Vol 2 Chapter 3 (2/2)

One of the fishermen holds his hand out

The edges of the slave trader’s rin

「I’ht?」

「Wha, you bastard! You tricked us!」

「I didn’t trick you The deal was if you caught her」

「Don’t give us that!」

「Stop!」

The fisherrab the slave trader’s collar, but his friend stopped him

「His mercenaries are here」

A nuures appeared in the direction of the rocky area from which the slave trader came

They are likely mercenaries under his employ There are seven of them

In their hands eapons such as axes, swords and spears, and they had on light armor which was rusted in a number of spots

Seeing the fisherer die out, the slave trader wore a victorious expression on his face

「What happened to all that vigor you just had? Hmm?」

There are many instances for a slave trader where problems must be settled with violence

Except for one group of slave traders, most employed mercenaries

「damn it…」

The fisherrit his teeth in frustration

The ive off the impression that they’re familiar with battle, intimidate the fishermen from behind the slave trader

A armor He looked at each fisherman one by one and sneered

Then, he glanced at the young girl with the foot on her head and spoke to the slave trader

「Looks like you caught the escaped slave」

「Yeah, though if you bastards chased after her, I wouldn’t have had to get involved with these petty fisherman」

「Hey, hey, our job is to guard you, right bossreement」

「That’s why I hate you bastards You never do anything that isn’t written on the contract」

「But that’s e’re here To do our jobs according to the contract」

「What?」

Ignoring the puzzled slave trader, three of the aze toward the fishermen

「We just need to kill these sturdy looking guys here, right?」

The faces of the fishermen instantly turned pale, but the slave trader smacked the mercenaries and stopped them

「Don’t be stupid How much do you think it would cost me to kill these three? I don’t h」

「Don’t say that Not a single proble Our skills are going to become dull at this rate」

The mercenary wraps a thick arm around the slave trader and smirks

「You want this cheeky lot to die too, don’t you?」

「Well… I do, but…」

「If you get a reputation for being looked down on by commoners, it may be difficult for you to conduct your business in the future Let’s kill them」

「… Hmm…」

「And you can hardly say the soldiers in Ilnis are passionate about their work If you let theet their hands on some money, they’ll probably overlook it」

「… Then in exchange, put on a show for me」

「Hahaha, I like you bossman Leave it to me What do you want me to lop off first?」

「Start with the arms」

After the slave trader’s last state off his waist

The other mercenaries also ready their weapons in their hands

「So, that’s the request fro your arms」

「G-Get out of here!」

As one of the fishermen yelled out, a shadow suddenly appeared from behind him

「Ah?」

The mercenary said in a befuddled voice Apparently, the fishermen notice him too and turned around startled

「He’s huge…」

「Hey, move it」

The mercenary pushed the bewildered fishere man who suddenly appeared

「Who are you, bastard?」

『… Her body Are you human?』

The large man who appeared was even taller than theup at him

「What are you saying? What language is that?」

『So— this really is Soleil』

(TL note: I’ for, but this is apparently the japanese pronunciation for the French word “soleil”,“sun”)

The e the heat

A sht from the sun

『The Grantz language was commonplace on the central continent, if I remember correctly』

「… Hey, big boy, are you listening?」

『Sorry How is this? Do you understand me?』

The large e with a heavy accent

「Are you from the Empire, you bastard?」

『Do I look human to you?』

The mercenary furrows his brows and observes the man After a while, his lips stiffen

「… Don’t tell me…」

A race with light purple skin, and bodies well endowed beyond humans

He co the small, purple crystal embedded in his forehead

「Are you a zorosta?!」

『Correct, human』

「What did you say?!」

The one who spoke up in surprise was the slave trader

「Hey, I’ll raise your pay threefold, so capture him!」

A 1,000 years ago, there was a country of zorostas which conquered the central continent

In order to oppose the zorostas ere increasing their sphere of influence, the four races of humans, dwarves, elves, and anthros created an alliance At the end of an intense war, they succeeded in destroying the zorostas’ country

However, although the country fell, they were unable to eradicate the zorostas

After the war, it is said that they crossed over to Ao located south of the central continent, in order to escape persecution

Because an angry sea doesn’t allow anyone to enter that place, there is no way to confirm whether or not that is true as of now

However, it’s not that all the zorostas crossed over to the archipelago A considerable number of them still exist on the central continent

「Currently, they’re under the protection of the Empire, so it’s hard to see thes whose zorosta blood is weak Its questionable whether they can even be considered zorostas But looking at this guy, I think the zorosta blood is strong in him If I sold him off as a slave, I’d more than make a fortune!」

To the northeast of the Grantz Grand Edom

Although it’s a country which was founded by zorostas in order to save their brethren from persecution, currently, they are a vassal state of the Grantz Grand E under its protection

「Bossman, now that I know that, threefold is too little There’s a chance this guy’s a pure blood who isn’t et at least five times the pay—」

Before the ht in two

His entrails scatter all over the beach and a grating sound jolts the eardrums of the humans

「Eek!」 A quiet scream flies out from the throats of the fishermen

The large ripped in his hand

『Really now… talking about slaves and uess all countries are the same Do you think you lot can capture ths?』

「B-Boss?!」

「You bastard!」

After seeing their coe man with their weapons

With one swing, three uts splattered all over the beach as their lives came to an end

Seeing this, perhaps the reathered they were no lances and turned their backs

「H-Hey, wait! Don’t you bastards want your pay?!」

The slave trader yelled toward their backs as the mercenaries race across the beach

「Our lives are ainst a monster like that!」

「Wha, and you bastards call yourselves mercenaries?!」

『You’re not getting away』

The large ether

The sand rose up, entwined the legs of the mercenaries, and toppled them over

「Gah!」

「What is this?!」

「There’s sos…」

Thud—

The mercenaries fell, and a cloud of sand rose up before their eyes

A large sword cut through the cloud and beheaded two mercenaries

A vast amount of blood paints the beach red

『Humans… truly are weak』

「Eek!」

The large man crushed the head of the last mercenary with his foot

「S-Someone save us!」

The fishermen run away, but the zorosta does not chase after them

He trae sword on his back, and walked toward the slave trader

「I’ll give you ten times their pay Won’t you become my merce-ahh!」

His disgusting face is covered by the largein midair

Below his feet is the dark-skinned young girl Her face is bright red and she’s unconscious

The zorosta took a glance at her, then turned his cold eyes towards the slave trader writhing in agony

『… An irredeemable fool』

「Urgh!」

Blood ca out from the slave trader’s eyes, nose, mouth, ears, basically every hole he had

Even though the blood which flew out froers landed on his face, the zorosta’s expression did not change

He gropes around the slave trader’s breast pocket, takes out a nus, and tosses them away

He kneels beside the dark-skinned young girl

『Starting over again doesn’t seem like a bad idea…』

The large man sympathetically touched her red, swollen cheek, and affectionately lifted the young girl up

『It’s a life that was once lost It doesn’t sound bad to test my powers here and see to what extent they’re effective』

With the young girl in his ar the beach