episode_0134
by fnovelpia[New System: The Church is Liberated.]
[Religious name]: Sashin Church
[Bishop]: Karami
[Believers]: 2,781 (+2,781/week)
“… Yes?”
“Why is that?”
Moving to Lake Fortress.
My thoughts and actions suddenly stopped as a status window appeared out of nowhere. Perka and Asies, who were walking ahead, looked back and looked at me with a puzzled look as if asking why.
“No, it’s nothing.”
“It’s nothing, but you look flustered.”
How can you not panic when a screen suddenly pops up? You can’t even explain it to others or show it to them.
What is the new system religion?
What kind of sect is the Sashin Church?
Given the circumstances, it may be derived from the messenger of the slave messenger. Seeing that my name is clearly written in the bishop’s column, it seems to be a religious sect that follows me.
‘But who?’
Who on earth would honor me and even establish a church for me?
A whopping 2781 people.
[A new believer has joined.]
[Believers]: 3,121.
… just increased by 400 to 3100. The number of believers is increasing in real time, and there is even a system authentication. This is a system that did not exist during the game.
‘Is there anyone who would do such a thing?’
There is a main slave associated with the sect, but he is the last one and has not appeared yet. Other than that, no one else comes to mind.
With the unlocking of the religious order system, there seem to be hidden functions other than those immediately visible, but unfortunately, it is not yet at the stage where we can check them in detail.
“Welcome. Dwarves from Doomheim. My name is Linvar of the Survey Corps. Welcome to Lake Fortress.”
A strong northern warrior woman with a bow strapped to her back greets us.
Today is the day to join Lake Fortress as promised. You must stay for a month, gain the trust of Chieftain Darka, and obtain Lazrite.
Even if they aren’t central to the story, it doesn’t hurt to be friendly with your tribesmen. I reached out to Linvar and asked for a handshake.
“Nice to meet you. I didn’t see you yesterday. Let me introduce myself again. My name is Karami, the slave trader.”
A wyvern appeared due to the dice that twisted fate. It was unfortunate for the northerners, and if they hadn’t killed it, the story would have ended, but they killed it without causing much damage.
Thanks to this, the attitude of the northerners towards us has become more lively than yesterday.
match!
But I wasn’t included in that group.
Linvar struck my hand away.
“Sorry, I hate merchants. Especially slave merchants. The only thing I’m interested in is the girl next door.”
He approached Assis, ignoring me.
“Hello, Miss? I heard about yesterday. You killed a pack of wyverns, right? ”
“… ?”
“Iya~ It’s a shame I didn’t see you in person. I went out to investigate and came back this morning. If you have a chance, show me your skills.”
I am its owner.
He doesn’t have any thoughts.
He said that he did it all because I told him to.
“Haha, I did raise a slave well.”
Praise me too.
“Your master, why have you been so clueless since a while ago? You can’t even tell what to do and what not to do. Ha, you’re just making me feel bad.”
I just found another person I want to enslave. I want to train him until he says, ‘Master, you’re amazing!’
***
Lake Fortress, which I visited again today, was completely restored overnight. This is probably thanks to the efforts I put into the restoration work, even at the cost of losing sleep.
We set up a tent that we had brought separately in an empty lot.
Right now, in Lake Fortress. No, I can guarantee that in all of Isenggar, there is no one who feels as cold as I do.
Even if I lived in a country where it was autumn yesterday and snow fell the next day, there’s no way I could survive in the Arctic where snowstorms fall every day.
‘I want to get rid of coal. I want to turn on the air conditioner.’
I want to cause global warming so badly that it melts all the snow on Isenggar. Or maybe some women somewhere rub the polar bears so hard that they lose their habitat.
Of course, none of this is immediately feasible, so what I can do right now is to raise the temperature as much as possible. So, I thoroughly prepared the tent I’m staying in for the cold.
It’s all thanks to the world’s best dwarf technology. That’s why I can’t not raise dwarf slaves.
Knock knock.
Take out the corn you brought and put it on the campfire. Roasted corn is a delicacy when it’s cold.
Corn is roasting and releasing a delicious smell. There is a sense of movement outside the tent.
The first sight they see, the village children huddle together in a warmth that cannot be felt with just fire and fur coats. It is cute to see them with runny noses, but also very sad.
Yes, he was born and raised in Isenggar and has a high resistance to cold, but it is still cold. It is right to give him some shelter as an adult here.
“Come on, everyone. Aren’t you cold? Come on in and have some delicious corn. If you want, I’ll give you the chance to be my slave. It’s free, of course.”
“Why is being a slave free… .”
“Because you can become a slave to a good master like me. If the master of the whole world was like me, the people of this world would be divided into three. Masters and slaves. ”
“What about the last one?”
“Those who want to be slaves. Of course, even if you become a slave, you can be freed whenever you want, and if you don’t want to be a slave, I’ll just give you corn. ”
“Give me some real corn…?”
Oh, I guess there’s still a lack of trust.
“There are two things I hate most in the world, and one of them is lying.”
“What about the other one?”
“Did I say two? I can’t quite remember.”
It seems like they were properly taught not to follow strangers. If it were me, I would have quickly picked up the corn and eaten it, but the kids here hesitate.
“What are you doing now?”
As I was doing my best for the children, Yorn came walking towards me with a scary face.
“I was just about to hand out corn to the kids.”
“I think the slave did something.”
“If you want to be a slave, I said I’ll give you a chance.”
“You want to enslave the future of the tribe?”
“I know what you’re worried about, but I’m different. I treat my slaves with utmost sincerity. I don’t force them. If I do, I’ll be the only one who suffers.”
How much does it cost to feed, house, and clothe them? I don’t even have a business, so I don’t have anyone to order me around.
Even if these kids were liberated, their points would be like ant boogers. This is truly volunteer work.
But Jorn’s face twisted fiercely, as if his temper had frozen from living in a cold place. He spoke in a cold voice that was no less than that of Isenggar.
“Slave trader. I won’t deny that I received help from your slaves. But if I see you doing something stupid, you should be prepared.”
“Okay, then.”
Yorn’s gaze suddenly falls on the children.
“You too, go back quickly. And do not approach this tent without permission.”
“Yes, yes… .”
The kids get scared and run away.
“Oh my, I roasted a lot of corn to give to the kids, but there won’t be any leftovers.”
I took a bite of the golden roasted corn.
It was cooked very well and was very delicious.
Anyway, the chieftain is a very stubborn person.
Even during games, I felt so frustrated that I wanted to kick his butt.
“You didn’t mean to say that you were going to chase them out so that you could eat it all by yourself, without letting the kids eat it? Have you ever seen a more evil person than a slave trader? If you want to eat more, just ask for more.”
Yorn’s eyebrows twitch slightly.
That’s what most people do when they get angry.
“No, not that.”
I looked outside the tent while eating corn. The Northgards, reminiscent of Eskimos, were checking their weapons and checking their maps.
Just looking at it, you can tell it’s busy.
“Looks like you’re going hunting.”
“How did you know that?”
“Don’t ignore the slave trader’s intuition.”
[The North is a harsh environment for humans to live in. Food is always in short supply. Help Northgard and procure food!]
Was the content something like this?
It was a quest and event that occurred randomly while staying at Lake Fortress. Every time you completed a quest, your affection for the tribesmen increased.
“What a great opportunity. I will send Miss Assis along.”
“We, Northgard, do not accept help from outsiders.”
“Have you forgotten that you received help from Miss Asia yesterday?”
Yorn keeps his mouth shut.
Anything is hard to get through once, but it’s not that hard the second time.
“If ASIA Yang is with you, things will be much easier. The risk of accidents will be greatly reduced.”
“All of Northgard are skilled warriors. They never let their guard down. No accidents happen.”
“What you’re doing now is being careless. Don’t you know that the battlefield is a place where you never know what variables might occur?”
“… … .”
“If you are the chief of a tribe, you should be more concerned about the safety of your tribe members than your modest pride. Even if you can’t trust me, you can trust Miss Assis, right?”
Yorn, who had been silently looking down at me as I ate corn kernels, turned his back.
“… Do as you wish. If it bothers you, we’ll leave. Don’t blame us when you get there.”
Yorn just blurted out those words and disappeared.
‘Wow. Logic is a-a-aapsaal~“
You couldn’t refute it, so you ran away right away?
He has pride and is at the peak of his power to say one more thing and leave.
***
The warriors who protect the North are called Northgard, but in some ways they can be called all-rounders who can do anything.
Defeating demons, procuring food, etc.
Food procurement is especially important in the harsh north where agriculture is not easy. You have to hunt animals and plants to get meat and obtain leather to survive the cold.
It is directly connected to life.
Sending Asis on such tasks can yield significant benefits in the favorability department.
“Don’t go and buy anything. Just follow them and catch what they tell you to catch. If you get lost, look for a canyon in a high place. Got it?”
“Rami… won’t you go with me…?”
“Everyone has their own role.”
I’m not sure if I understood correctly, but anyway, Assis nodded. He’s not good at anything on his own, but he does it well when told to, so there shouldn’t be any big problems.
“Take care on your way!”
“Bring lots of delicious meat!”
The hunting party leaves the village, welcomed by the people.
People who leave again to find something to do.
When the hunting party disappears, the village becomes very deserted.
‘Then should I start too?’
Now that the town security has been relaxed.
It’s time to do some groundwork.
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