From Mightiest Hero to Demon King

Brave men contact slave traders.

That's slightly dusty. It was a short walk into the city.

It's supposed to be a new city, but the scenery is cluttered. The main street at the front twisted heavily at the tip of the scrub, and the houses lined up varied in size, mixing stone and wood.

If you look at your right hand, there's a large blank area in front of the wall, and it's not intended for the square, it's just that there's no house to build.

On the left hand side, on the contrary, the house is cramped and whether the gap with the walls allows each person to pass. It would be dangerous if the wall broke down, Gallius said.

It didn't look like it was made planned, but I guess I first surrounded it with walls and added it as more people followed.

However, it was full of vibrancy.

Even if it is not as glamorous as Wang's capital, it is regarded as dusty and energetic.

It seems that it is an agricultural plant positioning within an urban state, where sunburned and well-physique men stood out.

I walked a long way down the boulevard with a guide to Dolphio and entered a splendid stone building.

It seems to be a central sales office with the headquarters of the Luciola Chamber of Commerce.

Talk to the unfathomable woman who was at the desk.

He wasn't the person who hired him, but the process ended lightly without being particularly questioned, and Dolphio and I broke up here. He didn't say anything extra, he bowed down and pulled back.

Not so crowded that Gallius talks to the lady at the reception for a while.

"If I had a pass, would I be able to borrow it?

"Are you an adventurer -? Then you'll sign up for the guild and gain some track record before you do. If I can get away with it, I'll be in trouble."

I get frustrated with the prolonged manner of speaking.

"How many demons do we have here?

"It's about a thousand. Not only do we have luggage, but we also have demons who can scout and take part in battle. Oh, it's expensive over there."

"Is there such a thing as a ceiling you can hire at once?

"What? There's no such thing as a stick, but you'll have trouble getting away with it. If it's a party of three or four adventurers, aren't two the limit? Even if we get busted, we can take it down.

There's a lot of anger in treating the subhumans as beasts and counting them as "pimps," but I'm not going to make a scene. Patience.

"I'm not, and if I were to hire you on a larger scale, I wonder how much better. It's tentative."

……

The woman creates a crease between her eyebrows and looks at Gallius suspiciously. And suddenly I got up.

"Hey, can you give me a minute -?"

Say, I hid across the counter, in the back door.

Feeling suspicious, thinking about walking away, the door opened and a gentleman in a suit appeared. He puts on his monocular glasses and comes over with a little mess with his mustache.

"Hi. My name is Mueto and I represent the Luciola Chamber of Commerce. You want a big deal? Let me ask you something here."

Suddenly the big guy came out.

The only way to do this was to be like this, and Gallius decided to be prepared and followed him to the separate room as he was urged -.

Fall back on the leather sofa opposite the man who named him Mueto.

One fly passed between them, and Mueto, even as he looked disgusted, put it back to grin and just got to the point.

"How many, would you like the slaves?

Gallius thought about it and answered honestly.

"Everybody."

"This is..."

Mueto flaunted his shoulder.

"You're quite a dare. However, you can't lend one to someone with no identity, who hasn't even been named yet."

I had completely forgotten my name, but more than that, I don't know what the intention was to repeat what was said at the reception.

Why did you go out of your way to the other room?

That Gallius thinks faceless.

"Looks more like a journey than an adventurer from what I've seen?

"Hmm? Well, that's the thing"

"Hmm, I see..."

Mueto looked to lick Gallius from top to bottom so he could tread, lowering his voice a step lower.

"If from beyond the Great River... no, you're not from the South, are you?

Hmm? and Gallius nearly leaned his neck, but understood what that meant.

(Does this guy suspect me of being from the Barranhardt Empire?)

Come to think of it, it is not known to human society that the subpeople have established a state in the endless forest.

Since Galius is a human race, it is only natural that suspicious behavior and suspicion should be directed to human beings on the imperial side who are in a state of tension.

Apparently Mueto suspected Gallius that way from the beginning. Nonetheless, if you were willing to let him through to the separate room to talk, you could assume that he had an interest in the Empire.

(If so, would this be an ant that makes you think you're an imperial person...?

However, as it stands, there is no material to affirm. but there was no basis for denying it.

(Right. It should be considered that activities in the city will be more difficult to do if they remain suspicious than can be properly denied)

Then he affirmed, and Gallius decided his belly that even if he was unscrupulous, he would have to make him believe.

Hip dagger - quickly pulled out the ready-made one. "Hit!" he said, gazing coldly at the frightened Mueto, whirling his dagger. Always try to show off the impossible moves.

"Hey, what the heck - hi-ha!?"

I threw my dagger at Mueto. Blur the monocular glasses and stick them against the wall behind you.

"Excuse me. You surprised me. There was a loud bug earlier."

"Mm, bugs...?

Mueto turned around, worried about Gallius. I stood up in awe and walked over to the dagger.

A fly is snapped on the wall by a dagger.

"Sorry, but it's something I've been using for years. I'd appreciate it if you'd give it back."

"What are you..."

"I'm not an adventurer. But I'm not just (...) a traveler either. I can't talk about my identity right now, but I want to build trust with you from now on."

Mueto pulled out his dagger and handed it to Gallius with a mesmerizing, drawn grin. Sit face to face again.

It still seems half-hearted, but Gallius cuts out the story in an attempt to keep pushing it.

"You seem more concerned over the Great River. If the Empire strikes, for example, will you be in trouble?

"Well, I'm already in trouble! If it's a war, you won't be able to do business for a while. On the contrary, the folks in Congress must buy and beat the slaves cheap on account of what happened. If an important commodity is taken into battle, then business will be devastated."

Apparently, the merchants don't have a very good relationship with the city's upper management.

"I'll tell you what, it's almost spring work and all the slaves have been taken by you. Instead of everything, it is difficult to use a few. Not at all, the congressmen don't even think about this situation..."

I don't care about bumps and complaining, but I didn't listen to the first part.

"Are you going to be driven out into farming?

"Yeah. So is harvest time. Agriculture dominates this city. The congressmen also have big landlords. I don't complain about regular rates, but they take them for extra low prices because they borrow them together."

Mueto jerked his mustache around a little and let his back teeth rinse with abomination.

"Outside the city, almost every suburb..."

"Of course, I'll shackle you not to escape. No problem if you do farming."

It's a chance, Gallius laughs inside.

There are shackles, but they gather the captive subjugates out of the walls without labor.

"But it sounds hard to manage. Wouldn't you know if one or two escaped?

"I'll make a proper list. It is perfectly clear which fields and which individuals were dispatched to. If the number is down, I'll complain about the one and put a penalty on it."

"How many will remain in the city?

"Those who can't move because of injuries or illness, roughly two, thirty, or so on every time."

In other words, all who remain in the city, are in the settlement.

(You can't leave it. That number should do something about it)

To this end, we must make the best use of Mueto.

"You seem to care about the slaves from earlier, but you can't expect them to be a force of war. All the cowards and women who had fled and hidden. I can only use it to the extent that I let it stand on the arrow."

Although he spoke well, Mueto rushes to deny it.

"But, yes, if you have to, you can outperform people - oh, no, but none of the fighting skills, the..."

If the Empire is not afraid of the Subhumans, it may attack them, or vice versa, but it is troublesome. They have such a grip.

Talk about just not having to lend it. Seems pretty confusing.

"I want to ask you frankly. You don't seem to have any good feelings for Congress, but why?

Mueto answers with his back rounded and his voice dropped.

"It is the nobles and military of the former kingdom who are cowering Congress. We've settled into the general public after that, so loud... There are also rumours of collaborating with other cities and trying to fight the Empire. If it's even a war...... oh, already. I don't know about anything else, but we're more than likely going to lose an important product."

"You have said earlier that the demons you enslaved are 'important', but you care so much about them?

"Oh, that's, well... The rent and bait in your place of residence won't be silly. You won't have to die that easily. Because it's business."

"I see. I mean, as the word goes, I only see it as a 'product'," he said?

"That kind of thing, right? Because they are demons..."

Gallius threw a grin at Mueto, who messed with his mustache anxiously.

"Oh, you're right. If it's a people (...), it's a natural idea."

That's why I use it.

But Gallius decided in his heart that he was not the one to pull on his people.

"One more thing. Don't you care so much about the city's top being replaced?

"I'd rather have it replaced. However, I have trouble getting worse now..."

"What, my boss"... "is tolerant of citizens' economic activities. If commerce develops, the country flourishes. That's why I barely give a hand or a mouth."

A delightful colour floats over Muet's face.

"So I want to stay close to you."

"Yes! Never!"

"By the way, I hope you don't talk about me. And the conversation here."

"Of course!

You think you can monopolize your rights, or you don't even try to hide your distorted mouth.

Leaving word that he would come again, for one thing Gallius left the Chamber of Commerce behind -.

Gallius, leaving the Chamber of Commerce, avoids the eyes and goes behind the alley.

The subpeoples enslaved in this city will soon be massively mobilized to farmland. I just want to be free at that time.

They list where and how many sub-people will be dispatched. If you say Mueto, maybe you can get that list, and worst of all, you can steal it out.

Those left behind in the city are likely to be able to use Mueto to take them out, even if they are somewhat unscrupulous, for about two or thirty people.

But the problem is after that.

There were a number of major problems with the massive movement of a thousand people to the end of the forest.

First of all, means of travel.

Even if he escapes on foot, he'll be caught up soon. I need a carriage. And in hundreds. Horses will be three times that.

The same goes for the cost to procure locally, but it's still a bad idea to stand out. There was a risk of rumors even if divided into multiple cities.

And secure food and water that can withstand a month's long journey.

Even on the journey of the twenty, the Gallius struggled. If that's a thousand people, it's almost impossible while securing them on the road.

I also have a chaser.

It is probably the non-combatants who have missed the escape that are being held prisoner. No matter how much Gallius, I wasn't sure I would protect a thousand people with one dagger.

Enter the back alley without the popular "Hitoshi".

A skinny dog turned toward me. I let my tail drip and look with frightened eyes.

Gallius took the bread out of his hip porch and tore it and threw it.

The dog came over vigilantly and sniffed the smell and grabbed onto the bread.

Grab the dried meat and approach, placing it on the dog's nose tip. I stroked my head softly as I started eating this one as well.

She is skinny, but she is also comfortable.

Even though it hasn't been three days, I missed the town of Boulder.

Lippi, Lilianea, Zepal and Therios smile cross the back of his brain.

I'm sure if we lived in Limullesta, the Dolphios would have such a happy laugh.

(Right, right. There's nothing I can't do for you. I have hands.)

Gallius had come up with a way to make the journey possible for a thousand people.

Success is not enough on your own.