatisfaction as if he agrees with the blurry Impica.

"But the king is here today. Right, Mululu?

"Yesterday, when Pilika and I were together, Pilika's grandfather was all alone with the king and the people? He said he would."

"All right! Let's go."

Hende, the oldest of the children in this room, urged ahead, and Hende's sister Letel and Mululu nodded at each other, holding hands and rushing out,

"Letel, stay!

Letel stops in panic at the sudden scream of his brother Hende. Mululu, who was holding hands, also looked back in surprise, and there was the figure of Hende and Impica with their hair upside down. And behind the two, the still young children of demonic and depraved tribes cling to frighten.

"Ruru!"

Though still a roar of childhood, Impica raises the roar of intimidation that beasts deserve.

Letel realizes that Hende and Impica are looking farther away and intimidating, not themselves. Before Letel followed their gaze, he could see the men of the people, who were also armed.

The Letels didn't notice the smell of the people because they were in the wind.

When Hende screams back, Letel pulls Mulur's hand and hurries back to Hende and the others.

"What the fuck, you guys! You get your hands on my friends and they won't let you loose!!

I can roar with my eyes wide open so Hende can protect my sister and my children. Impica is like a beast, with limbs on the ground and a posture that is likely to fly even now.

The men of this people were the guards who disappeared from the building.

"Ten, eleven, twelve... sixteen? Isn't that enough?

"If you say enough, you're just a kid."

"I don't know what else to do. You saw it, didn't you? That subhuman gear is so much better than ours. And it's not just equipment. If you do it properly, this one will be killed."

"Exactly. They tell me to kidnap an adult, who has the highest status possible, too, but if he dies, there will be no ex or child. Just kidnapping these kids should pay you well enough."

"Which kid would you turn? The rest will be handled by fish on their own if they fall apart and roll it in the ocean."

"There's a lot of them, but you can let them smell the powder from the sleeping grass and stuff it in a barrel."

The men at the escort said whatever they wanted, not answering Hende's query. In the meantime, Hende and Impica intimidate the men, but they couldn't contain their bodies trembling at the appearance of the armed adults of the people.

The children had forgotten. No, I had an abominable memory that I was trying to force myself to forget. By the hand of man, he was vividly remembering his parents, his brothers, his friends, his acquaintances murdered in front of him, his house burned, his dwelling evicted, and his still coming after him.

"Oh, come on, you're frightened."

"It's all right! Your brother will protect you!

The men had a lousy grin about how funny the frightened children looked.

"Hehe. Because if you don't, you won't have to feel painful."

"Yes, yes. If you resist, your brothers (...) don't want to do it either, but they have to do something painful ~"

"Hihi, look at that. You scared the shit out of me. You know, when I see these busty little subhuman kids, they want to kill me."

The men violently wave their swords and axes at each other so as to scare the children. Each time the young children shouted "I'm frightened," the ugly grin of the men deepened.

If only the children of the Beast tribe are able to escape from this place, it is sufficient. But no other corrupt, demonic children will be able to escape. Hende and Impica therefore continued to intimidate the men by taking the lead.

"It's ugly, so, uh"

"Who!?

"Uncle Liar!

The screams of men who could not hide their agitation overlapped with the voices of Impica.

When the men looked back, there was a former con man, Frang Abagnale, standing there pulling his proud mustache.

"I'm embarrassed to be the same person, such as a good adult scaring a child, so uh"

Flang did not bend his knees, walking through between the men in what was called the geese foot march. As he proceeded to the Impicas, he turned around and played his beard with his fingers as he glanced at the men.

"" "Uncle" "

The kids clung to Flang's feet all at once.

"This is it. It's good to stick with you, but I just want you to spare me from coveting my superior clothes, so uh"

A smile returned to the children as if earlier pressing circumstances were a lie to Frang's usual attitude.

"What do we do?

One of the men asked his people.

I still couldn't hide my upset at the emergence of an unexpected interrupter.

"Don't worry. You heard that, too, but that old man is not a slave to a former con man. You'll never find out if you end up here."

When the men looked at each other, they were forced to smile to extinguish their impatience. And then he hits Flang with a weapon in his hand.

"Because they're fools. Ah."

Apart from the inadvertently meditating children, Frang muttered to pity the men.

"Become!?

"What the hell!?

"Re, it's Reyce! No ordinary weapons!!

"Oh, dude, calm down! Magic! If it was magic it would work!!

What emerged from under Flang's feet were three translucent laces. From the swords and axes the men shook down, Reyce stretched the line to protect the Flangs and played the attack.

"Slave? You're right, so uh. We are slaves, then who is the Lord? Because there's no way that that dreadful Lord won't keep tabs on people like me. Ah.

I don't know much about this race, but it's a rank six race, so, uh... Since you guys are no match for each other, I suggest you just give up and die?

"La, Rank... Rank 6!?

"Ma... stay! No!!

"Oh, yeah! It's a misunderstanding! We're not, are we?

"Kill us and your Lord will be in trouble!

Frang had heard the excuses for the men with his sleepy face, but when he unbuttoned and widened his jacket, he covered the sight of the children behind him.

"You guys are idiots, so, uh... Because it's less intelligent than goblins, such as lying to scammers."

The next moment, the men, whose ankles were grabbed by the Rank 6 demon Gludgelays, were dragged into the ground. It was just an instant event. The men disappeared from the world without even being able to leak a scream.

"Uncle?

"You shouldn't just come here with the kids. Ahhh."

"But the king..."

"I want to be nice!

"Are we coming?

"I followed you! These guys aren't bad...... so if you're angry, just leave me alone"

"No! Ooi-chan garlic is good for me...... So come back... uncle."

Among the crying children, Impica glanced up at Frang's face as she clung to his feet. There was the face of a man with the troubled face of the con artists and others.

"I'm the only one who knows about this now. Ahhh."

"But... I want to be the king."

"Now the Lord is busy too, so ahhh. At night..."

When the Gludgeleis and the others shook their bodies busily, a voice leaked out of Flang's mouth as "colored".

"Tomorrow, tomorrow..."

Again, when Flang glanced at Gludge Lace, his body never trembled this time.

"Tomorrow the Lord can play too, so ahhh!

"Honestly!?

"Uncle, I love it!!

"Yay! Thanks Uncle Liar!!

"I'm going to stop. Because the saliva is on my clothes."

"Fuck you, huh? Absolutely, absolutely not!

"Okay, I'll be there as soon as I can. Ahh."

The children hugged Frang as they thanked him orally. In doing so, innocent children coveted custom-made clothing made in a garment store specializing in nobility. Leaving room for the inner flang, the children continued to wave home until they were blind.

"Oh, man, they're troubled kids, so ahhh"

Frang whines as he wipes the saliva on his clothes with the handkerchief he took out. And keep looking at yourself. Towards the Gladys.

"Because I am the rough lord of manpower."

Gludge Lace trembled violently for the moment as she responded to Frang's stupidity.