Chapter 190 Embrace and Redemption

   "Sorry, I'm late."

  Ira said so, and gently hugged the orc who didn't seem to be seriously injured. He looked at the other person's eyes as if he was dead, and he just kept hugging without saying anything.

  Holding her all the time, embracing her as if making time stop at this moment, he will always hold her...that's what he said, but in fact it will only last about ten minutes.

   or until…

"…thanks."

  The other party conducts any form of conversation.

  After hearing such a voice, Ira gently let go of her, and sent her to Xilina's direction, and then he hugged the next person... hugged those slaves who were heartbroken.

  Hold them until they stop treating themselves as slaves...

  In the alien slave trade, there are always more orcs. Of course, the most popular are the rarest elves, followed by monsters with special styles. However, because of the natural power of elves and the way monsters live together, they are more difficult to capture.

  So, the number of orcs is the largest among the slaves... But if you don’t look at this group, the most slaves in the world are naturally humans. They may be plundered on the battlefield, they may be bankrupt and owe debts, or they may be small countries that have destroyed their countries.

  But human beings do not belong to [Alien Trade], and most of them are sold as slaves for various reasons, but the end is equally miserable, and they need to be treated with the same gentleness.

  But the slaves of the Black Shackles Pirates, except for a few monsters, are all orcs... Human slaves are very cheap, and it is not worth the effort to ship them by sea. Is this lucky or sad?

   "Sorry, I'm late."

As Ira said, she hugged another orc. He looked at the sobbing person and happily sent her to the direction of the three sirens... This orc was seriously injured. it is good.

   Crying is a good thing, as long as nothing happens.

   "Sorry I'm late..."

   "Sorry, I'm late."

   "Sorry I'm late..."

   "..."

  Ira repeated, but no one felt bored, and he himself would not feel bored. Every slave either cried, or calmly, or hugged Ira gratefully, and then he was saved after saying something.

   Soon, there was only one last person left in front of Ira... It was a catwoman with a dense body covered with various scars, with black hair, and her breathing was very weak.

  The wounds on the opponent's body have already healed, but the wounds in his heart have not.

   "Sorry I'm late..."

   "..."

   "..."

   "..."

  Embracing this behavior can make them realize to the greatest extent...that they are intelligent creatures who are treated as equals, not slaves who are humble to the extreme, not a commodity.

  This simple action is far more powerful than many words... Usually, Ira will hug for ten minutes, one by one, and then let the children who are not moving be bandaged first.

   Then save them in other ways...

  However, the only response to Ira at this moment is silence. Whether it is everyone in the Demon King's Land or the slaves, they all silently watched the last slave...waiting for the moment when she really becomes a human again.

  Ten minutes have already passed.

   "..."

   "..."

   "..."

   "..."

"Mr. Ira, we are taking them back to the ship first. This time your friend sent us a lot of extra supplies, but there is no need to buy more supplies... But the route will be changed, and we may have to go back to the beastman country first to send them back. .”

  Sirena said so, looked at Ira who was nodding, and returned with the others...

   "..."

   "..."

   "..."

  The spectators on the pier also dispersed. They didn’t think there was any joy in watching such a scene. The most important thing now is to welcome the upcoming big changes in Hazlothar.

  Only Yila was left on the pier, along with a group of guards and one person, and it became quiet...

  It was so quiet that both parties could hear each other's heartbeat, and even made people feel Ira's gentleness and tenderness that was about to overflow...but there was no pity.

  Pity is for cats and dogs...at least slaves think so, so no [people] need to be pitiful.

   "..."

   "..."

   "..."

  Ira put her arms around the cat slave, sticking to her petite body, until the other party finally opened her mouth and murmured words in response to him【Sorry, I’m late】—

   "No...you're not wrong."

With a voice as thin as a mosquito, the catman whispered softly in Ira's ear: "It's us, it's me who shouldn't be playful and leave the tribe...and the parents who came to look for me were killed. "

  It seems that the reason why the other party escapes from reality...is because of self-blame.

   "But you are not wrong."

  Ira said, he breathed a sigh of relief because the other party finally made some movement, and helped her to walk in the direction of the devil leading the boat, he said: "The victim... can never be wrong."

   "..."

  Catman: "But, it's me..."

  Ira: "It's not you."

   "..."

  The cat girl who was interrupted was silent. She leaned on Ira, and she almost relied on Ira to lead her forward... She opened her mouth again, ready to tell her sins: "It's all because of me..."

   "Not you!"

   "..."

Ira listened to the other party's silence, his voice softened, and said: "I don't want to say [it's the world's fault], then the fault is the nobles and the slave catchers who want to buy slaves, if it's not you , then it must be someone else.”

   "So, you never did anything wrong, you just weren't lucky enough, if you have to say it... Your biggest mistake is to be so lifeless, and not wanting to take revenge on those real villains."

  Ira said, looking at the cat girl's eyes, there seemed to be some inexplicable colors. At this moment, they have come to the front of the boat, and everyone is already waiting here.

   "Ira..."

  Ira: "Huh?"

   "Can... hug me again?"

   Regarding what the cat girl said, Ira smiled happily. He gently hugged the girl and said, "If you need it, you can do it anytime... You are trembling, I hope it is not out of despair."

   Saying so, Ira let go of the girl, staring at the other party's eyes that seemed to be burning with black flames, he was relieved, and said softly: "I will teach you about revenge, remember..."

   "The only things in the world that cannot be let down are anger and delicious food."

  —————

   "..."

   "You saved a lot of slaves...how? Feel like a hero?"

  The man surrounded by guards, while drinking wine boldly, said this to Ira who was about to board the ship. He joked and said, "You really made a big fuss~"

   And Yila also knew the identity of the other party, he nodded apologetically, and was just about to say something...

   "Ah, no need to apologize, although I broke the rules... But in the eyes of you legends, the rules I set are like shit, right? And you are still giving me face."

This man who looked quite dignified, he threw a bottle of wine to Ira, made a gesture of toasting, and said: "But breaking the rules is still breaking the rules...you come to Hazlotha later, food and water It will be twice the market price."

   But Hazlothar's price is three times the normal price.

   "Thank you, King Lothar."

  Thanks to Ira, who benefited slightly due to the redistribution of benefits, the king of Lothar raised the bottle with a smile, and blessed: "I wish you all the best!"

   What responded to him was the back of Ira waving her hand.

  (end of this chapter)

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