After Cain returned to the mansion, he called out to Coran and then went to the floor.
And the next morning. As he ate his breakfast, he spoke to Coran, who was waiting behind him.
''Coran, where is the slave trade? I need to turn you into a criminal slave for the Drintle attack, and I need to ask you to include transportation. I'm thinking of stopping by on my way home from school.
"Master Cain, the best slavers in the capital are the Sandalamalamar Trading Company, located in the street off the West Gate. There are many other slavers in this city, but they are well known for the quality of their slaves and their ability to discipline them.
Okay, thanks. I'll stop by on my way home from school.
'No, if you're going to the slavers, I'll pick you up at the school in a carriage. I know where it is. The fact that the master of a noble family walks by himself, much less goes to the slavers' market by himself, is a disgrace to the reputation of Viscount Silford. It's a good idea to have a few nobles who don't like it. Please be careful, sir.
With Coran's desperate persuasion, he was to be picked up at the gate of the school on his way home.
Then, after finishing his meal, Cain headed to the academy. He had planned to do the weekend lord, but with quite a few problems such as raids and embezzlement, the plan was only for the weekend, but for Cain, who had to do the lord's work until after school, the only place he could take a break was the academy. It's about fifteen minutes away from the mansion, but he walks at a leisurely pace while soaking up the sun's rays. When he entered the classroom, two familiar people were already seated in the seats.
''Good morning, Cain-sama.''
Good morning, Mr. Cain.
There were two other girls in the room, Teres with her beautiful blonde hair aligned on her shoulders and an angelic smile, and Silk with her brown hair tied back in a ponytail and a cheery smile.
'Good morning. Teres, Silk.
I raise my hand to greet the two of them.
"Cain-sama, would you like to have tea with us after school once in a while? You're busy on the weekends these days, and we haven't been paying attention to you.
Cain shook his face at Therese, who invited him to join her.
''I'm sorry. I have to go to the slave trade after school today. Maybe after tomorrow if we want to have tea.''
When Teres heard the word 'slavers', he fantasized about Cain buying and holding young girls and bewitching women as slaves.
'Master Cain! Are you trying to buy a little girl or a bewitching woman? Despite what we are!
Teres turns red and starts to blame Cain for his actions.
He grabs Cain's neck with his hands and tightens them up with such force that his head rocks back and forth.
Cain is convinced now that this is what he means, and he's convinced now that he's already made up his mind about what Coran was saying.
'Wait a minute. Why are you assuming I'm going to buy it? You heard about the attack on the Lord's mansion the other day, right? I can't leave my captured assailants in a jail cell in the filling station for any length of time, so I'm planning to go to the slavers to have Drintle pick them up with the intention of selling them as criminal slaves.
Hearing Cain's words, Teres huffed and felt embarrassed by his actions and turned red, covering his face with his hands and half-sobbing.
Seeing such behavior, Silk was next to him, holding his belly laughing.
''Teres, you're playing it too fast and loose with me!
It's bad enough, Master Cain, to give people the wrong idea about you.
Teres had his belly button bent, his cheeks puffed out and he was looking to the side, but he was cute too.
'You're cute in profile when you're angry, too, Teres.
Cain just said what he was thinking in his mind. Hearing that, Teres's cheeks were stained with embarrassment instead of anger.
''Speaking of which, Cain-kun. Summer vacation is coming up soon, what are your plans? Are you planning to go to Drintle all the time?
Silk asked, curious about Cain, who was looking at Teres.
'That's the plan for now. Drintru is just getting started. I'll be back if I need anything else. ...
'Like the first time we met, I'm planning to go to Malbeek territory again with Teres, but I was wondering if you'd like to go with me because I'm worried about you. I was lucky that Cain-kun was there that time, but I was still worried.
Silk looks up and asks Cain about it.
I remember the first time I fought a pack of orcs on my way to King's Landing. He had made it in time then, but he didn't know what to do next time. As for Cain, he wanted to make sure that his fiancée and the others were safe.
'I can't tell you right now, but I'll make sure you two get there safely. And if I can't go with you, I can join you later.
In truth, Cain thought it would be safest to fly (fly) to Malbeek first, then return to the royal capital by transition and go by transition again together, but as a nobleman's duty, he had to drop his money in the city on the way. And moreover, the royal family and the dukes would be passing through. We need to spend a reasonable amount of money.
Since the elective class in the afternoon was the magic tools department, Cain made up his mind to create a magic tool that would serve as a safety measure for the two of them.
The class proceeded to the afternoon class of the magic tools department.
The main focus of the magic tools department class is basically to explain the theory and how to create them. They said that they would not actually create their own creations until they were in their senior year.
'--and so there is, therefore, a magic stone is carved thoughtfully into a magic stone, and the carved magic is activated by putting magic power into it.
That's it!
Cain was trying to think of a way that could protect them both, but he couldn't think of a good way.
The fact that the explanation being given in class right now was just the magic tool he wanted to make made made Cain couldn't help but let out a voice.
'Cain-kun, what, that's it?'
Selina-sensei, the teacher in charge of the magic tools department, asked me.
With a gasp, I looked around and saw that Cain was the only one standing, and all the other students' eyes were on him.
''No, I'm sorry. I just thought of a magic tool I wanted to make using the method the teacher just described.
Cain sits down in his seat with his head down.
'Mmm, I see. But I hear you can be a little overzealous. Try not to make something that will annoy people too much.
All right. I'll be careful.
Class resumed again, but Cain's mind was already focused on the magical tools he was going to give to Teres and Silk.
With class over, he quickly prepared to leave, greeted Teres, Silk, and his classmates, and left the school. Cain put the magical tools away in his mind once and climbed into the carriage where Coran was waiting to pick him up.
I'm sure you'll find a lot of people who are interested in this kind of music.
When I stepped out of the carriage, I saw the slaver's building in front of me, not in a busy downtown area, but in an inconspicuous back alley.
It was a three-story building with a fine brick storefront and a sign that said 'Sandalamar Trading Company'.
Coran, who had gotten out of the carriage earlier, opened the door to the Chamber of Commerce, and Cain entered, not paying attention to his uniform.
'Welcome!'
As soon as Cain entered the store, an elderly man dressed in a butler's uniform greeted him.
Even though he sees Cain, who is still a child, he doesn't budge and straightens his posture to greet him.
'Welcome, Lord Silford. It is a pleasure to welcome you to our trade. How may I be of service to you today?
Cain rolls his eyes at the fact that he's been so polite to a mere child, and that he even knows his name.
'How did you know my name?'
It's because when you have a business meeting in the capital, you are especially careful about information. There is no one in the city who can dispel demons, save the princesses, be knighted at the age of five and then promoted to Viscount at ten. --Pardon me, my name is Sundaramal, and I am the chairman of this chamber of commerce. It's a pleasure to meet you, Lord Silford.
Cain was even more surprised to find that the man he thought was a receptionist was the chairman of the commerce department.
'Are you surprised that I went out of my way to be a receptionist? I do business by looking at people. I do not sell slaves to anyone. I judge them with my own eyes and decide whether to sell them.
Cain sympathized with the way he did business. He could quickly understand that if the person he sold it to was a terrible person, the slave would be in for a hard time.
He was impressed that the Chairman of the Chamber of Commerce himself had decided to do so, as expected from Coran's recommendation.
'Sir Silford, please enter this reception room first. Hey, someone take over for the receptionist.
Replacing the clerk from the back, Sandalamar opens the door next to the reception area and leads Cain into the reception room.
Cain sits down on the sofa in the back as it is, and Sandalamar sits down facing him.
''As a matter of fact, in the city of Drintle, where I am a lord, we have captured dozens of criminals, and I wanted to hand them over as criminal slaves, so I came here today.
'Are you a crime slave .... The use of crime slaves is limited, so I can't take back a crime slave at such a high price, would you mind? It's a good idea to have a few of them in your possession. Of course, the slave must be intact in all four limbs. A slave with no limbs is a slave with no one to take him back, you know.
''I agree with you. We have four other active A-rank adventurers. I can't tell you the details, but I'd like you to take back about fifty of them.
''That many people? We'll pay for the transportation from Drintru, and if you are an A-ranked adventurer, we'll give you one gold coin each. For the other crime slaves, how about three large silver coins for each of them?
That's fine. I'd like to ask you to just pick up the kid as soon as possible. Since there are so many of us, we'll have to assign someone to guard you.
'All right, I'll come by and pick it up this week. I'll have the contract with you at that time.
Cain and Sandalamar stood up and shook hands.
'Sir Silford, since you're here, why don't you take a look at the slaves? I don't think I'd be coming to this Chamber of Commerce very often if I didn't have this opportunity.
Cain wasn't going to buy it, but after all, he had knowledge of his previous life and was a bit interested in the idea of slavery.
''Then let me have a little tour.
Sandalamar leads me into the slave's living space. As expected, the door to the room is a locked grate, allowing you to see inside. Beds were lined up in the room and many of the human race were dressed in small, neat clothes. The men and women's rooms were separated, and they seemed to be well-fed and well-fed, and there were no slaves to be seen who looked emaciated and ill.
'By all accounts, they look a little gloomy as slaves, but they seem to be well fed and not all of them are that pessimistic.
It's a very important commodity for a slave trader. You will not sell a product that is not in good physical condition. It's a business that requires trust. It's a very good idea to have a good reputation. Those who can't read are trained and educated, and that's why we've earned the trust of our customers.
Further up the stairs, there were only beastmen. There were various beastmen such as dog beastmen, cat beastmen and bear beastmen.
''Many of these beastmen were also peddled when the harvest was low in the settlement. There are no criminals among these war slaves or criminal slaves, as they are often sent to the mines sooner or later.
As he listened to the conversation, Cain used his sense of presence behind the door that led to the back of the room that he suddenly saw, and he felt a sign of concern.
'Mr. Sandalamar, I'd like to see the back of this place,'
'--in the back? I don't think Lord Silford needs to see it: .... There is a slave in the back who was attacked by a demon while in transit and is missing a body.
That's okay. Let me see it.
Cain was ushered into a room where he felt the presence of concern.
There were two beastly girls of different ages sitting on a bed. They would be about fifteen and ten years old when they were older. They both had white hair that reached to their waists, and on their heads they had white fox ears that matched their hair, so they didn't look like sisters. However, the older girl has both legs missing from the knee down, and the other has only her left arm.
Leaning in close to protect each other, a look of sadness on their faces, they glanced at Cain as he entered the room and lowered his eyes again.
'Who are these two?'
At Cain's question, Sandalamar began to speak, wrinkling his forehead a bit.
'They are sisters, but among the fox people, the white fox is said to bring misfortune to them. Because of that, they were sold from the settlement to a slave trader, but during the transport, they were attacked by a demon, and the slave trader used those girls as bait to escape in order to protect himself. It is said that he was injured like that at that time. After that, our merchant's carriage happened to pass by and the escort adventurers got rid of the demon and saved it, and we were able to protect it in our merchant's office. Although there are some physical defects, my sister is here because of her knowledge.
I want these two men.
Cain stared at the two of them and couldn't help but tell Sandalamalamar.