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

Chapter 335

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Chapter 335 – The End of the Empire and Their Future

The market closes, and the world begins to move. At the entrance to the slums, Myrril looks back at me as I step off Wau’s back.

“Yoshua, have you met the merchant again?”

As I expected, Myrril-san. I’ve stored all the supplies and weapons I procured, but I think she somehow sensed that something had changed about me.

“Yes, I went shopping for food. I also got a strange gun.”

“I don’t think we’re in danger of running out of guns right now. What kind of gun is it?”

“It’s a rifle that’s good for rapid fire. It’s more powerful than the AKM and has a higher capacity than the Remington. Would you like to try it, Myrill?”

“It looks fun, but you can’t master it if you keep picking and choosing. I like ‘Wuji’ and ‘Suta’ and they are comfortable in my hands. There is no point in having more weapons than your two hands!”

Yes, that’s quite reasonable. Even though we understand it in our heads, sometimes men are just too stupid to live their lives according to reason.

“Your Majesty the Demon King and Your Majesty the Queen.”

The residents of the slums, who had apparently heard about the vigilante group, lined up to greet us, and all bowed, so I waved them off.

“There is no need for such formalities. Even though I’m the Demon King, it’s just a title given to me by the people of the Kingdom and the Empire. Even in Casemaian, I don’t do anything special that would be considered a political job.”

“…Ah. Then who is the king, or rather the chief, of Casemaian?”

Well… I don’t know if there is one. I think it might be me, but I’ve never been asked to do anything political. The only thing I’ve been asked to do is to procure materials.

“Since it’s known to the outside world as the Demon King’s territory, Yoshua must be the chief. But he’s just wandering around all winter. Thanks to his excellent companions, he doesn’t do much of what a chief should do.”

I’ve been asked what kind of city Casemaian is and how people live there, but I haven’t been there for a while, so I don’t know much about it. I’m feeling more and more unfit to be a chief.

“The lives of beastmen, elves, and dwarves are the same. There is no particular hierarchy, but everyone does the work they are good at.”

“What I’m good at is making and repairing machines.”

“That’s right. The tallest buildings in Casemaian are higher than the city walls.”

“No, you don’t have to climb on foot; there are cage-like vehicles that connect the higher and lower places.”

“As for food, we don’t have any problems at the moment because we have a large amount of supplies procured from the kingdom.”

“We are making progress with our agricultural plans, and we are killing magical beasts and wild animals from the Dark Forest and cultivating some of the land.”

“There are some places in Casemaian where you can take a bath in a huge bathtub at any time.”

“Every family has its own house. If you go to Casemaian, you’ll be treated the same.”

“I don’t know, but I have a strong attachment to Casemaian. Looking at it objectively, I think the Republic is a good country. There’s no difference in the people, the way they live, or the food.”

Myrril, who was in regular contact with Rinko and the other technicians, was explaining things to the inhabitants of the slums, so I listened to her with a nonchalant air. It seems like it’s become a bit of a metropolis. I also missed the outdoor bath because I left in a hurry as soon as it was finished.

When the conversation died down, I gathered the adults and asked them to prepare the meal.

“All right, let’s eat. I just happened to get some ingredients, so let’s cook something simple and eat it.

We grilled meats and sausages on skewers around the campfire and boiled water in the cauldron to reheat canned food, retort bags, and frozen ingredients. There was also some fresh food that Simon had given me, like fruit and bread, so I put it on a platter and let people help themselves. The wooden crates and cardboard boxes we used as tables were filled with food.

“The food in these boxes is preserved, so you can eat it tomorrow or later.”

“””Thank you very much…”””

The adults are distracted by the ingredients and cooking methods, but the Beastkin children are drooling and staring intently at the skewered meat, watching it cook. Even though there are all kinds of things to eat, meat still seems to be their favorite. I don’t remember seeing beef here, but I wonder if it’s okay…

“I think it’s time to eat. It’s hot, so be careful. The soup over there has also warmed up.”

“Wow~♪””

The children’s expressions brightened considerably, partly because the circumstances of our first meeting were so unusual. I wonder if they’ve gotten enough nourishment from the food they’ve been eating, but their complexion, fur, and skin look better.

“Myrril, is there any beef here?”

“Hmm… I’ve heard there are horned cattle in the Union Confederacy. They’re used for farming and milking. I’ve heard the meat is tough and lean and not very tasty, but I’ve never eaten it.”

I kind of thought of buffalo, but I don’t know what it’s like.

“”‘It’s delicious….'”

It seems that the beef and sausages Simon procured are popular with both children and adults. The frozen meatballs, mixed vegetables, consommé, and canned tomatoes used to make the simple soup are also popular.

“It’s quite tasty but tastes a bit like Emuarui.”

“Yeah, I thought it was a bit like MREs too.”

It’s not quite as artificial. Well, it’s instant food, so it’s good enough for today. Tomorrow, we’ll have flour, grains, oil, salt, and spices, so you can cook it however you like.

As they stuffed their faces with delicious food and smiled, the adults occasionally cast anxious glances around them. This is probably because we have told them to think about the future. If they decide to stay here, we won’t object, but we would like them to move to a safer place if possible.

Right now, it’s either Casemaian or the Republic. The Kingdom is also a possibility, but it’s not very realistic at the moment. The political situation in the Empire is too uncertain, and there’s a good chance that chaos will break out.

“Yoshua.”

Myrril looks at me and pats me lightly on the back.

“Don’t look so glum. We did what we had to do. We did nothing wrong. Whatever path they choose is their problem.”

That’s true. It’s a little different from the feelings I had when I saw the ordinary citizens who had been thrown into the hardships of post-war life in a kingdom that had almost been destroyed.

Tomorrow, I’ll listen to their opinions and hopes. I want to do what I can for them. And if I can, I hope that their choice will lead to their happiness.

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