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

Chapter 368

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Chapter 368 – Lost Pride

Myrril is communicating something to the mansion through hand gestures. I think she was trying to tell Colon or Eino-san, who is upstairs, but I more or less understood her intentions.

“Did you just say ‘don’t kill them’?”

“Yes. I saw a sign that they understood. I think it will be alright. The attackers and defenders have too much difference in ability.”

“It would be helpful if they didn’t resist either.”

“…Ugh.”

With a reluctant nod, she seems to have realized that she has no choice but to surrender after realizing the difference in our abilities.

The mage with the short staff called herself Lui. She seems to be from a minority group in the Empire.

No, that’s not it. It’s that one. I can’t remember the name.

“They are called the Surz. They’re a minority tribe that lives on the outskirts of the Imperial Capital. They have fluffy fur.”

That’s it. As expected from Mir. I’m remembering them now. Men in fur coats carrying swords with blades a meter long. We met them during our encounter with the Imperial Army on our way to the Imperial Capital. Like the winged girl Nonya, they were used as decoys. I think they were forced to do so by holding their families hostage. I don’t know what happened to them after that, but they gave off a rugged, tough-guy vibe that made me think they’d probably all be okay.

When Lui heard the names of the Surz that Myrril remembered, she nodded.

Khemani is the third son of the chief. They are Surz warriors, and that ‘fluffiness’ is their battle gear.”

“Who are you and those who are going to the mansion now?”

“We are also Surz, but we are the Newjakunayakara who have come down to the city.

For a moment, I couldn’t understand the sound with my ears, and after a while, I realized that they were “soft and weak people.” Is there a nuance that the people who go to the city with the consciousness of a Surz are not the most successful people but rather the weak ones? I have a vague image of a person from Kyushu. I don’t know anyone from Kyushu in real life, so this is just an image based on hearsay.

“So, what do the Surz want with the Battle Cry?”

“I heard that the Demon King appeared to extinguish the spirit of Mead-sama that dwells in the Heibern Mansion. That’s why we’re here to stop him.”

Myrril looked at me, and her expression said, “Are they denying the Demon King’s story?” But she quickly smiled and returned to the conversation as if to say, “It’s true, so it’s okay.”

Wait, wait, wait. Deny it.

“I heard that the Haibern family’s roots are in the northern part of the Republic, but do they also have Sulz blood in their veins?”

“Mead-sama reached out his hand to the Sulz, who were on the verge of being wiped out by an infectious disease. We will never forget that debt of gratitude.”

It’s not a blood relationship but a master-servant relationship. I felt that it was in keeping with the way of life of the Sulz, who seemed to be a bit awkward even in death, to remain loyal to their dead master. If they are repaying the debt of gratitude to their late master, then I can understand how they ended up here.

“Why now?”

“Because Mead-sama’s granddaughter, Kaia-sama, has taken the position of head of the family and declared the revival of Heibern Trading Company.”

The granddaughter of the founder of Heibern Trading Company, Mead Heibern, who disappeared without a trace. The daughter of Wolle, who died in an accident. The head of the new Heibern Trading Company?

“I don’t know.”

“Hmm. If all the characters that appear are based on hearsay, then I have no idea what their intentions are or what the background is.”

“It’s going to get a little more complicated.”

Lui grumbled with a face like she was chewing on a bitter bug. Myrril laughed with a look of exasperation.

“I can hear the breathing of horses and the clanking of metal. Is that your…”

“The enemy. It’s probably Yeld, Kaia-sama’s uncle, who killed Wolle-sama.”

I have no idea! Somebody, please draw a correlation diagram!

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