Fun Territory Defense of the Easy-Going Lord ~The Nameless Village Is Made Into the Strongest Fortified City by Production Magic~

o my back.
I quickly checked, and the back of the jacket I was wearing had a sword pattern drawn on the silhouette of a cow.
It is the emblem of our marquis family, a magical behemoth and the magical sword used to defeat it.
No, wait.
Just because there is such an anecdote doesn’t mean we actually have that legendary magic sword in our house.

　And right now, I don’t care about my family’s coat of arms.

”I……..wore this kind of thing?”

　Why didn’t I notice it when they were making me change? It’s embarrassing.

　As I wallowed in depression, the woman who greeted me looks up with a smile.

”I knew it was the Marquis family……..! Come on, welcome to Mary’s Chamber of Commerce.
What can I do for you, sir? I’ll provide you with everything you need! Oh, my name is Rosalie.”

　Rosalie said, and bowed again in a good mood.

”This, a Marquis’……..”

　I suddenly heard the slaver moan and turned to look at him, catching him in the middle of his retreat.

　Was he worried that he was going to be arrested for trying to enslave a child using gray methods? (T.N.
Note: Gray as in toeing the edge of legality)

　With that thought in mind, I open my mouth to Rosalie.

“I have a quick question, if that’s okay? I heard you want to sell that girl into slavery, how much would a kid like that be worth?”

　Being asked that, Rosalie turned to look at the slaver with a serious face.

”……..They’re about eight years old.
What’s their aptitude for magic?”

　Rosalie asks, and the man replies with a frown.

“Well, it is a magical aptitude for stealing.”

“I can’t give you more than three large silver coins for that child.”

　Rosalie answered immediately.
The man gave a puzzled look at her words.

“Wait a minute! Every slave I’ve seen sells for five large silver coins at least! He’s still young enough to be a slave for a long time, I deserve a higher price!”

　Rosalie sniffed and crossed her arms at such a complaint.

”All stores buy them for less than half the selling price.
The kid is only worth three large silver coins.
When we sell it, though, we markup the price to six or seven pieces of silver.
A woman would have gone for twice as much, but since customers have no use for a small child, the cost of raising the child is deducted from the price.”

　Rosalie told him, and the man bit his teeth and looked down at the child he’d brought with him.

“Damn, useless thing! All right, I’ll sell it for three large silver pieces! Here, give me the money!”

　The man said in frustration and pushed the child forward.
He pushed so hard that the child rolled forward and grunted as he collapsed to the ground.

　Seeing this, Rosalie’s eyes sharpened.

”Well wait a minute.
You shouldn’t treat them like that? It’s your kid, right? It wouldn’t hurt to be a little gentle….”(T.N.
Note: It is here that I finally realized the slaver was the girl’s father.
That’s really messed up.
Edit: Guy’s father, the slave is a guy.)

“Shut up! Stay out of it!”

　The man yells back, interrupting Rosalie’s words.
Even though she was trying to close out the sale, Rosalie opens her mouth, her shoulders angry, revealing her anger.

“Don’t be ridiculous! We don’t have to buy him.
If you want to sell him, you could at least lie to the kid about it…”

“You know, you guys are always fooling me…! I don’t want to sell it to you! Come on! We’re going to another store!”

“Ah!”

　The child squealed in pain as the man with a bright red face pulled the string.

“I’ll buy it.
Five large silver coins.
How about it?”

　I couldn’t help but say so.
If that man took her like this, the child might be killed.
Such a worry was filling my head.

　I see the man and Rosalie turn to me, and I, in turn, look at Till.

“Do you have any money, Till?”

　When she heard that, Till hurriedly took out a leather bag.

”Ha, yes……..! I had a gold coin ready for you, just in case!”

　Saying this, Till takes out a coin engraved with a gilded horse.

“Till, I asked for large silver coin, no? Five pieces.”

　As I say this, Till starts checking the inside of the leather bag again in a hurry.
She chuckles nervously as she fails to find any.
Seeing her plight, Rosalie holds out her hand to Till.

“Let’s exchange that coin for some large silvers.
Leave it to me.”

　As Rosalie said this, she quickly brought out ten large silver coins and handed five to Till.

“You should thank Master Van for his kindness,”

　She then tossed five large silver coins at the man.

　The man still looked pissed off, but when he noticed the large silver coins that had dropped on the ground, he hurriedly gathered them up and left.

　The abandoned child didn’t know what to do, and he squatted down on the spot.

”……..What’s your name?”

　When I ask that, the child looks up at me through a gap in his ragged hair and muttered softly.

“….Kamsin.”

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