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

Chapter 243



Chapter 243



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Chapter 243 – Sprout of Paradise


I teleported alone from the pirate fortress to Lafan on the other side of the coast in a series of forced air teleports and got permission from Lord McKin at the lord’s mansion to lease the land to me.


“Hey, that’s all well and good, but Demon King, wait a minute, I need to talk to you.”


“I’m sorry! I’m in the middle of something. I’ll come by later.”


I was told to stay, but I left, repeating that I would come back later, and returned to the fort, dizzy from another continuous teleportation. It was fast but mentally exhausting.


“Hey, I got the permit! It’s a hundred-year loan, with a guarantee of a treaty and twenty years of tax collection!”


Prince Haidar and his attendants and guards, who had been tense since they left the country, remained expressionless when they heard this, but as I was about to walk away, I saw out of the corner of my eye that they almost fell to their knees in relief.


“Still, you’ve come quite far…”


“It seems like three hundred corpses could have done that much.”


The temperature on the island was obviously higher than in Lafan, and the place was quickly turning into a lush forest. The walls… or rather the wooden towers, are also covered with ivy and are starting to rot in the green.


“It was amazing, the miracle of royalty.”


“Not for us, whose motto is destruction and slaughter.”


No, Myrril-san, I don’t have such a motto. I won’t say it.


“Look, that’s the Elven Sacred Tree that was also found in Casemaian.”


The symbolic tree that became a landmark was only about 10 meters tall, but its branches and sturdy trunk gave the impression that it was about to become a giant tree. In fact, the shape of the tree was that of the “water-calling tree” that produced drinking water in the central square of Casemaian. Was there a tree in the land where the prince and the others came from? Or maybe there were elves there, too.


“It looks like they’ll be safe for a while.”


“Yes, then.”


Somehow, Myrril nodded, frowning slightly.


As night fell and the children fell asleep, we moved to Griffon. Even though they were getting used to it, they still wouldn’t feel comfortable with strangers in their sleep.


Thanks to Prince Haidar’s miracle, the temperature outside was so warm that it was hard to believe it was winter. I wanted to sleep with Moff curled up on the floor, but I had a bad feeling when I saw the prince going deeper into the forest. As I quietly stepped out of the wagon, I saw that Myrril was already in pursuit position. She gestured for me to lower my head and move quietly. She told me to lower my head further, but I couldn’t. It is impossible; my waist will hurt.


As we moved forward, we came upon the prince praying in front of an elven sacred tree. Even I, an atheist, could tell that it was not to thank the gods or anything like that.


In front of the tree was a pile of about 20 bodies, apparently sorted and stacked.


“Everyone will be fine.”


“They won’t be fine.”


The prince, who turned at the sound of Myrril’s voice and looked at us, exhaled quietly, seemingly unperturbed.


“Where are you going alone, Prince?”


“I’m sorry, but I really have to kill him.”


What kind of demon king is he? He was the one who destroyed Solbesia. I understand that it’s unforgivable and can’t be left alone, but…


“Did you tell the twins?”


“Yes.”


“They won’t obey.”


“If they follow me, I’ll kill them and then take my own life.”


“That’s terrible.”


I agree, but you see, the prince has his own reasons… and just as I was thinking that, an icy stare pierced my eyes. I was struck by the obvious anger that said, “Whose side are you on?” and I made a ready surrender.


Of course, I’m on Myrril-san’s side.


“How will you return?”


“If I can get the coordinates to the throne of Solbesia, I can get there myself.”


“No, this is the way back.”


“That is.”


“If you think it’s only a one-way trip, I can’t allow it.”


“Allow what?”


“I have agreed to release the bodies. It is neither free nor unconditional. Nor do I give you permission to do whatever you want with them.”


“I am sorry, but the royal property has been taken.”


“Do not be mistaken. I have not fallen so low as to collect the money of the refugees who have fled.”


Myrril grabbed the prince’s chest and pulled him close. Although the prince was physically superior to Myrril, he was helpless against the strong arms of the dwarves.


“There is only one condition for us to help you. That is to be happy.”


The prince’s eyes widened when Myrril said this.


“It is up to you to rush to your death, to be unhappy, or to irresponsibly abandon your people. But we will not help you. Remember, if you let your emotions lead you to despise the feelings of your loyal subjects, you are not worthy of royalty.”


I heard the faint sound of falling leaves. I looked back and saw the shadows of the twins in the shadows of the trees, knives at the ready, with a murderous intent.


“”Let go of the prince.””


“Look, Haidar, at their eyes. They would lay down their lives for you.”


“”Let go of the prince.””


“If you die alone, they will follow you. The fate of the remaining small children will be beyond your imagination. Is that what you want? Is that what a surviving ruler should do?”


“”Let him go!!””


The two shadows that had rushed toward her were easily dodged, and she grabbed their wrists and threw them away. The twins, who had gotten up as soon as they were knocked down, roared and rushed forward, but they couldn’t even touch Myrril in the face of her speed and physical strength.


Meanwhile, the prince continued to be held by the chest, being swung and tossed around like a puppet.


“What can you, who are no match for me alone, do when you ride into enemy territory alone? You are a joke to me!”


“”What do you know!!””


Knives were brought out simultaneously from both sides, and Nojaloli-san snatched them away with a single fingertip. Myrril easily dodged the left and right kicks that were thrown in pursuit, grabbed their chests, and threw the twins with one hand, knocking them to the ground one by one.


“I don’t understand. Dwarves don’t have dreams that don’t come true. They think of ways to overcome reality.”


“Please stop. You too. Get back!”


I’m sorry, Myrril-san. I would like to help you, but there is no place for me. I can only see a future where I’ll be in the way if I interfere half-heartedly.


Looking at the fallen twins, Myrril let go of the prince.


“Yoshua, I need to ask you a favor.”


“Sure.”


Myrril’s cheeks relaxed at my words, which I had agreed to even before she asked. Whatever the request, I will support her. I’ve made up my mind, and Myrril knows it.


“I’m sorry. I want you to give them the strength to fight. They need to be able to kill their enemies and come back.”


“No problem.”


I smiled at the unbelieving faces of the boys and girls.


“If it leads to happiness.”



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