9th Class Sword Master: The Guardian of the Sword - Chapter 191

Episode 191

Episode 72. Somehow,

as I said to the freed slave < 2), the slave distribution organization here really came to an end within an hour. Yuma stands in the middle and examines documents related to slavery. Not even a single drop of sweat flowed from his forehead. Most of the bastards were in a state of fainting from being hit in the jaw or pretending to be fainting. It was because there was nothing good about getting up and moving. “Ahhh... Their boss shuddered and shuddered. He had never seen such an ignorant human being in his entire life. It was just before. As soon as Yuma removed the door and entered, the squad boss said that he would cooperate with anything, showing his instinctive instincts. His keen intuition, which he usually lived in back alleys, was telling. That human is not at the level that idiots like us can handle. Bow your head right now and choose to cooperate. So the boss did. However, rubbing both hands together from the start and babbling like a cowardly flies would have been uncomfortable for him and for himself. As soon as Yuma entered, the boss lowered his voice and said: “A noble person has arrived. I'm afraid that our subordinates may have offended me... And I lost my mind for a while. It was because of the fast fists that such back alley criminals couldn't even see. When I opened my eyes again, my subordinates were flying around the room. It was because the fist that monster swung hit my foot. All the tools being thrown at him felt no more than children's toys. Still, it was a piece of iron and a blade, but every time that monster stretched out its hand, it only broke and bent. Could it be that it was a mistake to set my voice in the first place? The boss judged that there was a problem with his attitude and tried to make up a more servile voice. “Aigoo, get well. At least an explanation of what was going on... Of course it didn't work. After 30 minutes and 7 more minutes had passed since Yuma started beating up the bastards without asking or questioning, the boss had a new heart. If that monster saves me, I will never trade slaves again... I will return to my hometown and live a good life. Although the news of a great misfortune befalling Lung reached the day before Yuma arrived. However, the boss judged that it was a false rumor or an exaggerated story. Who the hell could touch Lung Doge like that in the light of Ajif? In his world, it was unimaginable. But I guess that actually happened. Boss saw Yuma destroying his organization like a demon, and he was sure that Lung must have been like this too. There is no conversation with the junkie. Even if there is, it is always after violence. That was the way Yuma had been adhering to for a long time. "weather." The boss squeezed out all the strength he had been sucking on and barely got up. It was difficult even to stand up and maintain an immobile posture, as if there were cracks in the bones here and there. “Wake up!” The boss shouted back and took a posture at attention. He had reigned like a king in this town just a few hours ago. There were subordinates who followed, and there were many slaves to be sold. It was all his power and money. However, after entering the subsystem of Loong and starting the distribution of slaves, everything that had been built up for 15 years was gone in 37 minutes. Ballinan was fooling around by playing hopscotch by himself using the fallen bastards. Omir, sitting outside the door, could only bite his fingers and tremble. “How many slaves were on the ship that left yesterday?” “It was a little over fifty!” “I don’t like the word approximate.” “Fifty-six! Fifty-six!” “How many of them are Westerners?” “That is it. Twenty or so... “I don’t even like that. speak straight up Was there a red- or brown-haired young woman among those twenty or a man with a Western accent?” “Now give me a minute! Let’s concentrate and think!” Boss closed his eyes and immediately recalled the interior of the distribution ship loaded with slaves last night. “Once there were no young women! All of the slave women that Lung sent here this time were a bit older.” It's a story that Catherine and Cheryl didn't come here. Yuma didn't open his mouth and waited for the boss to explain further. “There was only one man from the Western continent. I remember.” "name is? What does it look like?” “That is it. Co... Cog! I said cog. He's a cog from the Fuang Merchant in the west... Huh. At that moment, Boss recalled how that cog was screaming. - I'm a cog from Upper Puang in West Kyle! If my master finds out about this now, you guys will be in big trouble. Really! - Kuck. I bet you do. Ayu, be afraid. So when will your proud owner come back? What a pitiful life. - Really! The boss really thought Cogg was a pity, and instead of beating him, he threw him into the cabin. Where in the world is the owner who uses his strength to save the lower ones? The life of those who were powerless and lacking in support was a world less than that of a single fly. To have such an innocent heart in these troubled times and become a slave. He was really pitiful and stupid. And after the name of 'Cog' came out, the boss realized by examining Yuma's expression. The real pitiful fool was himself, not Kog. The owner of the slave, who was sarcastic about when he would come, is really looking for a cog by coming to him and smashing everything. 'Ah... can this be true?' Judging from the behavior of the monster in front of me, if I had sent Kog to the Puang Merchant or some other guild, I would have been able to enjoy a huge reward. Not only did the boss miss out on the luck of a lifetime, he was realizing how much of a backlash a single choice could bring. As soon as Yuma heard Kog's name, his eyes widened and he grabbed the boss by the collar and lifted him into the air. “Ke-gaek!” “Are you a bit big and have freckles on your face?” As long as the name Puang Sangdan popped up, there was no need to ask. Yuma's heart skipped a beat when he heard Cog's name. Cogs are alive too! Yuma suppressed her emotions and glared at the boss. The thought that this insignificant slave-distributor could have abused Corg gave him a new rage. “Yes, guest! That's right!" “You are such a wormy bastard. You can't beat the cog... Uduk! Yuma asked as he dislocated the boss' shoulder. But the boss was so choked up that he couldn't even scream. He just shook his head frantically, tearing up at the terrible pain that forced his shoulder blades to fall out. “Is the cog okay? Were there any serious injuries?” “Khaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah He looked healthy! Really!" Yuma pondered for a moment whether to break his shoulder blades, then put them back together. Looking at the reaction, it seemed that this guy did not beat the cog directly. "Are there any marks on Cogg's body from the whip?" “Yes yes. there was a little I can only swear. Really, I'm... Lung Doge. 이 개새끼는 서방으로 돌아가기 전에 반드시 죽여야겠 군. Yuma didn't listen to the boss's pitiful excuses, only thinking of the pig's repulsive appearance. It seems that what he does is infinitely shallow and needlessly greedy, but why is there a Cherkin behind such a guy? Even thinking about it again, I couldn't understand it. I knew through the rose society that there was some kind of bond between Haseo-guk and the east, but why is someone like Lung? -Pahahaha! It's natural. Even Bamol says he can't hit me if he knows who's behind me. In an instant, the words Rong had uttered came to mind. Do you want to become King Haseo? As long as it was King Haseo, there was no problem with any kind of retaliation. But for some reason, it seems that a bigger fish is protecting it, not King Haseo. Could that piglet have some special ability? The whole time Yuma was thinking, the boss was defending himself diligently. I didn't carelessly harm Cog, and I didn't have a good relationship, but I feel sorry for him from the bottom of my heart, and I'm even envious of that friend who serves someone like you as his owner.... Until his nosebleeds from being hit . Boss's self-defense continued. “Where is the destination of the slave distribution ship?” “Kaak! Cool Power Cool Power! I am the Kingdom of Nabalu.... The Kingdom of Nabalu. Among the wealthy nobles of Nabalu, it is fashionable to have slaves these days.” The Nabalu Kingdom was a place he had only heard of. “Clarify the situation more clearly. Then it is the teeth, not the nasal bones.” “Hee hee. If you go to the marina in Nabalu, there is a gangster named 'Santi', and he, like me, makes a living by selling slaves. It is a structure in which slaves are supplied to nobles by slaves.” “We make a living by selling slaves. Anyone who hears it will know that there is no way to make a living unless it is slave trade, you scumbag.” “Sorry. Anyway, if you visit him, you'll be able to figure out the exact whereabouts of that cog.. Puck! puck! Boss's two front teeth fell to the floor. “How long will it take to Nabalu?” “Yuma hyung! It takes over a week from here to Nabalu.” Ballinan, who was playing in the background, answered instead of the boss who was vomiting blood. If the distance was over a week, Yuma had to make a choice. Whether to search for more colleagues who may still be nearby, or to find a cog whose whereabouts have been determined. “Prepare the ship right now. by the fastest ship. You go to Nabalu together and lead me to the place where Santi is.” After thinking about it for a while, Yuma decided to choose the latter. No one knew what kind of owner Cog would meet and what he would experience after being sold as a slave. Besides, Cogg was the weakest character in the Touhou party after Cheryl. The naive and loyal friend had no special abilities other than his strange charm, so he would not be able to get out of it on his own. “Kuhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh…. "You'd better not think about procrastinating because it hurts." Anyway, these guys would never have heard of the situation of a slave. Yuma tore up the bedspread in the room and wiped the blood from the boss and his subordinates. There were several small puddles of blood on the floor. Yuma soaked the bedspread until it was completely wet and dripping with blood, and carried it to the entrance of the building. [Going to Nabalu to find Corg.] Yuma wrote that on the gate with the blood of the bastards. Then he broke the door of the slaves next to the boss's room. As expected, none of Yuma's colleagues were inside. Because these slaves were shipped today. Yuma didn't say anything to them and just threw a bunch of keys he had taken from the boss' waist. Then he turned around and smashed the safe that the boss had been keeping with his fist. Charrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrantly, Yuma urged the boss to prepare the ship quickly. Omir stepped up among the bewildered slaves and shouted: “Quickly loosen the chains, take the gold coins and run away, you idiots!” Then he quietly sat down and put a handful of gold coins in his bosom. ---------------------------------------