episode_0027
by fnovelpiaAny way you look at it, Karami was not a sane person.
Even though pressure was applied to his neck and a knife was pointed at him, he didn’t feel any danger and just smiled. If this kind of frivolous person were normal, I would have cut off his carotid artery and thrown him on the street.
If only the story about his granddaughter hadn’t come out of his mouth.
Victor’s granddaughter Emily.
Emily, who was naturally weak, was a child who desperately needed nursing, and the person who took on that role was Victor. Although he was the head of the organization, he was at an age where he was slowly approaching retirement.
The day the organization was destroyed was the same. Victor missed his mission to take care of Emily, and thanks to that, he was able to survive.
Emily’s parents died along with the organization members on the day the organization was destroyed.
Unable to lose even his one remaining blood relative, Victor hid his identity and settled in Nokhtar. The problem is that Emily’s illness does not get better even after calling a doctor, a priest, and giving her expensive medicine.
In that situation, what Karami said was enough to take away all of Victor’s nerves. So much so that even when Karami snatches the dagger and stabs Victor, he cannot react.
“How on earth did you do that…? ?”
Only Victor knew that Emily had an incurable disease. At the point where Emily’s husband and wife died.
“I think I already told you who I am. In the end, isn’t the main point what’s important? Are you going to kill me and let my granddaughter die too? Or will you do me a favor and save my granddaughter?”
A proposal without any credibility.
It is not reasonable to accept this. Although I knew Victor intellectually, he was already at the edge of a cliff. Even at this time, Emily is dying.
I can’t even lose Emily.
I couldn’t even think of torturing him. The grandfather’s heart was not strong enough to bet on his sick granddaughter.
“It must be fixed. If you can’t keep your word, I’ll use that slim body as a dagger holder.”
***
‘I didn’t know it would really be fixed.’
Surprisingly, Karami kept his word. I boiled water with a rock I had never seen and fed it to Emily, and she got better.
Even with the priest’s blessing, it couldn’t be cured.
Just like a rock.
“How on earth did you know about Emily’s illness? Even though they called in excellent doctors, they couldn’t even find out the name of the disease.”
“It is a trade secret.”
Of course, there was only one way I found out.
Victor is an important character that appears in the game, so he could be used as a helper rather than a slave. Putting him in the store’s assistant manager slot increases work efficiency.
It may seem pointless to help him now that you don’t play Tycoon, but that’s not necessarily true.
Master of the Assassination Guild.
Shadow Duke Victor.
Karami thought about using Victor as an attack card. It will be a very useful force in situations where there are no combat slaves.
‘Of course, there are things that get caught.’
Is it humanely right to take on one’s side a person who has been killing people?
But there was no room for debate.
Right now, Karami himself is a slave trader.
‘I am a good slave trader, though.’
A combination of slavers and assassins. In some ways, they fit together well.
Of course, more than half of it was selfish. Karami suddenly said something.
“Twilight falls, and the peacock stops dancing.”
“Why are you suddenly doing that again…? ?”
“… … .”
As Karami stared at her in silence, Victor sighed as if he was tired and had no choice but to agree.
He is his granddaughter’s benefactor.
“But the shadow continues to dance.”
“Where does the peacock go on a rainy night~”
“To a place where there is darkness. To a place without moonlight… .”
When those words came out, Karami let out an exclamation of “kya~” and clapped.
Chewdeok’s Romance!
A man’s dream!
‘Giving and receiving aid. ‘I really wanted to try it!’
We are owls that don’t cry.
It is a tiger without footprints.
How much fun it was when I saw it in other games.
In Taosul, there were similar elements that stimulated men’s love. The scene of exchanging secret slogans with Victor was included in Karami’s ‘Top 10 Impressive Scenes in Taosul’.
Although the possession was unwanted, Karami was thoroughly enjoying it.
“I don’t know what you’re thinking.”
“I don’t think it would be very good to know. It’s better not to know.”
Victor nodded his head heavily.
I’m sure he’s thinking about things he can’t even imagine.
After chatting and finishing up the store, the two went down to the basement. There were four children, including Emily, in the basement.
The three were children whom Karami had brought in from outside and formed a master-servant relationship.
‘You have to collect points regularly.’
Thanks to liberating Mirabell, I have plenty of points, but I never know when they might disappear again. The point is that it appears and then disappears.
“Welcome!”
“Uh, welcome… .”
The children greet you with happy faces. The Duke of Soiree has ample space in the basement for people to reside. Karami also took up space here and used it as his lodging.
“Did everyone have a good time?”
“Yes!”
“Then I’m glad. I bought you some gifts, so if you like anything, you can take it.”
Karami unpacked the items on the table like a bundle. It was a variety of accessories that girls of that age would like.
The girls screamed and put the ornaments on their hair and clothes.
Karami, who was watching happily, moved her gaze to the side.
“Are you not interested, Matthew?”
Matthew was the only boy among the slum children brought in by Karami. As the girls inspected the items, Matthew was the only one with his arms crossed with a disapproving expression on his face.
“Of course I’m not interested! Where is the man who likes things like that?”
“Like that.”
“Knowing clearly that I am not interested. Karami always discriminates against me, right?”
“Haha, what an obvious statement.”
Unlike his two friends, Matthew was not a slave. Karami did not shackle the soul.
If you have to raise a male child, is that a cheating game?
A male character alone is enough.
Karami only enslaves women. No matter how good your performance is, if you wear red pepper, you will be disqualified.
Matthew should consider himself lucky to be the girls’ friend. Otherwise, I would have been a cold corpse lying on the street by now.
“I want to do this!”
“Then I have this!”
“I, I use this… .”
One by one, the girls chose what they liked. I can hear the level of favorability rising steadily.
A new skill obtained after liberating Mirabelle [Granting Master].
There are no extraordinary effects to the skills Karami gains. The focus is on making it easier to operate as a slave trader and on relationships with slaves.
[The generous owner] is also the same. When Karami gives a slave a gift, his/her favorability increases slightly. It is easier to break down the barriers that arise in the master-servant relationship.
Karami called out to Victor, who was happily looking at the children who received gifts and loved them.
“ Mr. Victor. Let’s talk for a moment.”
Karami’s expression was unusually serious when she said that, so Victor also became serious. The two went into the room and locked the door.
“What’s going on?”
“The time has come for you to do me a favor.”
ask.
This is what Karami put forward as a condition for treating Emily. Victor promised to do whatever it was. Even if it means sacrificing your own head.
“Something?”
“You probably heard it at the bar earlier. Successfully hunted an elf at the top of the Desert Rose.”
“I heard it… Honestly, I can’t believe it. I also faced an elf on a request once, but I am not an opponent that can be dealt with like a mercenary.”
Karami nodded in agreement.
“But aren’t there sometimes even among elves? A poor elf who can’t even use a bow properly and can’t use spirits properly.”
“Well, that could be possible, right?”
“He’s an alcoholic, so he doesn’t even know the enemy is invading, so he spreads around and gets caught in his sleep.”
“, sometimes it can be like that… ?”
“Now that I am there, I have no friends.”
“Wouldn’t that be possible?”
Karami raises an eyebrow.
“The world is wide and there are as many strange people as grains of sand.”
***
“Heeing… .”
There is one elf here.
An incompetent person who can’t even handle a spirit that everyone else can handle, let alone a bow.
A loner who was kicked out of the forest because he could not fit in with his compatriots.
An alcoholic who was caught drinking alcohol all day and lying in the grass in silence.
“Why does this only happen to me? .”
A garrison between Nokhtar and the Great Forest.
Alfia, trapped in a cramped makeshift prison, sobbed sadly. I thought I was getting a good night’s sleep for the first time in a while, but when I came to, I was locked in a cage.
All around, grim-looking mercenaries were gulping down their drinks, staring at Alfia as if she were something to behold.
‘What happens to me now…? .’
I learned it when I was young.
Humans kidnap elves and make them slaves. The moment you get caught by the human race, your life is cut short. It is said that many elves lived in hardship for hundreds of years and died miserably.
Alpia also suffered the same fate.
Sadness falls like rain.
Fear spreads like a fog.
The bad boys who are in sync with their emotions begin to run wild. Alfia clutched her heart at the overwhelming pain.
sick.
It hurts so much.
I don’t think I can bear it.
Alfia, who was holding on to the prison bars, called out to a wandering mercenary.
“Um, over there… Can you please give me a little drink too?”
“What?”
“Because I really need alcohol… I’ll ask you this.”
“What’s going on?”
As his subordinate was chatting with the elf, the mercenary leader sensed something strange and approached.
“Brother, this elf is asking for a drink too.”
“What?”
The captain looking down.
An elf with a pure white complexion asks a favor with a stiff smile.
“No. I’ll be arriving in the city tomorrow, so the smell of alcohol is in the air. What will the client think? Don’t misunderstand that we did something strange.”
“Of course, right?”
“Anyway, there is a strange one among the elves. Because I drank alcohol, I got caught and asked for alcohol. Well, thanks to you, we caught it comfortably.”
The mercenaries scoff at Alfia and return to their group. Alfia, who was looking at their backs, slipped and fell to the floor.
Just like a drying winter leaf.
“Ugh.”
Alfia frowned in pain and clutched her heart. Consciousness is gradually fading away.
‘… … .’
Alfia’s blurred vision discovered something.
A man leisurely walks toward the station with his back to him.
“Just clean it up without leaving any witnesses.”
The man muttered to himself.
As if following his orders, dozens of daggers rose into the sky in the shadow created by the torch.
It looks like a peacock spreading its wings.
With those thoughts in mind, Alfia quietly closed her eyes.
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