Chapter 92 – Organize in Your Lines
Me and the expedition team came out of Olivia’s hideout, and the women, children, and other monsters who had decided to remain in the Witch’s Forest came out to see us off.
“Sobbing… Master, please come back safely.”
“Meongmeong, we don’t want to be widows either. Demon King hasn’t even left yet, but I miss it.”
From ordinary human women to beast women with drooping ears, they look very sad when I, the only man in the forest, leaves.
“Don’t come back soon. Besides, you’re going because of your chief.”
“Right. We thank the Demon King.”
“If we get the chieftain, we’ll take turns having sex!”
Touch the tail of the beast woman who twists her body with a shy expression.
“Hey!”
She twisted her body as if the electric current was pulsing through her body.
Even if you don’t look underneath, it must be damp.
“Do all your homework while I’m gone.”
“… Master, when the hell are you going to do that?”
“I don’t know. If you don’t do everything, I’ll give you twice as many assignments after you leave and come back.”
“Bad Master!”
From one side, the whining of the ghosts can be heard.
At first, her children regretted my departure, but now they seem to cling to Olivia’s assignment as a bigger problem.
Okay.
I hope that he will continue to learn magic and become a talent that can be used in the future.
Thump thump
“Yes?”
“Master, this is number 30.”
Beauty No. 30, the eldest member of the Ghost Corps and former Academy Queen.
She comes out and prostrates herself.
“What is going on?”
“Please include me in the expedition to the Gallic Empire as well.”
“The reason is?”
“Don’t you need a guide?”
That’s right.
Why didn’t I think of that important thing?
Currently, there is no one among the members of the expedition who knows the details of the Gallic Empire.
Olivia has been a housekeeper in the Witch’s Forest for decades and hundreds of years.
May, Cheryl, and Elisha are citizens of the Willet Kingdom.
Same goes for Emily.
Timo… Let’s leave it out of the question.
She is at least Ling-Ling, but in fact, Ling-Ling also came to the Witch’s Forest after being trapped in a cart, so she has no way to know the way, and her original hometown is Moonlight Meadow.
“If the expedition members go out like this, there is a high possibility that they will get lost. Our ghost crew worked as a peddler while traveling back and forth between the Willet Kingdom and the Gallic Empire, so she is confident in guiding the way.”
Come to think of it, the children of the guild were from the Lehman flag country, right?
There is no woman who knows the way better than these women in the present Gaul Empire.
“Hey, Sophie, aren’t you following me because you don’t want to do the homework I gave you?”
“Oh no! Master!”
Kww.
I caught up because I didn’t want to do my homework.
Well, still, what No. 30 said was not wrong at all.
“Okay, number 30.”
“Yes,”
“Your name is Sophie?”
I didn’t even know his name.
Perhaps Olivia learned her name instead of her number while teaching her pupils.
Crying
When his name is called by the owner, No. 30 nods his head, shedding tears like jade beads.
“Yes! My name is Sophia.”
“Okay, Sophia. You are also an expedition I allow you to wear it in the form of a guide.”
“Johnny.”
This perfectly solved the guide.
“I am leaving immediately. I’ll run until the sun rises At dawn, I search for a place to live nearby!”
I left the Witch’s Forest with everyone seeing me off.
Me and May, Cheryl and Elisha, Emily and Lingling, and Timo and Sophia ran at full speed, and Olivia caught up with her flying magic.
“If you go this way, you’ll see a town I’ve been to regularly before. Let’s spend the first night here.”
There is no disagreement as it was decided to entrust the guidance of the route entirely to the guide of No. 30.
Anyway, you only need to go near the gladiator arena and slave market of the Gallic Empire.
Tadak
It is about 5 km to the village.
On Earth, it is a distance that can be easily reached by car in 10 or 15 minutes, but since this is a world without cars, we decided to stop and rest for a while.
“It’s pretty fast, though.”
It’s not like it’s not, and all the agility stats are high, and the level is over 30, so I was able to come a long distance quickly.
Tak Tak Tak Tak
The current time is 5:00 AM.
Soon it will be dawn time.
Everyone has been running since 7pm.
Fearing that the sweaty women would smell me, I trembled while taking a bath in a nearby valley and spraying fragrant perfume.
“Why are you taking a bath already? If I ran again, I would be sweating anyway.”
“I want to show my owner a clean and prepared appearance. You can use our bodies while moving, right?”
The women are well educated.
Especially since I brought my wives and concubines, I am very loyal.
“Sophia.”
“Yes, yes!”
Except for Emily and Timo, No. 30, who is the only one here who is not a wife or concubine, answers my question with a steadfast attitude.
“What kind of place is Monas?”
Free City Monas.
This is the name of the city we are going to.
“It is a rather peculiar city. It is also a place where the influence of the imperial family does not reach well.”
“Is that why the slave market is active?”
“That’s right, and the tax rate is low, so merchants like it very much.”
According to Sophia, it seems that ordinary merchants have to pay a considerable amount of tax to the king if they are the lord or capital of the territory they live in.
“But there is the headquarters of the Merchant Guild in the Free City of Monas. As a result, the power of the merchants is so strong that the city leaders can’t help but notice the union, and the union has always resisted a higher tax rate than necessary. It is also a place where there is less discrimination based on social status than other cities.”
“Bruise! That word is wrong!”
Lingling, who had been quietly listening to Sophie’s words, challenged her.
“… Are you Lingling? Even so, I have lived in the Gallic Empire for over 20 years. What am I saying wrong?”
“For slaves, there was no hell like Monas! The slaves there are treated worse than dogs!”
Hmmm, opinions differ.
“What are you talking about! How secretly I was ignored at the academy for being a commoner! Monas is the only city that those who show off with a shell of nobility even though they do not have the ability do not want to set foot on it!”
“Bruise! From our point of view, nobles and commoners are all the same. Why are you ignoring slaves like us even more while being ignored by nobles! All the human slaves I was friendly with during my life on the gladiatorium disliked rich commoners more than nobles!”
I guess this kind of thing happens because my women have different statuses.
The members of the Ghost Corps are commoners.
The convicts were once natives and experienced slavery.
Yuklimdae is from a peasant family.
Even Cheryl is an aristocrat.
“Cheryl, do you have anything to say? You and I seem to be the only nobles here?”
“… Well. As you know, the rich commoner class doesn’t exist in our kingdom, right?”
Right.
In this small kingdom of Willet, even there, there is no capitalist of bourgeois origin in Count Werner’s family, which is not in the center but in the provinces.
A rural country where feudal rule by traditional aristocrats continues.
“Still, Uncle Jean, the councilor outside the castle, was rich enough to earn two sacks of wheat every day!”
Our innocent Mei.
People say they are rich if they earn two sacks of wheat in one day.
In fact, a bag of wheat costs 200,000 won in terms of the global market price, so in terms of the global market, it is 600 won per month.
Since he earns more than 70 million won a year, it is right to be on the rich side.
But that’s about rural Albuza, and the merchants of the Gallic Empire’s Merchant Guild are hundreds of thousands of gold to millions of gold,
If you hit the earth, they will be the ones who roll hundreds of thousands of billions.
“I don’t think it’s a conversation that rural aristocrats like me or Cheryl would have. Olivia, what do you think?”
“Conflicts between human classes have been going on for hundreds of years in my life.”
The attention of the women who were nervous about the words of Olivia’s age are naturally drawn.
“There are things you realize when you live in the world for a long time. Our world is a complex interlocking of many elements, but you don’t have to try to figure it all out. I just need to think about what I need.”
Olivia has lived a long time, so she comes up with a good solution.
“I agree with Olivia. As you know, the women I own come from many different backgrounds. I can’t completely forget the past, but I don’t know how I’ll behave if things from the past unnecessarily stir up trouble.”
The women who heard me shut up.
Everyone has calmed down because they fully know how I can change if I go one step further from here.
“What I wanted was objective information about the Free City of Monas. Sophia. From now on, if you can, refrain from your personal opinions as much as possible.”
“I will keep this in mind, Master.”
Still, through the words of Ringling and Sofia, the outline of Monas was drawn to some extent.
A city relatively free from state interference.
So, a commercial organization created by wealthy commoners who escaped from the hands of the existing ruling class was involved in the management of the city.
Because of this, shadow markets such as the slave market grew rapidly.
The human rights of slaves hit the bottom more than those of serfs under the existing aristocratic system.
Roughly summed up, this would be it.
“You know roughly what you need to know, so take a good rest before going to the next village. I’ll be leaving in about two hours.”
After hearing my words, the women unpack their luggage and prepare to rest in earnest.
But for some reason, there are too many people on the continent of Fantasia who are impatient because they can’t eat us.
Nettle
Arrows are flying
To be honest, my stats have become monster-like, so the flying arrows look slow.
“Master! Avoid!”
Visor
Elisha, the chief lord of the Yukrim Corps, my official escort, flashed her eyes and quickly pulled out her Gurkha and shot down the flying arrow.
My women who hurriedly woke up while trying to close their eyes.
A gruff voice is heard from the other side of the arrow.
“Kuh-kuh, what kind of windfall is this at dawn!”
“They are all young women. Your body is also shrunk.”
“I own that blonde-haired maid!”
“I live here! That’s a pretty chubby ass.”
Hairy men who show up without hesitation in cheap lines.
Just by looking at them, they’re the ones who wear ‘I’m a bandit’ written on their foreheads.
Why do bandits come out every time I travel on a continent like this?
And I’ve never read a novel in which a bandit like this captures the main character’s group.
“Are the extras here?”
“What are you talking about?”
“Don’t you know the extras?”
Of course not knowing.
I glanced at each and every one of my party (I didn’t know if Teemo was a goblin because he was wearing a hood from head to toe), and frowned when he realized that all but me were women.
“How can a man wear so many women? She deserves to be killed.”
“Even a handful woman is wearing one.”
“Soo-in women say that tightening their pussy is so good, so I’m going to try it for the first time today. Hehe.”
The eyes of the women who heard the words that were tantamount to sexual harassment go up and their expressions turn cold.
However, the bandits who met several pretty, well-shaped young women in these hills were so excited that they couldn’t see anything else.
“Hey, don’t you guys have eye color? Can’t you see the level?”
“Boss, what is that man saying?”
“I don’t know. I don’t understand why that level 1 guy beats.”
I’ve completely fallen for my power mode.
Wherever you go in the world, level 1 seems to have to live with this kind of treatment.
“Cut off all his limbs and tie him to a tree. Then, take turns taking turns with the girls he brings with you and eating them right in front of you.”
“Khahahaha! That’s a good way!”
I was talking about the female level.
Those clumsy guys are too busy looking at women’s breasts and buttocks, so they don’t even look at the level.
Just in case, a man can be a threat, so he saw my level, but it’s only level 1.
That’s why you’re getting up and running.
“Guys, clean up.”
I don’t even have to step out.
Organize in your lines.
