Episode 221
Episode 82. What’s new (2)
“Well… Recently, there was a group in the capital that gave a pretty hefty reward for providing information on Western travelers.”
First of all, it’s not wanted. Yuma was relieved and motioned for the man to explain.
“The appearance of Western travelers like you in this outlying town is nothing more than a sudden drop of money. I’m really sorry!”
The man said so and his legs trembled. It was because he was afraid of the energy that Yuma had briefly revealed.
“According to what you said, it would be wrong for you to sell us to that intelligence dealer for money. It will be difficult to arrive faster than those who ran now.”
“You can still catch up. You have to ride a horse all day long to get to the capital. So, could you possibly let me go…
“I guess I was less intimidating. Are you saying you want to make money by selling us?”
“Oh no! You’re selling it! I heard that they just take information from Western travelers and do nothing else.
Without harming the travelers!”
Yuma could read something like desperation in the man’s face.
Even facing his own energy, if he asked if it was okay to sell information to make money, there must have been some circumstances.
“Looks like you’re in need of a lot of money.”
“Yes, my wife is not feeling well and I don’t have enough money to make medicine…
Yuma opened the bag Cog was carrying and took out a gold coin. It was the gold coin he robbed Hellorn’s warehouse before leaving Nabalu for Pora Pora Island.
Seeing the gold coin, the man opened his eyes wide and looked up at Yuma.
“Introduce me to one of the nicest coachman in town. Inform that the destination is the capital. It seems better to get the money from me, not from information prizes.”
“Am I really!?”
“okay.”
“My house is right in front of me. Please wait inside! I’ll call you soon!”
The group went into the house as the man said and waited for the coachman to come. They wanted to stand outside and wait, but everyone was very hungry for a glass of cool water.
During the three days they were riding the Runtan, they were all thirsty because the drinking water provided by Un Tai was not enough.
As soon as Yuma and the others entered the house, they realized that the man was not lying.
A really sickly-looking woman looked at them and screamed in amazement.
“These are travelers who decided to be introduced to the coachman by their husbands. My husband told me to wait here…
“Ah ah. okay.”
The woman showed a frightened look even while handing the party a glass of water. Yuma felt sorry for some reason and waited for the man to return.
“This friend will take you wherever you want!”
The coachman the man had brought had already parked the wagon in front of the house.
Before getting into the carriage, Yuma slipped some gold coins into the man’s pocket.
It was an amount that far exceeded the money a man could afford to hand over information about Western travelers on the platform.
In this small town, even looking at gold coins was difficult in the first place.
As soon as the word ‘gold coin’ came out of the man’s mouth,
the coachman had also rushed to drag the wagon.
“Great man! May I ask your honor?”
“Bamol. Rather, what is the name of that information in the capital?”
“Bamol great man. I will remember! The name of the reward was Yuma’s wing…
There was a moment of silence between the man and the party on the carriage. It was because Yuma’s real name jumped out when he said a pseudonym.
It seemed clear that the information award named ‘Yuma’s Wings’ was made by Shurian and Santi.
Yuma recalled the last conversation he had with Shurian before going to Pora Pora.
-That’s Yuma.
-Why but Shurian.
-What should be the name of the new organization?
-I forgot about that. Post it as you like, it’s not difficult to find if you guys are active.
When I told them to stick it on their own, I never thought they would name it like that… Yuma’s wings!
When I tried to pronounce it in my heart, my face burned for no reason.
The man looked at Yuma and wondered if he had made a mistake.
“Yuma’s wings… that’s right. i get it. I wish my wife a speedy recovery.”
“Hehe, thank you! thank you!”
The man kept his head down until the carriage disappeared.
“Im here!”
Yuma was very fond of the coachman the man had introduced to her. The coachman was a person who had been driving carriages back and forth between the capital and the outlying villages for a long time.
Thanks to this, Yuma and his party were able to pass through the gateway to the capital of Silma without any means of proof of identity. It was thanks to the coachman who took care of the soldiers at the gate and cooked them.
Of course, Yuma put quite a lot of gold coins in the hands of the coachman, and the coachman asked passers-by for directions and dropped the party right in front of the base of ‘Yuma’s Wings’.
“Have a nice trip!”
When the coachman disappeared, Yuma and the others looked at the base of the ‘Yuma’s Wings’ with blank faces for a moment.
“What is so luxurious?”
“I will.”
What the hell happened to Shurian and Santi in the past few months?
The building where the information merchant, ‘Wings of Yuma’ is located, showed an overwhelming presence among the buildings seen while riding the carriage.
A luxurious mansion with an impressive white exterior made of the finest stone.
He certainly robbed Hellorn’s warehouse and took care of a considerable amount of goods, but it wasn’t enough to build a building like this.
The name ‘Yuma’s Wings’ was just a coincidence, and I thought that this mansion had nothing to do with Santi or Shurian.
“These are Yuma’s wings. May I ask what business you are here for?”
Such a friendly gatekeeper in such a building!
It was unimaginable in Kyle.
“I came because I was seeking information on Western travelers.”
“ah! Judging by the accent, you are a westerner. Eat inside. I will take you personally.”
The gatekeeper smiled infinitely benevolently as he said that.
The group followed the gatekeeper and entered the mansion.
Maybe it’s because I’ve been living with primitive tribes for the past few months. Cog and I Gor felt a strange guilt as they stomped their dirty boots on the shiny marble floor.
The mansion was so neat and beautiful.
“Please wait in the parlor for a moment. I will bring the sweet lord.”
“Sweet sake?”
“Yes, everything related to the West is directly managed by the sophomores.”
“Wait a minute, gatekeeper. Is this the right reward?”
Doesn’t it make sense to be dark and dull when it comes to intelligence? No matter how you looked at this mansion, it didn’t feel like an information store.
“Haha that’s right. To be precise, it is a multinational top that also handles information. ah! Just then, the second danju is coming over there.”
Second, she was wearing the highest quality coat that only the richest people in the East would wear, called Danju.
It was none other than Santi who approached Yuma and the others with a relaxed face, as is the case with rich people.
“San… tee?”
“Is that Santi?”
Santi, not yet recognizing Yuma and the others, was walking humming a song.
“Western travelers… Whoa!”
As soon as Santi saw Yuma, she stopped walking and became frozen like ice for a moment.
“You’ve changed a lot, Santi.”
Yuma smiled and met Santi’s eyes.
San Thi, who was once a pirate, was a bloodless gangster and slave trader. As soon as their eyes met, Yuma noticed that he had become a completely different person than before.
“Yuma-sama!”
When Santi raised her voice and called for Yuma, all other executive-level figures nearby stopped what they were doing and ran out into the drawing room.
All of them were warriors who had escaped the clutches of Hellorn Puals thanks to meeting Yuma.
Shurian, Santi, and Muin have escaped their dark past and have now become the best of Sylmar.
“Meet the Great!”
The officers knelt down in unison and uttered a single voice.
Now, they appear to have become executives of the hottest upper class in the East, but their essence was unmanned.
Of course, it is the physiology of oriental warriors to greet the head with moderation first.
Santi bowed on one knee in the Western manner. And Shu Lian, who was working in the central office, ran out in a hurry and knelt down for the last time. He was the first sober.
As Danju and the executives knelt down, the general staff nearby as well as the gatekeeper who had just guided the group followed the superiors.
“Wake up. Surian Santi. You kept your promise.”
“How long has it been, Yuma-sama!
You’re all right!”
“I ended up just fine, but you guys have become very different people.”
“There must be a lot to talk about, Yuma-sama. Eat inside!”
Yuma and Santi Shurian moved to the VIP room and talked about their backlog.
“Omir and Arch are also working with us. The two of them went on a business trip and will be back today or tomorrow.”
Yuma felt a little happy.
Just a few months ago, their families were held as slaves by Hellorn, and they acted as his puppets.
Of course, Santi and Archie were just lucky slave traders, but it was largely due to their skill that they were able to grow to this extent.
“I robbed almost all the property of the Puals family using Hellorn’s son and other rich people of the East. I built a big business based on that money.”
“What did other rich people see and help you guys?”
“It’s such an embarrassing story.
There are also quite a few factions in the East who are fiercely opposed to the black trade of slaves. After forming an alliance with them and cutting off the slave traders’ interests, we became a multinational company
…
“Did you find out anything about my lost comrades?”
When Yuma asked, Santi and Shurian showed signs of regret.
“I’ve been asking everywhere, but I haven’t been able to find any definitive information. sorry.”
“There is nothing to be sorry about. It couldn’t have been helped. It’s like finding a needle in the desert.”
Yuma replied in a bitter voice.
“There is just one rumor that worries me. However, it seems to have nothing to do with Yuma-sama’s co-workers…
“Let’s talk about it.”
“Recently, rumors are circulating that there is a dark group in the province of Balipoa, Cantra, that randomly buys slaves from the West. As it turned out, it was a group with quite a bit of power, so we were approaching it cautiously.”
“A dark group?”
“yes. I’ve heard that like Rung Doge, he is a direct subordinate of Emperor Rugal. Little is known about the boss. It seems to have even been nicknamed the King of Balipoa, but it is strangely wrapped in a veil.”
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