Walking in Another World

s stuff too, and she eats one after the other.
I have no idea where it’s all going in that small body of hers.

Yuri is also eating without reserve.
She did show restraint at first, but that was gone the instant she started eating.

This is a popular sweets shop here in the holy city, and we had to stand in line to go in.
And most people in here are girls too!

At least there’s another guy in here.
I’m sure he was brought here for his wallet.
Is his face twitching? Do I look like that too? Comrade, we’ve never spoken to each other, but let’s stay strong.

We buy more cake to take home on the way out.
I was wondering if they were going to eat even more cake, but apparently it’s to share with Loux and the maids.
But Leila paid for that.

I mean, the amount they ate there was enough to buy a reasonably… No, a pretty good set of clothes.

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The next day, I go to the Howler slave trading company with Hikari.
I know where it is because I asked the day we went to the merchant guild.
Apparently it’s far from the center, like in that other town.

“Master, I hope you find them.”

Hikari, you’re setting up a flag.

But after giving so many offerings yesterday (in clothing stores and the sweets shop), something good is bound to happen today.
At least I hope so.

“Hello there sir.
What are you looking for today?”

A man with a hunchback speaks to me with a low posture and suspicious looking smile.
His name is Drett, and he says he’s the brother of Drekk, the one I met before.
They don’t really look alike.

“Did Drekk send you here? I might be able to work out a small discount.”

I’d be happy if you did.

“We travel to various places working kind of like peddlers, and since there’s been a lot of commotion lately, we are looking for a slave to be our guard.
Do you have any?”

“I see.
Give me some time to prepare.”

He brings us eight people, mostly men.
Some look like adventurers, but some look like guards or soldiers.
I was wondering why people with stable income end up here, but some are here because of gambling, some because they couldn’t afford medical treatment, and all sorts of other reasons.

I can tell via People Appraisal that none of them are very high leveled.
Not even half of Hikari’s level.
By the way, she’s level 41 now.

“Isn’t there anyone else? I hear beast people and elves are good fighters.”

“I see… I do have what you are looking for, but there is a small problem…”

He hesitates for a bit, but then takes us to a room.

“She came here twenty days ago through a certain route.
I think it would be more appropriate to say that an acquaintance pushed her on me, rather than me buying her because I wanted to.
She is difficult to handle, and apparently caused a lot of problems where she came from too.”

This person is in a tightly controlled environment, or to describe it in one word, a cell.
There’s the minimum amount of furniture a person needs in there, but I can’t say it looks comfortable.
At least they’re not neglecting hygiene.

When we approach that room, the person sitting in the bed gives us an intense glare, and I hear chains rattling with every move.

The pressure I’m feeling is completely different than the other slaves, and Hikari unconsciously grabs my hand.