A Slave Career Planner Can Be A Successful Profession

Keep an eye on the books for a while. We have to figure out where and how far we can handle Marc's hidden property. I have to make every mistake on the law.

I'm tired of my eyes, so I stretch out my body to pinch just a little break.

"- Did you make money?

"Hmm?"

When I looked up because the question flew in, the faceless Uffi was there. Soon they finished telling me how to wipe with a rag.

If I looked around, there was no Hetty or Nell. Looks like you're home.

Even so, there may be a saying when it comes to faceless expressions. Because she had a cold look somewhere. But I don't remember being able to throw such a cold glance anywhere, but I answered her thinking.

"Well, if you think about it in terms of income and expenditure, you made a profit."

…… Yeah, that's good. "

I don't know what convinced you, but she returned the empty gavel. Judging by his appraisal skills, the psychograph was moving about between vigilance, disgust, anxiety, and impotence, and he seemed to have some sort of disdain for me, anyway. Why? Wasn't it a good way to say profit?

"You're not convinced?

"... no, I think it's a smart way"

"Right."

Lies. But above words, that's what Uffi takes care of. Then you can ignore it.

"... all of a sudden I'll be the shopkeeper and the slaves will be confused. Don't you think so, Uffi?"

"... right. I've been using it for a long time, but at some point I became a shopkeeper as if by accident."

"Say, well, yes"

There is no mistake in her words.

Perhaps from her point of view, it just looks like the boy who had been using the pitiful little room sometime fitted the shopkeeper and snatched the shopkeeper's seat. It is also, aside from Hetty, who has always been a slave head. Besides, when the boy didn't know what he was thinking.

Surely this would not even be credible.

No, I've been treating my slaves well as a small-time user of Marc for nearly four months, but I don't seem to be able to build an out-of-the-box trust.

"Honestly, if I were in your shoes, I'd probably be scared of you."

……

"But well, I want you to trust me. I'm not gonna do anything wrong."

……

Yufi didn't respond particularly when I showed her how crushed I was. I feel like I ate a shoulder watermark. Speaking of which, I hear the elves are twice as alert as people. I guess it's true because Hetty and Meena both said the elves were difficult. I thought it was just elves or yuffies.

Either way, "I'll tell you what, I'll wipe a rag," I decided to confuse him with a joke. Yufi didn't laugh. What the hell? Let this guy get in trouble.

"... Speaking of which, will the crusade work"

"I don't know."

"Sabaku Diogmo's kid seems to be less lethal, and he's talking to Howard, the crusader captain, about not placing slaves somewhere obnoxiously dangerous. I don't think there would be a dead man if there were someone as powerful as Meena and Cayenne."

"Heh."

....... make it bothersome.

"Hey, where are Nell and Hetty?

"I've already gone back to my tent. I don't think he's going out."

"Well, then..."

A little Hetty had an arrowhead who stood up thinking about pushing Marc's handling of his hidden property, just a shadow coming into the tent.

Ili panics a little and briefly tells him "enemy assault".

"Enemy attack...? Is that Jazeera? Or"

"Sabakudi Ougmo. Entered Oasis Street. East direction. The Alliance people are engaged."

"!? Wasn't the crusaders supposed to take the lead and take over Sabaku Dio Ugmo?

I heard a disturbing noise, Ili continued.

Speaking of the east, I thought if Sabaku Diowgmo were to continue into the center of Oasis Street, this store would be attacked, but there was no smoke rising in the east sky. I frowned in case you were going to burn the Guarana tree.

…… Is that the bandit Poulain...? Hey, Ili! Yufi! Gather all the slaves and prepare to flee! I'll leave instructions for Hetty on when to escape or something!

I gathered all the slaves for a moment and only prepared them for escape.

"Enemy attack!

Cayenne awakened with a screaming voice. Get up and gear up quickly. Enemy attack, that would mean demons or demons.

As he hurried out of the tent, he saw the slaves who had entrusted him with watching the night as he hurried to slap the sleeping slaves down.

(Leaving my fellow slaves to watch the night while I was asleep, did someone attack me...?

I've been checking the perimeter, and all ten Cayenne squads are ready for battle. It's convenient, so you can always fight.

Grab the sword and read the signs.

"It's a demon! Coming from the other side."

Looks like Meena noticed before Cayenne did.

Turning in the direction of his voice, he saw a large group of spiders standing in the sand heading towards the oasis.

No, it didn't look like Cayenne the Lizardman, but the Beastman spear man seemed to have a good night's eye and told me, "Sabakudiougmo's child is here".

"Everybody, set up! I'll direct you to the pit!

Together with Meena's decree, all ten men lined up neatly.

As soon as we arrived at the relay oasis, all squadrons made pitfalls, which was instructed by guard chief Howard, but seemed to be utilized quickly.

Going into the night camp in the evening, the pitfalls made over a considerable amount of time are wide enough to make it big enough to knock that spider off.

And even next to the pit, a simple fence is built with wooden piles.

It is the soul gall that attacks from over this fence and knocks it down into the pit.

The spiders who storm will not lose momentum. It's as if someone, unaware of the existence of the pitfalls that are not here, is giving orders to proceed even, a momentum that feels so blind.

"Stand by! Attract!

The spider first stepped through the ground of the pit and fell straight into the hole.

It's impossible to climb the walls of the crumbling sand without rope, even if you're human.

The spiders fell into the hole one after the other.

"Stab him!"

But some spiders try to climb up somehow. Stab those few spiders with Meena's decree. Stab him and slap him straight into the hole.

What I thought was a large group of spiders is gradually controlled in this way.

But at the same time, fatigue accumulated in the slaves.

"It's time for the limit!

Cayenne screamed.

The spear man fights off the fence, but the sword slave was dealing with spiders that bypass from the side of the fence during this time. I have no complaints about everyone standing around.

But it's time for a tough fight. I hear child spiders lack killing power, but the number is number. Whatever Cayenne was, the other slaves were somewhat pushed and in this state, there was a danger that a leaked demon would flow to the spear slaves under Meena's command.

"Pull up! Next!

Meena's sharp voice.

Immediately everyone ran to the next fence.

Cayenne threw an omelet as he fled. The potatoes go into the pit and 'Burning Water', which was poured side by side in the hole, burns the spiders all at once. As you can see, the spider that fell into the hole is no longer alive.

With the fire shining with painful eyes on their backs, the Cayennes quickly adjusted their posture.

By the time they headed to the next fence, the spiders had lost much of their numbers.