I Fell into the Game with Instant Kill

When I glanced at the levels, they were all over 30.

【Lv. 57]

The long-haired man at the head of the procession who appeared to be the captain, was close to 60.

I wondered what they were doing when their levels were too high to be just a simple slave trader.

I heard the whispering of passers-by with my hearing that super sensory had heightened.

“…Valkilov.”

“Hey, don’t stare at them.”

Valkilov?

I could recall their identities with that name that sounded familiar.

If it was Valkilov, surely it wasn’t them? The largest and most notorious group under the Third Lord…

That’s right, those guys.

Information came to mind one by one.

A dangerous group whose focus was the sale of slaves, and a whole other plethora of dirty jobs.

In the game, was there a side story of assassinating a high-ranking official of the monarchy who attended the secret auction held by them as a VIP?

I stared at the slaves behind bars.

All of them had dead eyes, and they had no desire to live at all.

Of course, slaves also existed in this fantasy world where the caste system was fully alive.

I remembered there were countries where slavery was illegal, but that wasn’t the case here in Calderic.

It could be illegal in certain Lords’ territories if the Lord wanted to.

“Hey, you guys! Interrupting the line like this?!”

A young man with a disgruntled face got off the carriage that was in front a short distance away from our carriage.

An aristocratic man, accompanied by an escort knight, strode toward the slave traders passing by.

The atmosphere of the passers-by who were watching the scene subsided quietly.

The leader, the long-haired man, saw him approaching and smiled.

“As you can see, we have a lot of commodities with us, so it’s cumbersome to stand in line. Please forgive us.”

Then he pointed to the slaves carried behind him. They were called ‘commodities’.

“Excuse me? Are you kidding me? For a reason that doesn’t even make sense…”

“Sir, may I ask what family you are from?”

The man laughed and said.

“Family, my family? Are you intimidating me right now? My father is the deputy mayor of the city of Volcadion Chail, the First Lord’s territory! The lowly slavers who dare…”

The men who were listening to him laughed.

The man was taken aback by the unexpected reaction.

“H-how dare you…”

“Oops, I didn’t know that you’re the deputy mayor’s son and committed disrespect. I’m sorry.”

“Yes, yes. I…”

“But since the young master is from a different territory, I guess you didn’t know who we are.

The long-haired man whispered into the man’s ear.

Because I had super sensory, I could hear the whisper clearly in my ears.

“…Stop being a bother and get out of here, kid. Don’t act as if you are in a position to look down on us. Or shall I just twist all your limbs and pull them out?”

At that, the man turned white and stepped back saying nothing.

Long-haired smiled as if he had never said such a thing, bowed his head and went on his way.

I laughed out loud as I watched the series of scenes.

He’s a funny guy.

Valkilov probably had deep connections with several high-ranking officials in the Third Lord’s territory. It wouldn’t be the most notorious organization in this territory for nothing.

There’s no need for them to care about a noble from another territory, and was only the deputy mayor’s son.

The man watched them leave, then went back to his carriage trembling with a look of humiliation on his face.

The guards at the gates, as if familiar with this situation, exchanged a few words and then let their wagons pass right into the city one by one.

“It’s a dirty scene.”

As Asher looked at them with her cold eyes, she spoke.

I asked as I withdrew my gaze.

“Are the slaves pitiful?”

“…Yes, honestly.”

“So you want to help?”

“No. I know that there’s nothing I can do about it.”

It was as she said.

This was a different matter from helping that waiter in the Fifth Lord’s Territory the other day.

The slave trade was legal in this world, and they were just merchants who bought and sold slaves within that framework.

If one dig deeper, they might find a lot of illegal things, but on the surface, it’s very much legal.

Still, what if they pitied the slaves and killed all those men and saved them?

What were we going to do with the slaves we saved? Would we take responsibility until the end and lead them to live a normal life?

And what about the Valkilovs?

Of course, with a Lord’s power, even a single cancerous tissue could be extinguished.

Even if it was a group belonging to the Third Lord, it was an act that would never be tolerated in Calderic if they opposed a Lord first.

But what could that mean?

It’s just momentary self-gratification.

Besides that Valkilov, there would still be countless slave guilds and slaves on this continent.

Would I kill them every time I ran into them? Freeing the slaves without thinking about the future?

It was no different from just a maniac. With no clear standards or beliefs, I just went around doing things as I saw fit.

I would help if there was someone in need, but it was difficult to overdo it without crossing that line.

My current priority was to collect hidden pieces and increase my chances of surviving.

I was not wandering around Calderic to pretend to be an apostle of justice.

Still, it’s pitiful.

From the eyes of modern people, it was a pitiful scene of human rights violations.

I watched the wagons disappeared one by one into the castle gate.

“…!”

Then my eyes widened.

It was because one slave in the last wagon caught my eye.

The figure of a young girl with black hair and red eyes.

…Vampire?

As I boosted my super sensory to enhance my eyesight, I saw fangs protruding from her mouth.

Obviously a vampire

Black hair and red eyes were racial characteristics of vampires. Except for mutants, all vampires have black hair and red eyes.

I could also hear the men next to her talking.

“…But if a vampire appeared, who would bid? It was embarrassing.”

“She’s still a rare product. How many aristocrats have perverted tastes?”

As I listened to the conversation, I stared at the girl crouching inside the cage.

Until the wagon passed through the gates and was completely out of sight.

“…”

I leaned back and was in deep thought.

I didn’t expect to see it in a place like this because it’s a rare species that was hard to see. It was even a vampire who was captured as a slave.

Suddenly, something flashed through my mind.

Vampires… Elrod Forest…

Vampires were a rare race, so they had strong racial love.

Then, what if I rescued that young vampire and took her to Elrod Forest?

I didn’t know if that girl was from the same tribe as the vampires in Elrod Forest, but they’re still the same race.

Since I saved their own people and brought them back, at least I should be able to talk to them without being attacked.

Yeah, a method like that is workable, right?

In an instant, I drew an ideal picture in my head.

I thought this was worth doing.