Chapter 160
Great snail empire.
(3) People such as vipers and black dragons also frowned while looking into the air one by one.
They must have been given a mission.
It wasn't difficult to guess what it was.
'It must be to let the races in charge of them escape.' About that time, the Inquisitor smiled.
“Huh?”
Perhaps the [Quest] was given to him as well.
It wasn't difficult to guess what it was.
“There is a mission.
Ah! This is a quest to protect the Empire by preventing your escape!”
Quite the opposite of us.
Defend the Empire “Perhaps you have been given a mission to rescue a race from the Slime Empire.
Hmmm, that's interesting.
The quest goals of each other collide.”
"......" A strange silence passed between us.
woo woo...
right! The shouts from the underground city of the Colosseum ate our silence.
The Inquisitor patted his chin.
"understand.
Everyone.
Surrender to me.”
“… … What?" Black Dragon Zhu furrowed his eyebrows as if to say what he meant.
However, the heretical Inquisitor's expression did not change.
He smiled softly and said it as if he was listing the most logical things.
“I know you are very emotionally confused right now! You have shown affection for your own race, even if it's only been a full fortnight or so.
It is natural, even if it is not convincing, that such a race is reduced to slavery.
But this is the fastest!”
fast.
“If I hadn't intervened, the people of this world would have been wandering for thousands of years! However, due to my timely intervention, humanity entered the ancient world in just 200 years.
It's fast!”
“The Heretic Inquisitor.
Even if you are right, the use of religion and slavery in this way is...
… ." "I'm not saying my methods are perfect.
Black Dragon Lord! Just imagine the lives that might have been sacrificed in thousands of years of history.
Even if my civilization were tormenting hundreds of thousands of slaves, 'only' a few hundred years!" "......." "I will accelerate history even more." The heresy interrogator said: Torches were burning everywhere in the underworld.
Behind the Inquisitor, a huge dog statue cast a shadow.
“From ancient times to the Middle Ages.
From the Middle Ages to the Modern Age.
from modern times to modern times.
Finally, from modern times to modern times! We will end all the mistakes, misunderstandings and slaughter of mankind as soon as possible!”
There was certainty in the heretical interrogator's voice.
He was conveying the meaning with sad eyes.
I said 'I can do it'.
"Everyone.
Please surrender to me! I will remain in this world and guide them.
400 years.
No, in 360 years we will raise them to the level our civilization has reached!”
“I’m going to stay here for another 360 years… ?”
"Yes!" Under the pillar with the history of a civilization written on it, the Inquisitor smiled broadly.
“Trust me and leave everyone!”
4.
We had a meeting, but there was no conclusion.
There were colleagues who asked the Inquisitor to leave the stage, and there were people who were fiercely opposed to it.
In the end, there was no consensus for more than two hours.
“First, let’s take a look around and see how the tribes are doing.
Everyone started bleeding on their heads.”
I said.
“It just escalates into an emotional fight.
… Let's see for ourselves how children live.
Then we will make our own decisions.
ruler.
Let's meet here again tomorrow.
OK?" Colleagues nodded.
We groaned or held back our sighs, and dispersed in search of the territories of our respective races.
I, of course, go to where the goblins live.
Most goblins lived in salt mines.
-Today's weekly work is over! Lime! Everyone go home! - Except for plasma, fungi can never roam outside! - Line up! in an orderly manner! The Sanwa snails swung their tentacles.
twitch.
Shaking their shoulders, the goblins entered the pits right next to the salt mine.
That 'pit' was the lodging given to the designated people.
"......." I was at a loss for words.
He was speechless, and something like a moan escaped from the gap between his closed lips.
"Nonsense… .
It's a pit.
How much these kids love mud.
I live here with nothing but salty smell.
At the very least, you have to live in a damp place.”
-Yeah.
The spirit behind murmured.
- Still, they are looking for water.
Hey.
One or two goblins came out of hundreds of pits.
The goblins had red bands around their necks, and clasped water jars around their waists.
plasma.
The class leaders chosen from each pit are trying to draw water themselves.
-Kerr.
Plasma was mostly maternal.
I immediately understood why the mothers were drawn into plasma.
-Why are there two of you in your dorm? -Keruk, when I disappear, the child continues to cry.
Take a look, Ker...
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- Ttt! The Sanwa supervisors have ordered [goblins, except blood plasma, not to roam outside].
However, this did not stop mothers carrying their children with them.
When the mother is drawn with plasma, up to two children including the children can go out, and two water jars can be filled each.
- Pick it up! -water! K, water! Young goblins jumped into the cave spring.
with a splash! with a splash.
While the children swam, the mothers drew water.
Unglazed jars that have not been painted with any grease.
It was a pottery that could break easily if dropped.
For goblins living in madness, it was a valuable asset, so the mothers were careful not to break the jar.
"......." I said less and less.
The time to draw spring water was the only free time allowed for the designated people.
During their jewel-like rest, the mother goblins crushed water into the sand, somehow mimicking the feel of mud.
With the rough, pseudo-muddy, the children's skin was slowly tattooed.
- Pick! - Goreuk, goreuk! The children said they were cool and liked it.
Some children wiggled their hands like octopus legs and covered their mother's body with soil.
It was more of a graffiti, not a tattoo.
The mother did not erase the child's graffiti.
-It's night work time! Lime! The day's work continued.
-Don't procrastinate, molds! The snail manager urged.
The Sanwa people called goblins [fungi].
it was annihilation In the pronunciation of the Sanwa, the fungus is [org], which is why it was given the nickname because the goblins always cries.
-Come out of the dorm! - Don't be shy! Like lazy orgs.
I was speechless at the brutality of calling out a race simply because it was 'fun to pronounce'.
Goblins weren't the only ones called Anchovy.
The nobles were [Rice Horn].
The vampire is [Blood Tooth].
To the Saegi clan, it was just a [fish].
Under the rule of the Sanwa, the characteristics of the tribes were reduced to ridicule.
- Start working! -Start night work! Kaang! Goblins wielded stone hammers and beat rock salt.
The rock salt mined from the salt mine was very hard and large.
It was the nighttime task of the goblins to break the rock salt into small pieces that could be eaten.
-Kerr...
.
- Kerreuk.
kerr.
The stone salt stinks as it cracks.
The egg yolk smelled rancid.
gang! Kaang! gang! The goblins smeared the salty smell on the tip of their long noses and broke the salt for an hour, two hours, three hours.
-Kerr....
From a distance, the goblins looked like they were wielding laundry sticks.
But if you look closely, the goblins' nails were all worn out.
As the salt cracked, the nails were also broken.
Blood flowed from his wrinkled fingers, and the salty smell of salt penetrated the blood.
The goblins groaned from time to time, but they continued their work as if they were used to it.
-Lime.
The snail manager looked up.
In the middle of the underworld.
There was only one hole in the ceiling of the cave.
Sunlight poured in during the day and the moonlight descended at night from the small hole.
Now the stars in the night sky were peeking out.
- End of work! -End of work tonight, Lime! -The madmen go to their lodgings! Put all hammers in their place.
The mold that goes back with a hammer is 50's of mediums! Lime! Don't forget! The mold that goes back with a hammer is 50's of mediums! The goblins returned to the pit with their heads down.
-Kerr...
pick.
Two water jars are waiting for the designated tribe to return to the pit.
And a few carp-like fish that the managers threw around.
This was also a fish caught by the fishermen of the Saegi tribe.
Water-dwelling slaves caught fish and fed the water-dwelling slaves.
"......." Smoke from grilling fish rose from every pit.
One, two, three, four, and hundreds...
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The young goblins kept reaching out for the uncooked fish.
The mother, exhausted from digging for stone salt all day, slapped the back of her child's hand with a helpless hand, as if expelling flies.
Still, the children were looking for hosi-tam-tam food.
In the end, the first fish to be grilled was given to the children.
The children ate the fish in a hurry.
- Whatever they eat, they eat it by burning it, Lime.
The snails who supervised the night giggled.
- Because our digestive system is less developed than ours.
- It's really savage.
How do you burn food? -By the way, the candidate to be sent to the next Colosseum...
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It was night.
The goblins fell asleep.
The overseers played in the air above the watchtower or nodded.
From afar, drunks only made a fuss, and the underworld sank into silence.
"Well." At this point, I have already made up my mind.
"I think I should apologize to Raviel," I said.
The mastermind folded his arms as if he knew it.
-To return? ”
-If the story doesn't work? "Then we need to talk more.
Anyway, 200 years is a long time." The mastermind wrinkled his nose - I'm against it.
-No, it's not like that...
Write.
How do I explain this so that this bastard can't understand his ears? The mastermind scratched his head.
-Hey, let's say I'm your child.
"Yes?" - For example.
Don't look at me with a crazy face.
Anyway, I'm your child, so I went to the school and got beaten up a bit.
“…what do you mean?”
-Think from my point of view.
The mastermind looked straight at me.
-If I had an accident.
I died because I was unlucky.
Then it is natural for you to return.
No, in that case, do not hesitate to return.
Live.
Okay? -But what if you go back one day and it all turns out to be nothing? Don't you think I'm getting a little cocky? I'm the one who was beaten up, but why are you coming back and you're not going to give me a chance? “What chance?”
-These bastards, a chance I'll cut off.
This is actually something you know.
You were robbed of the person who raised you just a few months ago.
Come talk.
"But… .”
- Trust me.
“Who?”
-you.
The mastermind replied calmly and promptly.
-And the kids around you.
I pondered.
The rats living in the cave squeaked.
when a long time has passed.
-OK? The mastermind suddenly spoke up.
- Hey, zombie.
look at that "Yes?" -They.
goblins.
I turned my head in the direction the background commander was pointing.
- What are they procrastinating because they don't sleep? It really was.
Goblins sneak out of the pit.
Maybe one or two people per pit? After seeing the overseers dozing at the watchtower, the goblins went somewhere muffled their footsteps.
-what.
going to the cave? The goblins entered the salt mines.
The inside of the mine was intricately tangled like an anthill.
The Sanwa supervisors, relatively vulnerable to salt, only command slaves outside the mines.
It didn't go that deep.
-Kerr...
.
-Keruk, Ker.
The goblins walked with their voices low.
The deeper I went, the narrower the mine passages became, and the lower the ceilings.
It was like a maze.
However, the goblins found their way skillfully as if they had already stepped on this path several times.
- Huh? The corner of his mouth raised as if it was funny.
-Look at these? "......." -It was dark under the lamp.
Have you ever made a secret passage under your bosses? 2nd basement floor.
3rd floor basement.
4th basement floor.
The goblins descended to the deepest depths.
There were hundreds of fork in the road.
If someone who can't remember the road enters hastily, it will probably be difficult to get out of it for the rest of his life.
Finally got down after over an hour.
-Ker.
A wide open cavity spread out.
-Kerreuk, Ker.
-Kerr....
In the dark cavity, the torch was flickering slightly.
The outlines of the goblins shook with each dim light.
There was not one path leading to this place.
there have been several There were not only the goblins I was chasing after, but also hordes from other places.
- Ka.
The mastermind was amazed.
- Look.
Am I right? They're all human too.
It's not just waiting for someone to help you! Did he react to the words of the mastermind? The tower whispered to me.
[Designated people start a secret assembly.] 161.