The Indomitable Martial King Chapter 28

“Hey, sir. It may be a bit odd to say this, but selling grain to the Kingdom of Crovence is like selling soap to orcs. “It just can’t sell.”

“Orcs also become good at using soap once they get used to it.”

“yes?”

“Oh, no. it’s nothing.”

I inadvertently brought up the story of my past life. Leffenhardt smiled bitterly. Honestly, I understood Siebold’s attitude. If he didn’t know the future, he would have thought he was a fool when he heard that he was going to make such an investment.

“If I fail, won’t I be ruined? On the other hand, if there is a profit, that side will also benefit quite a bit, right?”

“That’s true, but… … .”

Siebold looked embarrassed and touched his lips. With that money, I could definitely solve my current hardship. However, his merchant spirit could not allow him to argue with the investor in front of him.

“Still, I can’t recommend a customer to make an investment that is sure to fail. Why not consider inventory… … .”

“If you don’t like it, go somewhere else.”

It wasn’t like I had any major regrets about Taoban Trading Company anyway. It was his first choice simply because he was not on good terms with Rolpain Company, so there was no problem at all for Reppenhardt if he chose another company.

Then Siebold was surprised and blurted out nonsense.

“Well, that’s not allowed!”

And he clicked his tongue. The situation was so urgent that he appeared unbecoming of a merchant. Leffenhardt looked at Siebold with slightly surprised eyes.

‘It seems like a very unfortunate situation.’

I have doubts as to how I came to the right place. Aren’t you running away in the middle of the night before you can even get what you invested in?

Siebold sighed at his mistake and spoke honestly.

“To be honest, our company is not in a good situation right now. However, if you have this money, you can overcome this period and grow. So, I would like to recommend other investments if possible.”

“They say I will fail even if I fail.”

Reppenhardt clicked his tongue. This guy was strict in his past life, so it was just his nature. Still, seeing things like this makes me believe more and more.

“It’s my money, and I spend it. ruler! “Bring the contract with you.”

Pushing the gold coin, he forced his way out. At this point, Siebold could no longer refuse. Even after explaining all the risks, the other person accepted it, so there was no violation of the rules, and more than anything, he really wanted the gold coin in front of him. Considering the countless Taoban Company associates he supported, refusing was also a sin.

“I understand, Mr. Leffenhardt. “Let me prepare the contract right away.”

Siebold summoned his subordinate and ordered him to fill out the documents. Leffenhardt laughed softly.

“The only thing I want is not to guess and invest my money elsewhere.”

“of course.”

Once accepted, it was the merchant’s duty to implement it thoroughly. Reppenhardt was satisfied, saying that his memories of his past life were reliable. Then, a fact suddenly occurred to me.

“Oh, and this is a separate issue… … .”

“Do you need anything?”

“Taoban Trading Company also has a branch in the Grime Kingdom, perhaps?”

Siebold nodded. Not long ago, a commercial route was pioneered towards the northern part of the Kingdom of Grime.

“Then, is there a branch near the Magic Tower in Delphia?”

“Although it is not in Delphia, the Lonta branch does pass through Delphia. “What’s going on?”

“Could you please recognize someone there?”

The intention was to use this opportunity to obtain information about the contemporary Leffenhardt. They specifically requested information about how they were doing, whether there was anything unusual, and especially about how they had been over the past few years.

“I will pay you a separate fee for this… … .”

“No need. “I will contact you right away.”

Siebold waved his hand resolutely. If it was a transaction with this investor, there was no problem at all in hiring someone else to obtain that level of information. It’s not confidential information from a royal family or noble family, so you can just ask a nearby merchant to find out some news.

‘Good, with this we can get the information we couldn’t get from Todd.’

Smirking, Reppenhardt doused his feather pen with ink.

3

A silver dagger flies through the air. It scatters delicate sword light and slashes, slashes, stabs, and swings. Siris smiled faintly as she felt the hilt of her sword wrapped around her hand.

The sword was good. The moment he swung his sword, she was able to forget that she was a slave.

Siris was not born a slave like the other elves in the auction house. The place where she was born was a wasteland on the western side of the continent, a place that the Danheim Forest clan named the Land of Lament. The land of Anju, where the elves lost their great homeland, the forest, and barely arrived after being chased for hundreds of years. She was born and raised in a wilderness so barren that just living was a penance.

My childhood memories are now vague.

Adults always used to say.

“Originally, we high elves were the protectors of the forest. Under the protection of the world tree, Elvenheim, all elves lived in eternal happiness. “All the animals were the elves’ friends, and all the trees bore fruit, providing an endless supply of food.”

It was an unbelievable story, considering that they were living an unsatisfactory life every day in a barren land. The stories of the elves of the past, who lived noble lives with nature as forest fairies, were like dreams or fantasies.

“Even though we were pushed into this situation by the power of vile humans, Eldia will one day take care of us and lead us back to paradise.”

Goddess of the Elves, Eldia.

The belief that she would one day send the Great Goddess’ representative to the world to save all elves was widespread throughout the Danheim clan. Young Siris also firmly believed that.

“We are descendants of great fairies. Our beloved daughter, you must never forget that pride.”

All elf adults were fathers and mothers. She grew up with the love of her many parents. Although he was poor and hungry, it was still a happy life.

It was broken when she turned twenty, or five years old in human terms.

After receiving information that there was an area where valuable elves had become ‘wild’, slave hunters mobilized a huge army and invaded her homeland. The elves resisted the suddenly invading human army. Everyone risked their lives and fought for the future.

However, the difference in military strength was too severe. In the end, after a desperate struggle, all the adults died, and the children were sold into slavery by slave hunters.

When I was a child who didn’t know anything and just cried, the shock I felt when I was dragged to the auction house and met other elves still remained a blur in my memory.

They laughed at the Danheim clan. It was said that the elves, a slave race, could not have had such a past. It was said that what the Danheim clan believed in was just a legend that arose out of longing. He said that such ‘savior legends’ are common wherever he goes in the world, and he picked up similar stories one after another.

An old elf woman she met in Elvenheim spoke to her soothingly.

“Aren’t you glad that you now know the world? Because you are pretty, you can be sold to a good place. “You are young, so if you learn loyalty and politeness here from now on, you will be able to become a good elf.”

And time passed. Siris also forgot her past. Her world was different from what she had heard. Elves were slaves. Everyone took it for granted. She, who had been rebellious, gradually became accustomed to Elven Haim.

But even so, Siris never gave in to her heart. Even though she obeyed her orders, her eyes were always shining with defiance. Even though she was starved and beaten countless times, that look in her eyes did not change.

The other elves laughed at her. Even the fact that she was a pure-blooded high elf was an object of ridicule there. A pure white clan that shined most noblely among the elves, but her dark skin, scorched by the sun in the wilderness, was nothing short of a symbol of the fall of the high elves.

The only thing that saved her, even among the slaves, was her sword. Recognizing her Siris qualities, Elvenheim’s swordsmanship instructor enrolled her in her Slayer curriculum. So, unlike other slaves, she was able to learn swordsmanship.

Elvenheim elves who are not slayers do not learn swords. All they learn is all kinds of tricks that make humans happy.

But all the adults in my memories were holding swords. They were free elves who knew how to defend themselves with a sword. Everyone was brave and died fighting with pride. As they were being captured, I still have a vague memory of seeing one of the slave hunters crying because he had suffered a serious loss.

So the sword was good. When I swung the sword, I was able to think of my proud father and mother. In this isolated world, the sword was the only joy. Even though she knew it was an effort to become a more expensive slave, she devoted herself to her swordsmanship as if possessed.

50 years have passed like that. The child became a mature girl. 50 years was a long time even for elves. Most of the past has long since been forgotten. She also became accustomed to living as a slave. Now she couldn’t even remember what it meant to live freely.

but… … .

It’s a story from so long ago that even my memories are vague… … .

A small word kept in a corner of my hazy memories.

“Our beloved daughter, you must never forget your pride.”

When I swung the sword, the voice seemed to sound faint.

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“Whoa… … .”

After finishing the sword dance, Siris took a breath. Silan, who had been watching the swordsmanship performed by Siris, let out an exclamation.

“Wow, that’s cool!”

Siris and Silan were out in the inn garden. Silan, who had acquired a mithril dagger, had been begging Siris to teach him how to use a mithril sword. It was a bit awkward to dance in the guest room – I was afraid that the furniture would be scratched since I had a luxury room – so I moved to the garden.

Even though it was the middle of winter, both of them were wearing only light coats. But he didn’t seem that cold. Not only was the coat itself a high-quality product with excellent winter resistance, but this golden resting place was a ㅁ-shaped building with a garden in the center. Since there were buildings on all sides to block drafts, the perceived temperature was quite high.

Cilan asked as he received the dagger from Siris.

“How do you do those moves?”

“You just have to work hard.”

It was a cold voice, but Cilan didn’t seem to care at all.

“Wow, the answer is the same as Mr. Leffen. “Is this really the case for all people who practice martial arts?”

“Rather… … .”

Siris smiled bitterly. Wouldn’t it be great if you taught them properly from the basics? If you just ask how to do that movement, what else is there to do other than answer that question?

“Woah, is this how you do it?”

Silan took the dagger and began imitating Siris’ sword dance. The sharp trajectory disappears and the dagger flails through the air. Then he scratches his head. Her fine red hair flowed wildly.

“Oh, it’s harder than it looks.”

“It’s not something that happens overnight.”

Although his tone was cold, Siris was answering everything Silan said. Is your attitude quite different from when you treated Leffenhardt?

In fact, Siris was quite taken with this small, beautiful boy priest. She was a woman, so when she saw something pretty, she couldn’t help but like her. Moreover, she has a good personality and treats her slave quite kindly. She seems to be having a bit of a hard time for some reason. The reaction is completely different from the humans Siris has met so far.

Of course, rather than Silan treating Siris as a person, it is closer to a poor commoner being amazed and wary of a rare breed of cat. But from Siris’s perspective, I liked it anyway.

“Hmm, maybe it would be better to learn the basics first? “What should I do?”

“First, I need to get used to how to hold a sword.”

Siris held Cilan’s hand and corrected his posture. It was uncharacteristic of her to hold a human man’s hand first, but she was not at all wary of this young boy.

In fact, in terms of race age, Siris is now over seventeen and Silan is nineteen, so it would be unfair to call them young. However, although Reppenhardt told him that Cilan was a man, he did not tell him how old he was. So she mistakenly thought that Siris was around thirteen or four years old at best, and that she was treating her like a cute little sister.

That was when the two people were hanging out in the garden in the center of the inn.

“It was here.”

Loud footsteps were heard, and a group of men entered the garden through the portico. Cilan frowned as he looked at the sharp-tongued middle-aged man in the lead.

It was a familiar face. It was the guy I met on the street earlier who was selling Siris.

“What happened?”

Silan stood in front of Siris and raised his guard. Looking at that, Romade smiled with satisfaction, saying that things were going well.

‘What a kid. Even though something like that happened, I couldn’t believe I didn’t even think about it.’

Originally, he had planned to send someone else to summon Reppenhardt and then snatch the elf slave. Anyway, you can’t kidnap a slave in front of yourself if you want to show off your flippers later. But when I got to the inn, I found out that I had left on my own.

“You have nothing to see. “Get out of the way!”

After yelling, Romard made a gesture.

“Follow me, female elf. “I’ll take you to your real owner.”

It was truly a shameless voice. Three strong men behind Romard approached Siris on the left and right, holding ropes and batons in their hands. Silan shouted again in urgency.

“Hey! “What are you guys?”

Shouting, Cilan glanced at the inn windows. It was strange. Despite causing such a commotion, no one was looking out the window. Romard burst out laughing.

“I know what to expect, but all the inn guests will be in the hall right now.”

He had already bribed the inn owner and moved all the inn guests to the hall on the first floor under the pretense of providing free dinner. Everyone who stayed here must have been rich enough, but even so, no one would turn down a free dinner.

“No, I already said I wouldn’t sell it, so what kind of behavior is this!”

One of the men suddenly swung a baton at Silan, who was embarrassed and screaming.

“Ah, the little guy is so loud!”

At that moment, Siris stepped forward. In an instant, he occupied the front of Silan, and at the same time snatched the dagger he was holding. His movements were so agile that even Silan, who had lost his dagger, had no idea what he was doing. And right away she launched herself from her low stance.

“Ugh?”

The man is startled and immediately slams down his dagger. It was not a clumsy swing with a club, but a sharp attack with proper baton skills. However, Siris immediately blocked the attack with his dagger and struck his opponent’s uvula with his opposite fist. It is a so-called chestnut fist, with the middle finger raised slightly.

“Kaek!”

It was truly a lightning-fast move. The man screamed and immediately fell down. The two guys on the left and right came running in panic.

“Hey, you bitch!”

The two men immediately ran to Siris and attacked him left and right. Using a clever wrist snap, he swings the baton and hits it up and down and left and right at the same time. The attack was so exquisite that it completely blocked off any escape.