Two Reincarnated-Chapter 23: I am an adventurer

Later, on the gateway inside the town, four guards saw a man carrying a kid from a distance. The man looked as if he was soaked in blood, along with the kid he was carrying.

This man was the same person who beat up Hajime after Hajime had killed his friend. And the kid was none other than Hajime himself. One of the guards approached the man coming up to the gate. At the gate, there were a lot of people coming and going into the town. Everyone seemed too busy to notice the man and Hajime approaching.

"Stop right there!" The guard, approaching, barked.

The man stopped, his face looked as if he was in a great amount of pain, and Hajime seemed lifeless cause there was no motion coming from him. And with the blood, it was hard for the guard to see his face properly.

"... Please, help!" The man carrying Hajime cried out. freeweɓnovel~cѳm

"Who are you?! And what’s your business here?" Suspicious, the guard asked.

"I... I am an adventurer, and we need someone who can help us." The man said, his eyes filled with deception, but the guard didn’t notice; he was busy staring at Hajime. His friends were still at the gate, just watching while helping other people with their businesses.

"Do you have any proof that you are an adventurer?" The guard with the man asked as his attention shifted, facing the man.

"... Yes... Here," said the man, pulling out a bronze necklace.

"Let me see that?" The guard said, taking the necklace from the man. He still had his doubts that the man in front of him was an adventurer. He glanced at the necklace with caution, without knowing that the man was handling a small dagger under Hajime.

’C’mon, you fool, can’t you do your inspection later?’ The man thought as he clenched his teeth, while looking at the guard with anticipation to kill him.

"Okay, you may go ahead. But I am keeping this with me till you get back." The guard said as he looked at the man.

"Thank you, kind sir." The man said, passing the guard, his eyes forward to his next destination.

"I wonder if he was telling the truth." The guard muttered.

’A bronze adventurer at his age. How strange?" He wondered while looking at the necklace as he started to move towards the gate.

On the gate, the man just passed by with Hajime without being questioned by the other guards. Everyone who was at the gate turned their attention, facing him. Some of them felt sorry for him, while others were grossed out by all the blood covering him. Some were just confused because they had never seen anyone this injured before in their lives.

Moments later, after he had passed the gate, he turned into a dark alley after he had noticed that everyone had gone back to doing their business.

"That was painful. Next time I come across that bastard, I’ll end him. I hope he dies in hell." He cursed.

From a distance, not far from where he was, there was a shabby-looking building that looked like it had been out of business for a while. And this building was the location where the man was headed with Hajime. There were a lot of slave carriages outside this building, but they were all empty.

The man with Hajime just went straight inside without bothering to see who was around. He didn’t notice that there was a fancy-looking carriage standing at a distance near this building.

"I’m telling you, these are the only slaves that I’m left with." A man’s voice echoed throughout the whole building. His voice sounded like he was intimidated by something.

"Hello!" The man with Hajime called out. But immediately, the man whose voice had just echoed earlier heard him and said to whoever he was with. "See, another one has just gotten here."

The man emerged from a large room that had been draped with dirty white cotton at its entrance. He was short and looked simple enough that no one would suspect he was running a slave market. His name was Lyraeus Vox.

"You are already here?" He asked.

"Were you just talking to someone?" Curious, the man with Hajime asked while staring at the cotton behind Lyraeus.

"That is none of your business. Do you have the thing I asked?"

The thing he was talking about was more slaves, that the man and his friend, who had been killed earlier, had promised Lyraeus to bring him. Then Lyraeus noticed something, his gaze focused on the man and Hajime.

"Where is the big guy?" He asked, his tone filled with curiosity.

"Oh, him. He’s not coming back."

"You see, this kid killed him when we were on our way here, and I had to luff him up a bit to prevent giving him a chance of slipping away. " He explained, looking at Lyraeus, while still carrying Hajime.

"But he looks dead?"

Hajime flinched; the chain tied to his leg showed itself.

"Hmm, interesting," Lyraeus muttered with interest, touching his chin.

The man, unaware of what Lyraeus was interested in he set Hajime down on the floor. The floor was dusty and had some blood stains on it.

"So, how much are you willing to pay?" The man asked, looking at Lyraeus with anticipation.

Lyraeus looked at Hajime and rolled his eyes to face the man. He looked disappointed for someone who was trying to order more slaves.

"Where are the others?" Lyraeus asked with a blunt expression on his face.

"What do you mean?"

Lyraeus cleared his throat and started heading towards the exit at a slow pace. The man kept quiet for a moment, as his eyes traced every single step that Lyraeus took.

He suddenly stopped, as if he had noticed something by the exit. His right eye twitched for a moment before he turned back to face the man.

"I thought you said you would be bringing more today?"

"The man replied. "Yeah, but there was a change in plans, because the place we were going to raid had been surrounded with knights armed with strange weapons we had never seen before."

Hajime suddenly woke up; he had been conscious all that time the man had carried him through the gate. His vision was hazy, cause a fair amount of blood was covering them.

"... What’s going on?" He wondered in silence.

He couldn’t grasp the situation he was in, and he could only hear the voices of the two in front of him.

His body felt cold, and his hands had become numb. He couldn’t feel anything aside from the blood rushing through his whole body. His heartbeat rate was high, like it was about to pop out of his chest.

As he was about to stand up, he noticed something off. And it was that he couldn’t control his legs to move.

"What?... I can’t feel my legs."

Desperate to stand, he shifted one of his numb hands and placed it on the floor to use as balance, but in that split second, an insane amount of pain stung the joints of his hand, making him fall. It was like the connection between him and his body was severed.

"So, how much are you going to give me?" The man with Lyraeus continued with their conversation. They hadn’t noticed Hajime’s awakening yet. They were too busy discussing his going price.

"I’ll give you one silver, give or take."

"Just one?" The man, surprised, asked.

"Yes, and you seem to know the reason why."

The man looked at him with a confused look in his eyes, as Lyraeus started to move towards Hajime while he continued talking.

"You brought me a half-dead slave, which would be enough for marketing, when earlier we discussed you, and your good-for-nothing friend to bring me at least thirty new working slaves, and not one or two, which I would have given you at least one gold piece for each one I liked."

He swallowed his saliva and added.

"But since you were both just idiots rather than brains. You bring me this!" He said, pointing at Hajime.

"What did you say, old man?" Serious and furious, the man asked.

Calling him an idiot and brainless, the man’s mood completely flipped. But Lyraeus kept his cool and just ignored the man’s awakened mood.

"Take what I am offering you or leave with your baggage." Looking at the man, he said while putting his left hand in his pocket.

The man didn’t reply, even though he knew that a beat-up kid wouldn’t fetch a decent price. And of all the rotten luck in the world, he just happened to have a slave who was only worth one night at the pub.

He bit his lower lip and looked at Hajime. He then released a deep breath and said, "You know what. I’m done caring."

Suddenly, a man came out of the same room as Lyraeus was in.

"What seems to be the problem?" He asked. He had dark blue hair with several white striped lines.

Lyraeus turned, facing the man with terror on his face.

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