V2C34 (1/2)

(034) The “I want to live comfortably” Offertory box

Translator: Tseirp

I doubted my ears upon hearing the young girl ask to have herself killed.

However, no matter how I interpret it, that was a request for a contract murder.

“Master, she’s likely to be a rental slave. Killing a rental slave without a legitimate reason would bring upon judgement from the heavens, causing you to fall into a Thief.”

“I see. Well, I did not have the intention of killing her in the first place.”

So it’s up to the heaven’s judgement if a person is assigned as a Thief or not huh. That’s ambiguous.

Certainly, looking at Carol’s slave collar, there were 7 lights lit up.

Meaning there was still 7 hours worth of rental time.

“However, if you’re a rental slave, then why were you buried underground? Even though you must be brought back to the slave dealer.”

I dragged Carol out from within the barrel and stood her facing me.

Long purple hair and about 120cm tall.

She looks like a normal cute young girl but why does she want to die so desperately?

Does she hate being a slave?

And why was she buried underground?

” … Well, it’s fine if you don’t want to speak. Haru, let’s dismantle the monsters. It’ll be troublesome alone so I’ll help you.”

I said and approached Haru, whispering (I’ll be changing your job to Hunter) to the wolf ears on top of her head.

Dismantling monsters using the 「Dismantling」 skill gains experience points for Hunters.

Also, what should we do with the bodies of the adventurers?

“In cases where adventurers pass away, their possessions belong to the discoverer. Shall we collect their equipment?”

“No, no … we have a decent amount of gold and it’ll be troublesome if it brings trouble.”

I stripped the fur from the bears using the dagger I got from the thieves.

The equipment I obtained from the thieves is quite useful.

However, they weren’t really of good quality.

Halfway through dismantling, I was informed that the monsters were approaching again so I stored the half-dismantled monster into my item bag and left. I guess they were attracted by the smell of blood.

I did not think that the adventurer’s bodies could fit into my item bag.

It wasn’t because I could not treat dead people as items, but because I somewhat could not stomach travelling together with people’s bodies.

Originally, I should carry them to the bereaved families.

“Carol, guide us to the town.”

” …… ”

Carol nodded silently.

We exited the forest after about an hour.

I could spot a town a distance away. So that’s the town of Belasra huh.

Looks like it is bigger than the town of Florence.

Apparently, the labyrinth managed by Torerul is there. For the time being, the goal within that town is to clear that dungeon. Before that, I’d have to return Carol to the slave dealership.

The lights on the slave collar disappeared by 1 and was left with 6.

“By the way, rental slaves will not listen to orders from the owner after the rental time ends so won’t they escape then?”

“They are ordered to not escape and also prohibited from committing suicide. Though they are not prohibited from contracting others to kill them. However, there’s never been a case where a person killed a rental slave because he was requested to.”

Since they will become a Thief after all. And there might be a penalty as well.

In my case, the thing that would trouble me the most if I get turned into a Thief would be that it might replace Jobless.

If that happens, Jobless would disappear and I would not be able to acquire Jobless skills in the future. I must definitely avoid that.

We walked for another 30 minutes. The gatekeeper was a rugged old man.

I changed my second job to Commoner. The entry tax would be cheaper if I assign Peddler but I don’t know if the crystal ball’s colour would change if I set a third job and above all, I want to pay the taxes.

There were 2 groups ahead paying their entry tax but it quickly reached our turn.

Then, the gatekeeper old man, at first glance of Carol,

” … Dead huh.”

Said a single word.

“Yes.”

“I see.”

Carol nodded and he didn’t ask any further.

“You’re here to deliver her right? Thank you.”

The old man bowed and returned to the ordinary course of business.

I placed my hand on the crystal ball and he confirmed that I was not a Thief.

My entry tax was 50 sense while Haru’s was 60 sense. Slaves’ taxes are higher huh?

It was confirmed that Carol left the town at the break of dawn so she didn’t have to pay for the entry tax.