Chapter 91 - Trouble out of misunderstanding (2/2)

Left behind, we glanced at each other.

「For the time being, I guess we’ll leave the inn to Aifa.」

And as soon as we exchanged laughs after that line, a horse carriage stopped right next to us.

「Eh?」

I hear that foolish voice, as its sound reached my own ears, and then I blink.

A little period of stiffness, a short moment.

In that short moment, the door of the carriage opened and a man stuck his hand out. And with a force that was enough to make an audible sound, he grabbed a wrist.

「M-Me?!」

For some reason, I exclaimed such a thing.

For some strange reason, despite Yuri and Ayla being right next to me, the one dragged inside of the carriage was me.

「Pipe down!」

Before I could even say ah, I was already tied up by a brawny man and thrown onto a carriage seat.

「Ta-Taiki-sama!」

I heard Ayla’s voice coming from the outside, but steadily it grew more and more distant.

I have to escape somehow. Thoughts kept going around in my mind, but I was unable to come up with a way to accomplish that.

「The elven magician is not with you and dull a golem has no chance of catching up. Give it up.」

The man announced in a low voice.

Then, he glared at the knife on my waist.

「You are a noble, right? And in addition, one great enough to get a gift from that Reginshion company.」

I frown hearing those words and perhaps taking that as a positive answer the man snorted and pointed to his neck.

「……In the past, I was a slave to such a high noble.」

The man had a slave crest on a pretty noticeable spot on his neck.

「I was lucky enough to escape. But slaves died on a daily basis at the mansion where I was kept. Do you know why? Not getting enough food and sleeping at a place hardly different from stables surely were among the reasons, but the biggest one was the master’s violence. Usually, he’d regularly beat and kicked his slaves, but when he was in a particularly foul mood, an unlucky one might even get their limbs cut off with a knife.」

I gulp as he, seemingly seething with rage, told me of the dreadful livelihood of a slave. The contents were scary, but the bloodthirst directed at me was also terrifying.

As I kept silent and tried to take as little space as possible, the man, while still pointing his sharp gaze at me, spoke up again.

「So, we will take our revenge. We finally managed to get a foothold inside the aristocratic district as well. The number of ex-slave comrades exceeded one hundred. We even have accomplices. Just you look, nobles. I’ll make you cry.」

To that grudge-filled voice and gaze, I finally squeezed out a voice.

「a-A1……」

「……AaAh? What was that?」

The man narrowed his eyes quizzically.

And the next moment he raised a scream, as the roof of the carriage was torn off with a terrifying sound of destruction.