The Dragon of Gluttony starts from the hell plane

To be honest, the cold-bloodedness of Belsi and Nanajima Semu was quite unexpected by the mage girl, but...the two of them were not humanoid creatures after all, but monsters, so they could not be restrained by conventional morality.

Gods above! Demons below! You almost killed me!

The slave merchant looked at the noble team that was far away. He prayed like this, with tears in his eyes, crying: I still have a daughter... I just do some business, why do you want to harm me!

Don't I usually care about your three meals a day? Or do I usually beat you like other slave traders? I am already the best slave trader in Duni City... Wuwuwuwu~

The slave trader was crying bitterly, with snot and tears streaming down his face. He looked at the dying orc slave he bought for fifty copper coins, stretched out his legs, and wanted to kick him, who was completely motionless.

However, his confession did not mean to whitewash himself... He was really the most conscientious slave trader in Dorney City.

So he just stretched out his leg and poked the other person. After finding that the other person was completely motionless, he knelt down and prayed for the slave to let the other person's soul return to heaven, and then started on his way again.

The bodies of the orc slaves were left in place.

Falling in a pool of blood... just lying on the street.

…

Something interesting.

Belch commented casually, holding his chin and saying: That guy, in my opinion, is not considered [evil]. Well... it is indeed difficult for a businessman to be called evil.

[Yes, the backwardness of the times will lead to such a situation. This is caused by birth, an innate distorted concept. This is the background setting of this world. 】

Da Zhuang: ...

Mage girl: ...

The two people in silence did not particularly pay attention to their conversation, but ran out one after another to check the condition of the orc slave who fell on the ground like garbage.

Later, he was brought into the restaurant.

It seems he's still breathing... Da Zhuang, support him first, and I'll find some medicine.

With that said, the mage girl went upstairs, and then brought down a medicine box, which seemed to contain some medicines and a small tube of red potion, and began to try to treat the orc slave.

[Well, you seem to be very caring, but in fact it doesn’t make much sense...]

Said Nanajima Semu, she gave an example and said: [You think, in addition to the injured that you can see, in fact, in this world, at this moment, there are many tragedies that you cannot see happening. occur. 】

Yes, even if we save one or two, there are still tens of thousands of people.

Belsch also agreed. He nodded and said: There are countless people who have suffered the same fate. You will never be able to save them. For problems that arise on the tree crown, it is not enough to only cure the crown. You can only treat them from the root system of the tree. Get started.”

This seems to make sense, but...

But since I saw it, I have to save him...

The mage girl who said this said helplessly. She handed the potion in her hand to Da Zhuang and said at the same time: Da Zhuang, drink it for him... You are truly worthy of being creatures in the abyss.

After commenting like this, the mage girl shook her head. She rummaged through the medical kit and said at the same time: You and my father are very similar to what you said, but my father still saved Da Zhuang. There is no conflict, right?

I see, that’s why Da Zhuang continued to work in the restaurant even though the girl’s father owed wages for many years...

Then, everyone watched as Da Zhuang roughly shoved the test tube down the slave's throat, and the red healing potion was quickly poured into the orc slave's stomach, but it didn't seem to have much effect.

Really, you keep talking about great truths, but to put it bluntly, aren't you just too lazy to do anything...

The mage girl was muttering like this, thinking about the plaster in her hand, and complaining: Although you are talking very powerfully, if I don't understand it, the result is not as good as that of me and Da Zhuang.

...

Belsi and Nanajima Semu looked at each other, then closed their mouths one after another, watching the mage girl's treatment of the orc slave... The mage girl was indeed right.

The two of them don't have to participate in the treatment, but at least they shouldn't... say something that makes the world seem sober.

Bel Xi, who had a fairly good emotional intelligence, quickly realized something was wrong with him, and simply said: Then, before you put the plaster on the wound, use wine... to at least clean it up.

After listening to Belsi's words, Nananashima Semu simply stretched out his tentacles, carrying a bucket of wine that appeared, and washed the wounds of the orc slaves, cleaning the dirt on them.

Thanks.

The mage girl thanked him and applied the plaster and bandages to the orc slave.

Well, orcs...are actually made of flesh and blood.

Belsi couldn't help but talk. He imagined the orcs he knew in the world where [Gorge Maoge] lived, and said: I thought the orcs would be creatures like mushrooms.

[If it is a mushroom orc, the kind of orc who shouts Waaaaaagh all day long... his status should not be so low, I am afraid he will be killed in this world. 】

You're right...Waaagh!!

【Waaaaagh! ! 】

The mage girl glanced at them, not understanding what riddle they were trying to solve. Da Zhuang looked sideways at them, opened his mouth and let out a powerful war cry: Waaaagh!!!!

【I go! 】

Da Zhuang scratched his head...

This is the war cry of the orc tribe, it has no practical meaning...

Da Zhuang, who said this, looked at the orc slave placed on the ground. He stretched out his hand and hammered his chest. There seemed to be some kind of chant in his voice: My brother...

Da Zhuang, who was sitting on the chair, seemed to be a [priest] only at this moment.

Da Zhuang closed his eyes slightly, like a silent stone statue, keeping his fist on his chest motionless, as if praying for the orc slave.

Actually, we can see many such things, I mean whipping in the street... but usually, slave traders will make proper use of the slaves' bodies.

The mage girl said this. She did what she could, and then she waited for the orc slave to wake up, or wait for the other party's death. She continued: Actually, I feel a little distressed... The healing potion is not cheap.

The mage girl who said this clearly had a trace of regret on her face.

Belsi couldn't help but look at her, and then she and Semu Nananoshima looked at each other... Yes, even though there was no slime with facial features, it didn't affect the two of them looking at each other.

However, the healing potion is bought to be used for treatment. If you don't use it, it will be meaningless!

The mage girl said this.

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Belsey: ...

Nananoshima Semu: ...

Two time-travelers who were once humans met for the first time on a track called [Humanity]...

I felt my defeat.