Dungeon Master Makeup Money

Dorjut guides me to the back of town.

There was a sturdy building made of stone ahead of me, which went a number of bends. It's not just sturdy. It's built so hard from the outside that you have no idea what's inside.

Well, a hands-on reconnaissance can detect and imagine the signs.

"It's a pretty shitty place."

I ran into several knights while I was here.

The place is already in the alley. It's impossible for a knight to focus around a place like this. I don't know, there's something I need to protect.

"This is the only rigorous security I have. You don't think there's an illegal facility ahead of you."

Indeed, if knights stationed in town looked around, knights from elsewhere wouldn't want to take the initiative to take a look.

The Pram vigilant tradas will also avoid this alley if they see the knight.

"Mr. Dorjut."

"Don't worry. I brought in today's jumping in participants."

"Excuse me."

Seeing Dorjut at the head of what could be stopped from the man who was smoking in front of the building and killing time put me through so much.

His role is as a gatekeeper. I keep an eye on the unacknowledged coming in.

"Let's go."

The building was bigger, but it was just a murderous room with chairs and a table. At the table, two men were playing card games.

"Chip, that was a good place."

"A guest. Don't complain."

When the two men who were playing card games get up, they move to the back of the room.

The purpose is in the corner of the room.

When I lifted part of the floor, I saw the stairs.

"You're the ones who like the basement."

"What?

"No, it's nothing"

They seem to have heard me squeal the moment I saw the stairs to the basement, but they haven't even heard what the words say.

The building itself is faux.

It's only a facility to hide stairs to go underground.

"Be careful."

"It's so big, you're gonna be okay."

The staircase to the basement, which was at the Rhinol Chamber of Commerce, was also loaded with luggage and there was room for size.

Likewise, the stairs here are made wide, but not only horizontally but vertically, and they are thought of as people going down.

"I don't know what purpose they built it for, but they're letting me use the facilities used by the old aristocrats as they are"

I go down the stairs for a while and I hear the hustle and bustle.

"This place..."

"Welcome to the Commercial City of Plum Underground Arena"

Vast space reserved in the basement.

It's in a rind bowl, and in the center, two men are fighting with their weapons in their hands. The outside was stair-like, with many yelling and shouting backup and cursing at the two fighting in the center.

Stairs that are benched. It extends to the left and right, but the location opposite the entrance is a room separated by sturdy walls.

"Oh, it's just the most earned man game in the arena."

Said Dorjut as he watched the game taking place in the center.

The two men were hitting each other's weapons, dodging where one went into battle and made a massive attack, letting go and poking a sword at the other's neck when they launched with their own weapons from below.

"Don't play a game that looks as good as ever"

"Looking good?"

"Oh. If he cared about it, he could settle it in an instant. But when we did, the game got boring all at once, so we were laying weapons together to make it interesting."

Arena games are not about just knocking down opponents.

The winner of the battle is rewarded. However, the game will not be organized unless someone entertains the audience because some people are looking forward to the battle that will take place as a spectacle.

The only way to win is to fight.

And to entertain the audience, he plays a critical battle so they can fight.

"You guys jump in and get in that game."

"Are you sure?

"It's not unusual. Sometimes I run into a strong guy in the middle of escort work. It's where I hit and put them on to test when I pull them in."

It's not just about gauging strength.

Mechanisms are in place that allow the Degret Chamber of Commerce to make money by letting them fight in the arena.

And there are separate chambers of commerce that are partitioning this arena.

"Chip, isn't this a funny game after this?"

"Oh, but..."

Dorjut that makes it seem boring.

By contrast, the arena was very exciting.

"If you try to be a strong guy like me, the match we're going to have is just a weak abuser."

The entrance to the playing field opens and five men come in.

They were all wearing worn out clothes and only had crude wooden sticks.

Everyone is rattling their bodies. We're frightened of who we're going to fight against.

"No way, are you going to let me fight with that gear?

"Yes."

"But it's impossible to win with them"

Illis looks at five opponents and says:

It was Manticore who came in through the entrance opposite the entrance where five people came in. A lion with a red brown color. There's no way an average person who can't win in front of a normal lion can beat a stronger manticore than a lion against his opponent.

So the contents of the bet are not 'win' or 'lose' either.

How much time can you stand on the playing field?

"There's no way Manticore is going to aim to surrender. We're all going to get killed."

"Oh, they're sold slaves, so they don't have a problem"

A human being enslaved by debt or sin.

Sold to slave traders, they will be bought by the workforce and by people who will be their masters in anticipation of what they can only do. Sometimes, however, some circumstances can cause it to sell out.

You can't even leave those people behind as slave traders.

The method used as a last resort was a combination of disposition and actual benefit.

"Jorges Chamber of Commerce. There are several chambers of commerce dealing with slaves in this town, but the largest of them is the Jorges Chamber of Commerce. There, let the slaves set a deadline to sell themselves in. The slaves will also desperately try to sell in because they will soon be made to see how to dispose of it here."

If you look closely, there are several people on the other side of the entrance where the slaves came in.

One person who came out to the game field smiled carelessly behind him... and was eaten by Manticore.

"... miserable"

"Do we need to dispose of it this way?

"I don't know. There's no point in criticizing them the way they did."

The Jorges Chamber of Commerce is a Chamber of Commerce that deals with slaves.

Whether someone talented at selling people is in the Chamber of Commerce or not has come up all at once for over a decade.

However, even talented people really hold the surplus.

I use those sales surpluses in an unexpected way.

As a result, the five remaining slaves could not escape for two minutes.

"I think this is wrong. The master of the slave is obliged to guarantee the safety of the slave's body instead of letting it work. And until we find the buyer, the slave traders are the temporary masters."

It is determined by law, as Melissa says.

That's why ordinary slavers can only hold in without being able to dispose of it, even if there was a surplus of it.

It's illegal to use it like this.

"I'll find out. However, I've heard rumors that the guy in the back seems to be a powerful man and can make accommodation work."

There was nothing wrong with Prince Reginald because he had previously partitioned three chambers of commerce, and he was able to erase all the evidence. Evidence that there were slaves that were sold off has also been erased like no one else from the beginning.

"I won't let you fight like that. Have some of the people in this arena fight with confidence in their abilities. If you win, you get paid. I'll give you a thank you from here, even if you lose. It's a small sum compared to when you win, but I won't let you lose it."