“Hmm this is fewer than what I expected. How about this, boy? Are these good enough?” (Lior)
“…I also don’t expect that.” (Bandit)
I stopped hiding when I looked at the old man starting to calculate the stolen money and valuables. I didn’t want to be seen as his friend and that’s why I didn’t go out but since I wanted to ask that merchant, it’s different.
“W-what are you guys?” (Slave Merchant)
“I’ve been telling you before, I’m just an ordinary traveler.” (Lior)
“How on earth are you an ordinary traveler!? Whose instigation is this!?” (Slave Merchant)
“I’m nobody. If I have to say it, I think you are being unlucky to go pass here.” (Lior)
” Jii-san, I have something to say to this guy so will you let me?” (Bandit)
“Hmmm.” (Lior)
Has the old man understood my serious mood because he refrained himself from saying anything at the back.
While feeling thankful towards the old man, I pointed my sword at the merchant. He was scared until he couldn’t move from the coachman seat, so I asked question.
“Hey, aren’t you slave trader? Didn’t you take children from the orphanage back in the past?” (Bandit)
“W-what are you saying? I don’t know any orphanage!” (Slave Merchant)
“Is that so? Although you said it confidently, the old man at the back won’t be silent if you lie, you know?” (Bandit)
The old man began to pretend, according to my say, by swinging his sword. Wind rolled behind my back and I was slightly scared but I’m grateful that he matched the rhythm.
“How about it? Your life doesn’t matter since I’m a bandit. If you’re not honest, I’ll kill you and take away your carriage.” (Bandit)
“Nuuu! I’m going to kill him! The time is right!” (Lior)
“Hiiiiiiiiii–! I know the orphanage! I took the children and sold them as slaves!” (Slave Merchant)
The old man rode the situation and sliced the tree he put on the road but… isn’t he good at acting?
A situation where the thick tree was completely sliced like paper was shown, the trader’s spirit was easily broken. That was great but was it necessary to slice the tree?
“Well then, one more question. Didn’t you setup the fire on some orphanage five years ago?” (Bandit)
“T-that is…” (Slave Merchant)
“My sword has a thirst for blood!” (Lior)
“Y-yes! I set up the fire! Since a stubborn woman kept declining many times, for the sake of revenge—…” (Slave Merchant)
Thereupon, the merchant’s voice was interrupted. The reason was simple, it was because I cut off his head.
Since I’ve become an adventurer for five years, things like killing people would happen many times. But that was because I was attacked, and it is necessary to attack them back in order to survive. I made progress as I don’t want to kill people but it’s different if it’s this guy.
Because of him causing the fire, life got more difficult, my brothers and sisters were in trouble, and above all, my precious younger sister died. The revenge that I’ve already given up was unexpectedly… I was able to carry it out.
I set aside the rolled neck, my tears naturally flowed as I put my swords back in.