"Huh, slaver? I'm a little nervous."
Ciel and I were playing (deflected), and we told Ciel that we nad our new kid Frem, and now we're on our way back to town.
"Nya-yay."
Are you there for ?
"Thank you, I'll find soone good for the trip."
I need to find soone absolutely good for Ciel, Sola, and Flem.
"All right, you can go anyway."
I can't help but be anxious here, let's just go and think about it.
It stops once in a place called Walk A Little More To Town.
"Ciel, thank you for sending . See you tomorrow."
"Nya-yay."
Ciel rings one, licks Sola and then disappears into the back of the woods with freshness.
Is that it?
I've never licked Sola before.
View Sola.
Are you surprised, staring at the back of the woods without moving even Pickle?
I knew it was the first ti.
Well, it's not a bad thing, okay?
"Sola, let's go back"
Point your gaze at my words, Sola.
And he started vertical exercise at a trendous rate.
Eh, is this delightful or angry...
In the anti, let's wait until we calm down.
"Calm down?
"Puffy."
Good.
It's the usual Sola.
Return Sola to her bag and go back to town.
I thought about asking what Ciel thought of his behavior, but I stopped it.
Also excited? I'm in trouble if they do.
Let's take it easy.
The gatekeeper looked at and gave a very reassuring look.
Were you so worried?
I feel sowhat sorry for you.
I hope we find the offering soon.
Slightly off the town's boulevard, there are three slavers lined up.
However, as I heard yesterday, one house is closed because it is crushed.
One of the two remaining houses, cos before the Gorga slave trader.
Take a small, deep breath before entering the store.
When I ca in, it was normal.
I didn't imagine anything in particular, but it's really normal.
However, the product won't be on the shelf.
"Oh? Welco. I'm Gorga, the shopkeeper. What can I do for you?
After all, here again, the shopkeeper gave a bewildered look for a mont, either because of my appearance.
But that's the store owner.
Soon the look disappeared and now she's smiling.
"Uh, for the journey... oh, not the letter, but the reference"
What are you still saying when you get nervous?
"It's okay. Slowly."
This tension seems to be conveying, and the store owner will talk to slowly.
Mr. Schiffer, you're just introducing him.
"This is it."
Pass a bullet with references and conditions, written by Mr. Sifal and Mr. Ratlua.
Mr. Sifal said he would write to soone he knew, but the contents were references, no matter what he saw.
The shopkeeper checked the references and bullets and opened his eyes slightly, but it also went right back to normal.
"I'm a slave to the conditions that were written here, but there are about two of them. But one of them is a woman."
I am told that it is not possible in the case of won.
He said the damage would only double.
"Excuse , man, please"
"That's right. The other is a 40-year-old man, isn't he? Do you want to talk about it?
"Uh, can I just see it for a second?
"See? Yeah, I'm fine. This way."
Inside the room guided are several slaves.
It's like living together.
Sothing completely different than I imagined.
"What about that kid? New kid?"
"No, sir."
"Yeah, that's who I bought it for! What, really?
One young woman who is pretty excited, probably in her early 20s.
Others are n in their late 20s and won and n in their 40s or so.
Probably who the man was talking to.
I just wanted to see it from the shadows, but I just got eyes and eyes.
Hmm?
Don't feel any discomfort.
Softly touch the bag containing Sora and Flem.
I can't imagine where I'm with these kids.
"What do you think?
The shopkeeper talks to .
Because of the way it looks, I'm probably confident that it fits the conditions perfectly.
What should I do?
In this slaver, this man is the one who fits the criteria, right?
But I still feel different.
Can I say no?
Both Mr. Ratlua and Mr. Sifal said to choose who they think is "this guy".
Even try to stop it if you feel any anxiety or discomfort.
"Excuse ."
Shake your head to the side of the store owner.
"Really? Would you like to see sothing else?
"No, because I'm not going to change the terms. Thank you."
"Okay. I'd like to introduce you to Lord Sifal. I can't say I can't."
"Excuse ."
"No, because it's for the journey. It's only natural to choose carefully."
Ha, I was wondering what I would do if I was highly recomnded, but it looks okay.
I'm glad Mr. Sifal wrote you a letter of introduction.
Thank you and apologize again and leave the slave trader.
"Phew."
In the anti, I decided to have soone call if they fit the criteria.
And they'll see if the other slaver fits the criteria.
He was a better man than I thought.
But I'm ntally tired.
... you want sothing a little sweet.
"Shall we go to the stall? Or shall we make sothing?"
If you rely on my previous mories, you will surely be able to make sothing.
I'm just really ntally tired today.
The act of buying people is hard on my mind.
"Let's go to the stall"
Eat sweet food to relieve fatigue.
Can I get you anything?
Getting close to the stall makes excited.
Looking forward to it.
I look around to make sure I know what I'm selling.
I have a skewer made of grubal at.
I feel kind of successful.
Hmm?
Grilled wild rats...... I wonder about that.
Wouldn't you like to see it for a second?
"Is that it?"
Stop in front of a shop.
Sounds like a treat nad Donuts.
... I wonder what that ans.
In my previous mory, there is a matching treat.
It looks a little different, but it's the sa fried confectionery.
A coincidence?
Don't worry about it.
"Excuse . This, please"
"Yes. How many do you want?
"50 dal minutes, please"
"Well, that makes about seven."
"So please"
Round fried confectionery the size of which can be eaten out in about 2 bites.
The sugar is lightly covered.
"Yes, go ahead"
"Thank you"
Give 50 dals and receive a treat in a paper bag.
Sweet and good aroma.
With that said, there was a park nearby.
Let's eat there if the chair is empty.
"Is that it, Mr. Druid?
Looking for a chair in the square, it caught my eye that Mr. Druid and a man were talking in the street visible from the square.
The atmosphere is not very good.
It doesn't seem to be a fight, but Mr. Druid's face is in danger.
It's more of a look of regret than that.
I'm starting to peek, but I'm worried about his expression.
I just feel bad about watching it.
When I was lost, I saw a man pushing Mr. Druid hard on his shoulder.
Besides, you lost your arm.
Worst case scenario, what is he?
I don't know what the circumstances are, but you can't do that as a person!
Anger brings blood to my head.
Nevertheless, you can't stick your neck in people's circumstances.
Calming his feelings, the man went away in an atmosphere that made a fool of Mr. Druid.
"Kind of annoying"
That's right.
Get out of the square and approach Mr. Druid.
He was looking down a little and erasing his expression.
"Good Morning"
"What... Ivy. Uh."
"Good morning. Would you like to take a break with ?
"... break?
"I've been to the slave traders since morning. I was so tired of my heart that I almost ate sothing sweet and took a break. Let's do it together!
Let's be nervous and the words sound a little strange.
Well, I don't care. I don't care.
"... Huh, Kukuk. Right or a break. Right."
Mr. Druid's shoulders are trembling trying to contain the laughter.
I'm horrified by the way it looks.
"But bring your own sweet things."
"Ahahahahahaha, ok. Shall we go buy sothing?"
"Yes, I bought donuts, but the treats next door seed delicious"
Mr. Druid nodded at with a laugh.
We stayed together for a little while and I thought, he likes to be relied upon by people.
It's more like being relied on to calm down than like it.
So it sweetens .
That would increase your sinking mood, too.
... but I'm not used to it, so I don't feel comfortable.
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