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Never touch Eldmia Egga - Episode 490

[490Tue] The Stowaways Guide to the Demon's territory

The smuggling took place over a period of nearly a day and a half, but contrary to what Karl Kansi said and the captain's fears, the voyage itself went very smoothly..

If everything had gone smoothly, some of the guys sitting there in a cowering state with faces that seemed to be marked with distrust of humanity would have said something like, if they had known this would happen, they would have just stolen the boat and come here..

If it weren't for Karl Kansi, who was faithful to his role even though he was no different from a sergeant in his final years with only a few hours left until his discharge, several of them would have drawn their weapons and said nonsense..

Of course, his force could not completely close the stowaways' mouths..

From the moment the nameless port of the Demon Spirit shimmered in the distance and the light of the lighthouse began to flash, the outlaws began to slowly gain strength, and even while keeping an eye on Kal Kansi, they entered the cave in the dark cliff just like when we first came out on the boat. I kept complaining until the moment I went in to find it..

"It's not fun, sir.?"

As the ship docked at the flimsy dock built in the cave and the bridge was lowered, I was clicking my tongue because it was truly pitiful to see them raising their voices and talking among themselves as if they had never done this before. After finishing a short conversation with the captain, Karl Kansi came next to me and started talking incoherently. said.

The only situation he could call 'fun' was the idiots in front of him, so regardless of whether it was really a fun scene, there was no need to worry about what the hell was going on..

"fun? That guy who thinks everything he sees is everything and that smuggling wasn't really a big deal.?"

"Yeah, that one."

I thought it was some kind of bad joke, but surprisingly, he seemed sincere. Karl Kansi stretched out while carrying a duffel pack that seemed to contain his own luggage on one shoulder. He patted my back to hasten his steps and then spoke leisurely..

"Not all of them are like that, but most of them are people who came because they had no choice other than the demon spirit. Those guys usually have uncertain identities. Skills uncertain. Future uncertain. Add to that the criminal history, and it's almost like he ran away. People who were shrinking from all that anxiety and couldn't even raise their voice properly are regaining their vitality as if they found a way out just by arriving at the Demon Territory.."

Unlike me, who thought it was just a common act of escaping reality, Carl Kansi paused for a moment, slightly wiping the smile from his mouth as if he felt something from that appearance..

The wolf beastman, who was not only proficient in the common language but also had an unusual way of thinking, expressed his thoughts while looking at the backs of the stowaways who were being ripped off at the money exchange booth set up in the tunnel and were eager to exchange their money and leave..

"The Demon Territory is not a demon cave in a lawless world, but that does not mean it is a place full of hope. In the end, places where people live are similar. Nevertheless, I think that the reason they can have hope is because they turned their eyes away from that reality or failed to face it properly.?"

"...It's funny how you don't understand reality?"

Aside from being smart and well-spoken, I wondered if he had a secretly tough personality. When I opened my eyes, the guy laughed out loud and shook his head..

"Rather... I've heard it said before that you only see what you know. I feel it every time I see the outlaws scattering away with the help of the grubs after completing their work like this. It's fun every time I see that difference, and it makes me want to know more.."

"A scholar would be better suited than a fighter.."

As expected, this guy was a few inches long and unusual. Because I've never heard of a prisoner with a passion for learning..

He was a truly unique guy, but I like the fact that he didn't just move for money, all that aside..

"Then you will be satisfied with this contract. My arms are a bit fierce and I see all sorts of things.."

"I'm looking forward to that. Oh, don't exchange money there. They take a lot of money because it's a fee.."

Cal Kansi's finger pointed to a money exchange shop that looked like an anglerfish's lair. Even at this moment, the amount of money coming out was negligible compared to the money going in, but the outlaws didn't even seem to have time to point out such irrationality..

"Is there another place to exchange money??"

I had no intention of exchanging money there in the first place, but I still asked the guy just in case, and Kal Kansi smiled confidently and tapped his leather breastplate..

"A friend of mine has a place that runs it. Take less than there."

"''Rather than there', it's reassuring to have a conscientious guide with you.."

There was no problem with not exchanging money. I didn't know if it was thanks to Karl Kansi or if it was wisdom to continue doing business in this place for a long time..

As we passed the currency exchange office and proceeded along the passage leading outside, this time we were greeted by a forest..

Around the exit, which was covered with a cleverly made camouflage cover, there were large figures who appeared to be officials standing guard, their weapons pointed with fierce expressions, and as soon as one of them noticed us coming out, he let out a deep sigh and spoke to Kal Kansi. walked.

"Brother Carl, I’m really leaving.."

"There's no reason to be there just because you don't need it."

"Yemiral you idiot, I don't know why you think Kwansala was an asshole. Is there going to be ruin here too?."

"Hahaha, another way is to get out of the way before that. take care."

"Ah, you too."

Even those who did not leave their seats because they were wary of their surroundings said a word of greeting to Karl Kansi, but our steps did not slow down. Of course, I had no reason not to lose my pace, but Carl Kansi seemed to have no regrets even though we worked together for quite a long time..

"anyway! Welcome, sir, to the edge of the Demon Territory's port city, 'The End'. I'm asking just in case, did you make sure you took the fake identification card??"

Rather, he begins guiding naturally, as if he has been a guide from the beginning. Thanks to this, I had to suppress my curiosity about how long this friend had lived and hand him an Ithisel gold coin and a counterfeit identity card made by the empire..

"First of all, it's a request fee. By the way, I know how to distinguish between identity cards.?"

"There were quite a few customers who brought things that didn't work and were caught before they even started working. In this case, I thought it would be better to find out in advance, so I searched hard... Wow, this is a fake.?"

I tried to be as cautious as possible in case he scammed or lied later, but Carl Kansi responded so sincerely that my worries were in vain and returned the identity card..

"If you get caught, you should just think it was bad luck and run away, right? Where did you get something this elaborate??"

"Let’s just say I had a lot of friends over there.."

"That's fun. It's already fun. Well, now that we have less to worry about, let’s go. There is still some time left until the gate at the end opens, but it is less likely to raise suspicion if you gather enough firewood, light a fire near the gate, and wait.."

"The more you get stabbed, the more confident you are.?"

"Hahaha, that's correct."

I don't know why in this world, companions of different races are more pleasant and friendly than those of the same race, but it was a good start anyway..

I don't know if it was the power of paying in advance, but even though Karl Kansi didn't need lighting at night, he made a torch himself and made it easy for me to move around. In addition, he informed us of the essential information that must be answered before entering the city, and did not stop sharing information until the moment we reached the city walls in the distance..

"Once inside, let's exchange money and then go through the gate. Since the customer said he originally had a gate in mind, he can use it without hesitation within the available area.?"

"It doesn't matter. But is there any place other than here where you can exchange money??"

Anyway, the Empire gave me a very heavy bag of money, as if they wanted to prove that their outspoken declaration that they would support me was not just empty words. In fact, since the gold coins at the top are mainly used, the exchange process is more of a concern than a lack of funds..

"It must be difficult. Because the war was long, we had to find smugglers to do this, and there was no guarantee that they would exchange the money. Besides, customers want to save time, right? Even if you have to save some later, it's better to change everything here and move on.."

"...Can you estimate the estimated expenses??"

"If the customer wants it."

Carl Kansi, who answered willingly without any sign of hesitation, was quite trustworthy..

While chatting about various things, the castle walls we arrived at were brighter than expected thanks to the bonfires lit by those who had been forced to camp because they could not go inside. Of course, it was only a little bright, and there were not many people who looked favorably at the strangers who appeared in the middle of the night..

But to me, what was more refreshing than that view was the diversity of the races gathered together..

There seem to be five species of beastmen alone, and the horns of the demons are all different. There is a group of lizardmen guarding a larger bonfire than others to beat the cold, and there are poolings huddled together, snoring and sleeping, not even paying attention to watch..

The sight of all the races hanging out together normally without being wary of each other was truly fantasy-like, and had the power to make you feel good in a subtle way even though the gaze pouring in was not at all pleasant..

At the same time, I had doubts. Even though they can get along so well, why do humans and demons have to be divided into heroes and demon kings and fight like crazy?.

While Carl Kansi used his unique friendliness to soften the boundaries around him and prepare a place to rest, the worries that began to arise did not disappear until the moment he lit the bonfire..