Chapter 36
“I am Max. I am in Charge of this Subjugation.”
The man wearing Leather Armor with iron plates bowed his head.
“It is an honor To Meet Your Excellency, Marquis.”
Grace, the Merchant Guild Leader, pointed at the target with her fan.
“I will not be participating in the battle. If you have any requests after Navigation, you can tell Max.”
Pastel nodded.
“I’ll be counting on you!”
“The pleasure is Mine.”
They reached out and shared a Handshake.
“He is also the one who will be responsible for the Escort Troops of the Kraft Merchant Guild in the future.”
Oing.
Is this person the crucial element of Auto-Smuggling?
If she spent her Entire Fortune to send Smuggled Goods but lost them along with the airship to pirates, Pastel would end up starving.
Getting caught for embezzlement because she couldn’t restore the Student Council ledgers in time would be a bonus.
This Sir Max is a completely important person!
“I’ll be counting on you even more!”
Pastel vigorously shook the hand she was holding.
I’ll be counting on you a hundred times over!
Then she shook it even more vigorously.
I’ll be counting on you a million times over!
The held hands thumped together.
Their vigorous Handshake created a Breeze!
Max was flustered as his hand was vigorously shaken.
“Yes, yes.”
Pastel watched his reaction before her Eyes Widened.
Oh, right.
“This is no time for this! Just a Handshake upon our first meeting is a total Waste of Time! Sir Max! Isn’t the iron plate on your Leather Armor Heavy?! Should I Hold just the iron plate for you?!”
“Why is that question coming out at this time? What kind of thought Process is that?”
Does Lord Demon not even know about Breaking the ice? You have To Break the ice to get along better. No wonder he wears a dull suit. He did look like he had no friends.
Max looked bewildered. He then tapped his own Leather Armor. The iron plates attached to the armor stood out.
“It is Heavy, but it’s fine. It’s a lifeline. Without this, I’d be too defenseless against guns.”
Wow.
A total professional!
He has the qualifications to Double the Entire Fortune of a hungry child through a virtuous Process!
Pastel’s cheeks flushed pink.
“The Kraft Merchant Guild is planned to be operated on a performance basis, so let’s become rich people together!”
Hooray~!
A rich person, a rich person!
Pastel raised both arms and Spun Around.
You’re a rich person too.
I’m a rich person too.
We’re all rich people.
Gasp.
Is it then a World where everyone does Smuggling?
O-i-ing.
Watching the girl surprising herself, Max and Grace whispered to each other.
“Is she usually like this?”
“I also met her for the first time today, so I don’t know her well. She’s like a Kraft but different, and yet similar. But she is exactly as she appears.”
“You mean she is His Excellency Kraft?”
“I don’t Think so yet. Wouldn’t she be Your Excellency Pastel?”
“What is it?”
Pastel smiled and looked back at the two.
Grace, the Merchant Guild Leader, shook her head.
“It’s nothing. Excuse me. Max, please introduce the Troops to Her Excellency.”
“Yes.”
Pastel looked around at the Merchant Guild Troops under Max’s guidance.
“These are the Escort Troops of the guild. You can Consider that these Personnel protect the trade route during normal times. Even though we occasionally hire additional mercenaries, we are the core.”
The Private Army, dressed uniformly in neat Leather Armor, stood in a line. As Max made a gesture, the Private Army simultaneously gave a Salute toward Pastel.
Wow.
Professional!
Oing-oing Pastel could never match this level of expertise!
Oing-oing.
“Hoh, they are strong soldiers unbefitting a Private Trading Group. They are at a level where they can handle up to a Semi-Knight Level with a Coordinated Attack. Quite impressive.”
“I’ll be counting on you, everyone! The Kraft Merchant Guild is planned to be operated on a performance basis, so let’s all become rich people together!”
Cheers, Cheers.
“Pardon?”
Max was flustered.
“We will only assign some Personnel to the Kraft Merchant Guild. We have to operate our guild as well.”
Pastel paused while cheering.
Oh.
I guess so.
She felt the gazes of the Private Army.
Wow.
I made a Strange Remark all by myself in front of everyone.
This is totally, totally…
Hilarious!
Pastel Burst Out Laughing all by herself.
Ahaha.
“An Embarrassing mistake! Oh, how shameful! It’s a shame we can’t have everyone here join our guild! Then let’s have at least some of you become Rich Persons! I look forward to a lot of participation!”
Oh yeah.
After being introduced to the Private Army, she went To Meet the mercenaries.
“I’ve warned them, but they are foul-mouthed people, so there might be a Rude Remark. I will Deal With it immediately, so please be somewhat understanding, Excellency.”
“Ah, it’s fine! There are people like this and people like that! I don’t take those words to heart!”
A Master of Ignoring.
A genius who even excels at Ignoring the Demon's Whisper.
The mercenaries gathered in the Clearing. Unlike the Private Army, their attire and equipment levels varied. Some seemed to hate gathering in the Clearing and looked extremely annoyed.
Hmm. That’s because they’re mercenaries.
A mercenary with Disheveled Hair scratched his neck, his face showing that he had not recovered from a hangover.
“Is that Young Lady Her Excellency, the Marquis? No matter how I look at it, she’s just a girl, right? Did she Learn a bit of Swordplay as a Hothouse Flower and come out puffed up with dreams?”
Oh.
A remark from someone not fully sober.
Max was flustered and then bowed his head to Pastel.
“I Apologize. They are rude ones.”
The mercenary raised an eyebrow.
“Isn’t 'rude' too harsh an assessment?”
Max abruptly made a gesture. The Private Army Instantly swarmed over, kicking and trampling the mercenary.
Wow.
Brutal violence!
A Scream rang out.
Pastel’s Eyes Widened.
No, violence that could kill a person!
“Wait a moment! It was a Rude Remark, but it is true that my Appearance makes me hard to trust!”
“So you did feel it was rude.”
The Private Army, which had stopped, stomped on the mercenary even harder.
The Scream grew louder.
Oh no!
A slip of the tongue!
I feel like a cruel taskmaster pouring oil on the fire while pretending not to!
cruel taskmaster Pastel…!
Pastel flailed both arms.
“Stop, sto-op!”
No more cruel taskmaster Pastel.
At the firm Command of His Excellency the Marquis, the situation was quickly sorted out.
The mercenary was carried away on a stretcher. His limp arm hung over the stretcher and swayed.
Oh.
“Is that person going to be okay?”
Max Flinched, then whispered with a look that said he had prepared himself for this much when dealing with a Kraft.
“Should I secretly make him not okay?”
Gasp.
A shocking remark!
Sir Max is completely Evil…!
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The airships of the Trading Group Alliance rose into the air.
The sight of the airships, modeled after sky whales, swimming through the sky evoked the Gliding of a Whale Pod.
Just as whales Swallow Plankton and aid the cycle of nature, the airships also swallowed goods and aided the circulation of wealth, so perhaps the two were not fundamentally different.
At this moment, it was even more so.
The Trading Group Alliance was following the cycle of nature, taking after the whales. Namely, this involved the Nature-friendly act of cutting the lifelines of pirates and throwing them as Fish Food.
“Wow.”
Pastel leaned against the Airship Railing and her Eyes Widened.
“It’s a whale! A super duper big whale!”
A massive airship flew in the lead.
“It’s a warship. Normally, even if it were decommissioned, they wouldn’t hand it over to civilians, but it seems they managed To Purchase it. No, has the Empire become Corrupt even militarily?”
Pastel ignored the dull remark.
“A super duper big whale!”
Wow.
Her mouth agape.
They flew for a long time. The airship Group split up and took a different Sky Path.
“Instead of the Lair Subjugation, we will Wait at the passage and destroy the pirate ship Group that escapes from the Main Force.”
Totally full-scale.
He was gulping dry saliva.
When they arrived at a certain sky where Pastel couldn’t tell the difference at all, the airships stopped like an Organization would.
“It’s a narrow Sky Path stuck in the middle of the Sky Marlin Territory. It’s a narrow passage, so it’s difficult To Ambush many airships. There should be quite a few pirate ships escaping here.”
Sky Marlin?
Is that fish with an awl-like snout bigger than a person?
Pastel’s Eyes Widened.
“You mean marlins are flying around in the habitats on the left and right? For no particular reason?”
“Yes. If you encounter them, it won’t be a pretty sight. You might even see an airship being pierced.”
Wow.
In a World where the thickness of a Sky Mackerel’s body is the size of Pastel’s head, how big would a marlin be?
It would definitely be a size that turns me into a Pastel skewer.
Pastel skewer.
She trembled.
I just want to eat chicken skewers.
The Private Army and mercenaries maintained their arms nervously on the Deck.
Woah-Woah.
Having handed over Command and having come out to the Railing alone Idly, Pastel followed the atmosphere, drew her Magic sword, and wiped it with a handkerchief.
She wiped it Carefully.
She examined the blade.
It gleamed.
Gasp, I thought it was a mirror.
She heard approaching Footsteps.
“Are you really going To Fight?”
Turning her head, the Mercenary who had made the Rude Remark and had been carried away approached, limping slightly.
He was Fully Armed in Leather Armor, as if he had prepared for battle. A large axe was slung over his shoulder.
Ah.
“Is your body okay?”
Your ankle?
The Mercenary raised an eyebrow.
“Well, I’ll take care of my own body.”
Uh.
It seems I completely got on his bad side.
Pastel looked ready to cry.
“It’s a pirate ship!”
The Scout Officer shouted while looking through a telescope.
Gazes gathered toward that Sky. Several pirate ships flew in at full speed. The Merchant Guild Airships immediately reacted and went out To Meet the pirate ships.
Wow.
It’s a battle!
Pastel’s hands trembled.
They trembled.
She came to Execute the wicked pirates for the Self-interest in Auto-Smuggling, but when the situation actually hit, Pastel was Restless…!
Restless.
In Confusion.
Hurriedly.
The pirate ship arrived Right in Front. The Mercenary caressed his axe, looked back and forth between the pirate ship and Pastel, and frowned.
“Hold the Railing tightly.”
“Yes?”
“Tightly, the Railing!”
Pastel, who listened well, held the Railing tight.
And with a Tacit Agreement, the Airship and the pirate ship, which had reduced speed and turned around, collided at an angle. The whale-like artificial objects collided one after another, and a roar rang out.
“Wow!”
The pink-toned girl floated up while holding the Railing.
“Save Pastel!”
Whoa!
A moment later, the shock subsided.
Planks were laid across the pirate ship’s Railing. The Merchant Guild Troops drew their weapons.
“It’s a Pirate Ship Plunder! Haha!”
Cheers rang out from the Trading Group Alliance.
Huh?
Pastel, sitting slumped with Disheveled Hair, watched the situation in a daze.
The Evil Mr. Max pointed at the pirate ship.
“Plunder to your heart’s content!”
With a Shout, the Merchant Guild Troops boarded the Pirate Ship Like Pirates. The pirates on the pirate ship let out screams as if they were Pitiful victims. A battle broke out.
Huh?
Feels like the perpetrator and victim Suddenly switched?
I don’t know what’s what, but anyway.
She jumped up and held her sword.
“Charge! Charge!”
Charge/Assault! Charge/Assault!
She crawled slowly across the plank (scared of falling) and boarded the pirate ship.
The noise of clashing weapons rang out in All Directions. Occasional gunshots also rang out. People died and blood flowed.
Oh dear.
Pastel turned her head Here and There. Seeing the sight of about ten to fifteen people fighting wherever she looked, she hugged her sword tightly.
Too full-scale.
I feel like I came to the wrong place.
There was the sound of Footsteps. Turning her head, she saw a pirate come Running. A pirate sword was raised.
Wow.
The Mercenary blocked the front of Pastel.
“I don’t know what kind of honor a Hothouse Flower came out To Gain in a hellhole like this, but…”
The axe was swung. It clashed with the pirate sword and split the Pirate, thereby delivering a Crushing Defeat to the Resistance.
The Mercenary looked back, resting the axe on his shoulder.
“If you’re an Excellency around the level of a Marquis, no one will say anything if you stay out in the back and come out Stealthily when we’re about To Win, so don’t stay in danger and stay out.”
Pastel’s Eyes Widened.
A good person whose expression is just rough.
A new Pirate lunged.
“Ah, hey! I’m talking!”
The Mercenary frowned and turned his body. The axe was raised and his foot stepped on the Ground.
In that moment, due to a strong impact, his ankle twisted and the mercenary’s Posture collapsed.
“Whoa.”
The axe struck Mid-air. The pirate sword was aimed at the mercenary.
Pink Hair fluttered.
Loyalty for loyalty.
Sword and sword clashed.
Emotions surged.
The Pink Eyes grew hazy.
One of the girl’s hands moved indifferently.
A Magic Stone Knife emerged from in her arms.
This was the trajectory of contempt for a weakling.
The places it would reach were in every direction.
The Silver Trajectory struck Mercilessly.