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Chapter 326 – The Villain’s Connections
Monster Tamer’s POV
I showed the gate guard the monster-handling permit issued by the Lord, then followed the designated route through town.
Bayblizzards inhabit central Ortran, so even though they’re monsters, there are a few handlers who use them as draft beasts.
They don’t deliberately e near people, and even when townspeople saw one in town today, they didn’t make a fuss.
Familiar roads, familiar buildings, familiar scenery.
Everything I know will end today or tomorrow, hopefully.
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For that reason, I must hide my missing right arm and appear as ordinary as ever.
Kius alone is no problem.
What I truly dread is that enigmatic being who speaks human words.
He must be somewhere nearby, but as long as he stays out of sight, I’ll be fine.
“Delivery from Domia. Tell the chairman that Barche brought it in using a monster.”
“Yes! Please wait a moment.”
The familiar man guarding the back delivery entrance confirmed that it was me—he knew me well—and mistaking the delivery for expensive, special cargo, he went to fetch the chairman.
Then, the second door opened, letting the entire carriage inside.
As soon as the carriage was fully inside, the door closed. A lone man appeared in the previously deserted warehouse.
“Right on schedule as always, Barche.
Of course, with a sleepless beast pulling it. You’re already drinking?”
“Fufu, celebratory drinks. I’ve never known a better acpaniment for such fine liquor. Anyway, were there any promising talents with valuable skills among them?”
“Nope, not a single one. There’s no decent talent left anymore.”
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“I suppose so. Fufufu. Did he borrow money elsewhere? I never thought there’d be a fifth time. He went out of his way to prepare cargo and carriages just for me. I should be grateful for that alone.”
As he spoke, Kius stroked the carriage canopy and inspected the cargo in each wagon.
Each time, he sipped from his glass, a lecherous smile spreading across his face.
“Still rice, as always. I hear beastmen are dim-witted and never learn, but this one’s brain must be particularly small.”
“Thanks to that, you and Baron Olan are making a fortune, aren’t you?”
“It’s not just about eliminating them; it’s about using them wisely until they’re spent. Throughout history, those who cleverly use fools are the ones who gain wealth. As someone who mands monsters, you should understand that, shouldn’t you?”
“…I’m different. They were my partners. They were my only trustworthy partners…”
“What’s wrong? Are you feeling sick?”
Damn it!
Griva was cut in half. Roton and Eton’s heads were blown off. The kid’s face, watching me fall from the sky, flashed before my eyes, and my heartbeat quickened.
Calm down, calm down, calm down. If I fail here, I won’t be able to die properly.
The wound on my left hand, where the dagger had pierced me, healed quickly once the black mist covered it.
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If that were the case, then what the kid said would surely bee reality.
I… I would be thrown into an anthill and eaten alive, yet be unable to die.
Vivid images flash through my mind as if I’d lived it myself: being devoured by ants, screaming until my throat is raw, passing in and out of consciousness, experiencing agony so indescribable and unbearable that I’d beg for death.
(M-more information! Information about Baron Olan!)
I should have heard something, but there’s no signal.
That means I’m still too weak.
The connection between Kius and me should be proven by now. All that’s left is the link between Kius and Baron Olan.
Something… something that connects them…
“e to think of it, did you receive any information from Baron Olan?”
“About what?”
“I asked Baron Olan about the whereabouts of several monsters I was looking for. You meet the Baron often in the capital, right?”
“Ah, you mean that. No, that topic didn’t e up. But we did discuss the next job.”
“…What?”
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“There’s movement in the west, in Morfran, to export rice to the Northern Kingdom of Freyville. Production-wise, it’s no match for Domia. But if we let them, those fools will try to ramp up production immediately. If they start operating in earnest, we’ll likely need to arrange another disappearance for them.”
“…”
“Why the sour face? If you contribute to Baron Olan, you might get some monster intel through his noble connections. That’d mean more new friends—or partners, or whatever you want to call them—right?”
Seeing Kius chuckle, his flabby belly and double chin jiggling, only stirred pity in him.
This smug man would soon be used as a link to Baron Olan.
Whether he’d be useful depended entirely on him.
At worst, he wouldn’t be allowed to break easily—let alone escape. He’d end up wishing only for his own death, just like me.
Ah, look! The monster finally showed himself.
With this, it’s finally—
“You’re a hopeless piece of trash, aren’t you?”
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