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

Chapter 402

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Chapter 402 – A New Force

Fifteen women and children from Surz were brought out of the building. They looked exhausted, but there were no signs of injury, abuse, or physical weakness.

“This is all of them.”

Five Imperial Army soldiers followed with their hands raised. Together with the nine who came out earlier, there were fourteen of them. A middle-aged man with a mustache, who looked like the commander of the unit guarding this building, stood in front of us. The young man, who looked like a soldier, put down his sword and the bundle of magic staff he was carrying. Each member had already surrendered their weapons, but I suppose this is necessary as a form of disarmament on a battlefield with magicians.

“We have accepted your terms. The magic circle of concealment on the upper floor has stopped working. We have also disarmed everyone.”

The man who seemed to be the commander said this, and Myrril looked at me and nodded.

“We have confirmed that the effect has been removed. There appears to be no personnel left in the building.”

“I assume that guarantees our safety?”

“We won’t kill anyone who isn’t hostile to us. You can run wherever you want.”

The fourteen soldiers looked at each other in confusion.

“W-will there be more time?”

“This place will soon no longer be part of the Empire. Even if you don’t touch any of us now, if you remain part of the Imperial Army, you will be drawn into the fighting.”

“If you leave the army and live as a civilian, you won’t have any conflict with us.”

As if to encourage them, we tell them that the gunboat in the bay that was preventing them from escaping the fortress city has been sunk.

“….”

They looked at each other again and began to discuss something. They seem to be thinking about setting sail, but I don’t know if they have anywhere to go. First of all, I wonder if there are any boats that can set sail on the winter sea.

“Well then, everyone, this way.”

I place the scroll with the teleportation spell on the blanket and lead the men, women, and children of Surz. Five children among them say they are orphans, but they seem suspicious, so I’ll leave them until later. The people of Surz are also wary.

“They’re here.”

Myrril stands in front of the Surz, holding a communication device.

“Everyone, are you there? Please be careful not to make a mess for the Demon King and the Demon King’s wife.”

“Rui?”

“That’s right. We’re on a ship at sea. From there, the scroll will transport you here.”

They seem to have accepted this somewhat, so I show them the scroll with the teleportation spell.

“We’ll teleport you here one at a time. Can you line up over there?”

“Hurry, Demon King. There’s a battle in the west.”

“West?”

“That’s where we were supposed to meet Marquis Yerkel. Rinko, can you send the ‘doron’?”

“It’s already flying. Just a moment.”

I have a bad feeling about this, so I am in a hurry to transport the rescued. No one resists; they feel the tension here. I quickly transport them all, and at the very end, I transport the orphans. I pat their heads, which are shaking as they nervously hold hands, and give them a large bag of sweets.

“These are sweet candies. Eat them over there.”

Just as I finish carrying them, I hear Rinko’s voice on the communicator.

“Hmm, the Marquis is safe, but… something strange is happening.”

“I know that. Tell me what’s strange.”

“There are about a dozen mages from the Imperial Army fighting with some other mages. They’re outnumbered, but they seem to be overrunning them at a fast pace.”

“I’ll go over there right away. Do they have any distinguishing characteristics?”

“Red cloaks.”

“What?”

Myrril and I exchanged glances and shook our heads. They’re a group of eccentric mages feared in the suburbs of the Republic capital.

“They’re people from the Magic Cave.”

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