I Was Connected to Earth’s Black Market From Another World With The Skill [Market]! (WN)

Chapter 214

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Chapter 214 – Faraway From

I start the hovercraft with the twenty-three members of the Sarz Guard. Myrril is in the passenger seat, and Ivan-san is behind her.

“Pathogenic, huh? If we destroy the fox, the rest will fall apart.”

“Is the Northern Lord in the Western Territory right now?”

“…No. They’re probably just trying to stall us. They’re probably after the gold mines in the western mountains.”

“Eh?”

“Have you ever heard of the imperial horse? They are very large and powerful.”

“Yes, I saw them in the capital.”

“The Northern Lord’s private army took the Imperial Horse from the Imperial Army’s supply corps. It is confirmed that they moved westward with horse-drawn sleighs.”

That’s nonsense. At this point, they’re not running away or fighting; they’re looking for gold? What the hell are they thinking?

“Ivan-san, I’m not familiar with this kind of… retreat battle, or rather a battle of attrition, but I think it’s where they gather their troops, set up a defensive line, and try to survive.”

“Normally, yes, but the northern lord, “Vixen Molls,” is a known money-grubber. The western territorial capital of Keol is a trading city, but it is less than half the size, level of development, and wealth of Lafan. There would be little profit in attacking it. Rather, if they attacked a gold mine and took out a wagon full of gold, there is a chance they could get out with at least one more fight.”

“There’s no way that’s possible…”

Myrril stopped in mid-sentence, a look of dismay on her face.

“Get out? Don’t tell me they’re going to run to the Empire?”

“The soldiers of the Northern Territories say that she secretly killed their high-ranking commanders while working with the Imperial Army. The people who participated in the Republic’s civil war were traitors and a disgrace to the main force of the Imperial Army. If she brings their heads, she can at least get the Emperor’s attention… Well, maybe she thinks she can.”

“I don’t know what a fool thinks.”

“The fox will not be able to live in the Republic anyway. The only place the fox can escape to is the Empire.”

Sembeck-san, the second-in-command, unfolds a map behind the cockpit. This is the map that was shown to me at the time of the dungeon incident. The last time I looked at the map, I only saw the border between the southern and western territories, but when I looked north from there, I saw the outline of the western territory.

“Now we are in this area.”

Our current location is about 120 miles south of Keol, which is slightly southeast of the center of the Western Territory. About 70 miles northwest of here, we will reach the foot of a mountain. If we go up the river that flows from the mountain for about fifty miles, we will find the gold mines.

“That’s okay, though.”

“What is it, Takifu?”

“If you want to stop the foreign enemy from invading the southern territories, I will gladly cooperate with you. Killing the ringleader makes sense as a preventive measure. But isn’t this a completely different matter?”

Joining forces with the southern guards to fight the northern troops raiding the gold mines in the western territories?

That sounds like a bad interpretation. In that case, what is my position? Where do I stand, and what kind of involvement should I have? Is this something I should be involved in, either as a Casemaian demon king or as a Republic adventurer?

“Ivan-san, what is the Western Lord doing? It’s basically his problem, isn’t it?”

“What? Nothing.”

“Huh?”

“The western territories, sandwiched between the imperial capital and the capital city, have survived by flattering the powerful and being wrapped up in the long run. From generation to generation, the appointed lords are opportunists who are good at adapting… in short, opportunists.”

“That’s outrageous… Lords are the rulers of the land, aren’t they?”

I silently hold my head. It’s like that again. I don’t have the slightest intention to lose… win or lose anyway, but I’m sure there will be some strange title or mysterious second name attached to me.

“The morale and skill of the guards are low because they are surrounded by mountains and forests of monsters. The territorial integrity of the area is also poor. When the imperialists took the northern port, we were beaten to a pulp.”

The result was a large gathering of the defeated remnants of the Sarz? No wonder Ecla-san is angry, and Moff is upset as well.

“Takifu.”

Myrril whispers in my ear.

“I can understand that you feel lost here. But if we don’t get this over with, the wounded will be delayed.”

I understand. They’re not all complaining, but there are still people with broken legs and cut-off arms. Well, let’s hurry then.

“Woof.”

I turn to see Moff in the back seat licking the injured man’s wound. No, what are you doing?

“‘Don’t worry about it,’ he seems to say.”

“Thank you, I feel better.”

The wounded guards smiled and patted Moff. The broken bones were removed from their legs, and the cuts were cleaned.

“What’s that, Myrril?”

“I don’t know… but it seems to be healing magic.”

…Really? A monster is a scary thing. I mean, isn’t Moff much more powerful than me?

“Woof.”

“‘Just get on with it,’ he said.”

“Yeah, I kind of get it now.”

I pull myself together and start the hovercraft. I had decided once and for all that we were going to eliminate the pathogen. There was a slight change in plan, but it would serve its purpose. Fooling around is always an option.

“That’s all right.”

“Thank you, Mir. I feel a little better now.”