Negotiations with Priscilla Barielle also ended in failure, and this time all avenues were barred.
Subaru had been rudely turned down by Crusch and Priscilla, and Felt, who was with Reinhard, was absent. There was no way he could bring his case to Julius' camp, where all were enemies, and Subaru, who had a bad experience with the Knights, had even thrown away his right to rely on the authorities.
In other words,
"So, my immediate goal of securing fighting power is something I can't achieve..."
Subaru muttered as he touched his nose, overwhelmed with feelings of despair and powerlessness.
The nose that Priscilla had kicked into place had somehow healed, and the traces of blood had vanished, so it was fair to say that Subaru was back to normal. Having said that, Rem, who had treated him, had warned him to "rest" before he tried to move, so he was currently staying put.
The location has shifted from the noble district and we've entered the commercial district of the lower royal capital.
Today, just as many people as on the shopping street were coming and going, and Subaru was standing inside a snack bar, watching the throngs of people passing by.
Subaru satiated his hunger in silence, chewing on a meal of pork-like meat and lettuce-like vegetables sandwiched between bread-like foods.
He had wasted the entire morning at Priscilla's mansion, and it was now just around noon. He had about seven or eight hours left until the deadline he had set for himself to leave the Royal Capital, and he was running out of time.
Despite this, the situation is not progressing smoothly; it is merely regressing, making it pointless.
Given that the obvious solutions have been ruled out, it could at least be said that this has narrowed the options available.
"I'm not naive enough to think that I'm moving forward just like that. Damn, that arrogant woman... she even forgot the favor I gave her..."
When he mentioned how she'd rescued him from a group of thugs when they'd first met, Subaru spit out his disgust, his lips twisting.
It was true that his attitude made it seem as if he didn't feel an ounce of gratitude, but he never thought that he would respond in such a way, even to someone who was desperately seeking help like this.
In the end, she kicked Subaru, insulted him with the same incomprehensible logic as Crusch, and treated him carelessly before throwing him away. Al was just like him. He was so cold-hearted that he didn't say anything about his master's outrageous actions. What was the point of being a fellow countryman, what a useless person.
「Each and every one of you should be shit. You don't know anything, you don't understand anything… You can't protect anyone, and yet you just get in my way…!」
He gritted his teeth and tore the bread and meat apart in frustration.
His mouth was filled with anger and humiliation as he chewed roughly, and he couldn't taste anything.
Although he needed to think of the next best thing, the next method, all that occupied Subaru's mind were complaints and curses directed at the people he had come into contact with up until now.
They are fools who use excuses to obstruct Subaru's path of trying to protect and rescue everyone, and who are complicit in the evil deeds of Petelgeuse.
"I'd rather just kill everyone who gets in my way--"
"Sorry to keep you waiting, Subaru-kun."
But as Subaru was about to make a threatening remark, a blue-haired girl with the hem of her apron dress swaying was interrupted - Rem.
She sat down in the empty chair opposite Subaru,
"It comes with sauce, Subaru-kun."
She reaches out and gently wipes the corner of Subaru's mouth with the cloth she is holding.
Subaru silently asks Rem for an explanation as he lets her do what she wants. There must be a reason why she broke up with him and went her own way.
it is,
"I reported to the Knights' office that the Witch Cult was conducting activities. I mentioned Roswaal-sama's name, so they didn't turn me away, but..."
As the story progressed, the words became weaker and weaker, making Subaru bite his lip.
Instead of Subaru going there, which would likely not be well received by the Knights, Roswaal sent Rem to the Knights' barracks as their messenger.
He thought that if she could hint at the existence of the Witch Cult, it might be possible to get the Knights to act, but
"Isn't it good?"
"...It seems that there have been many similar reports to the Knights. The background of the Witch Cult is unclear, so if something suspicious is seen, the report will be quickly sent to the higher-ups."
"Ah, I see. So they're really treating her like they did in the days of witch trials....If that's what they're using as a cover, then I can't laugh."
The more people who potentially fear the Witch Cult, the more the phantom Witch Cult's activities will grow.
If that fear were to be absorbed and gathered in the Knights, and as a result the value of real information would be diluted and disappear, how upset would that be?
Rem's shoulders slumped in an apologetic manner, but I didn't intend to blame her.
This wasn't Rem's fault, it was the Knights' negligence and the Witch Cult's ugliness that were the cause. The Knights should not cut corners in scrutinizing the accuracy of the information that was coming to them, and the very existence of the Witch Cult was nothing but evil.
Gritting his teeth at these inconveniences, Subaru came to a decision.
"If it's impossible to gather forces... it's frustrating, but there's nothing we can do."
"What would you like to do?"
"That's decided. We have to go back to the mansion. We'll go back and take Emilia and Ram out. It doesn't matter if we go to the royal capital or wherever Roswaal is. In any case, that place is dangerous."
The image of Petelgeuse's laughter came to Subaru's mind, and he clenched his fists in frustration.
But even if he wanted to crush those skeletal faces, he couldn't reach them with his hands. He had a vague idea of where they were hiding. But even so, he didn't have enough men to even launch a surprise attack, and even if he were to attack with his current strength, it would mean putting Rem in the line of fire.
That was the one thing I didn't want.
I couldn't bear it any longer.
It was out of the question that Subaru's actions, his thoughts, would result in Rem being hurt, and ultimately put in a situation where she might lose her life.
If you can't find anyone other than Rem to fight against Petelgeuse, then don't even think about getting involved with them.
My insides were still boiling with murderous intent, and the curse of endless hatred was ringing in my skull. It continued to ring. But,
"There's still a day and a half left - if we can leave the capital now, we can reach the mansion within the third day. Then we should have time to get Emilia and the others out."
Recalling the first world, Subaru checked the time limit over and over again.
Three days were wasted at Crusch's mansion. Hearing that there was a shadow of unrest in Roswaal's territory, he spent a day with Rem, then another half day with Otto, whom he picked up in a village along the way. After that, he set out on foot to the scene, and greeted the fifth day's sunrise with a massacre.
In other words, there is still some time if we can arrive on the third day.
"The second time... Shit! Just how many days have I been crazy?!"
On the other hand, in the second world, there is no value in organizing things chronologically.
Subaru's mental state began to deteriorate immediately after his return, and he remembers nothing of the journey back to the mansion that Rem took him on. How many days did Rem spend at Crusch's mansion carrying the crazy Subaru, and when did he fall into the hands of Petelgeuse?
anyway,
"We don't have time to think about it. Rem, let's arrange for a dragon carriage. We can't rely on Crusch or the others this time… but in that case, what should we do?"
"Basically, you have to use a specialized store to arrange a dragon carriage. However, since the dragon carriages are quite busy at the moment, I'm not sure if they can be arranged right away."
Rem's answer was not entirely convincing, so Subaru shoveled the rest of his food down his throat and stood up, urging her on, "Anyway, let's go."
It would be ideal to borrow a dragon carriage that was as fast as possible and suitable for long distances. However, in the worst case scenario, I would have to consider replacing it midway through and use the same method as in the first world.
Grabbing his luggage and feeling fed up with the reality that nothing was going as planned, Subaru set off quickly, trying not to waste even a second.
Behind her, Rem, whose stride didn't match hers, was struggling to keep up with her pace. Subaru, not even glancing at her, never noticed.
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"The shopping street seems quite murderous today."
Leaning his back against the wall on a familiar street, Subaru remarks on the difference in the atmosphere of the throngs of people passing by.
It was a landscape that he had only experienced over a few days and hours, but even Subaru, who had only that much attachment to it, could feel the difference on his skin; it felt like a foreign object on the shopping street today.
it is,
"The news of the royal selection has spread, and people are gathering from all over."
The one who answered Subaru's muttering with a sigh was Scarface, leaning his muscular arms on the counter and narrowing his eyes in boredom - it was Kadmon, the owner of the fruit shop he had become quite familiar with.
It was now the natural thing for him to glance over at Subaru, who had stopped in front of the store,
"Changes are happening in the royal capital, and as the people who come in change, the things that sell will also change. If you just stand there, our store's busy season is finally coming, so get out."
"Even though the clientele has changed from the royal capital, the shopkeeper's appearance hasn't changed, so this shop's sales won't change either. More importantly, there are more people here, right?"
He responded to Kaedmon's complaint with a scathing sarcasm, then continued to ask questions. The shopkeeper looked particularly annoyed, but touched the white scar on his face and replied, "Yes."
"A lot of peddlers from outside are coming in. Well, the key to business opportunities is the start. There's not much to gain from joining late. Those with a good nose should hurry in and spread their goods around, and make a profit."
"What is this shopkeeper with no business sense thinking, with such a big opportunity right in front of him and still displaying unsold lingua in front of his shop? Ah, I don't know."
"Do you have some grudge against my store? If you come here, will you die if you don't say something mean to me?"
Subaru made a joke that was less sharp than usual, and once again looked out over the street.
Indeed, just as Kadmon said, as far as the eye could see, there seemed to be more salespeople looking for a place to spread out their loads than customers rushing to get products.
Their feet naturally led them towards the street vendors on the shopping street, while the others headed towards the noble district, pulling their dragon carriages.
"I understand that peddlers are setting up stalls, but what is this dragon carriage heading to the upper district?"
"You went directly to wholesale the goods to the nobles above, right? If you do it well, you'll make more profit than if you went through a trading company, and the bigwigs will remember your face. If you screw up, you'll be noticed, and there's a chance you won't be able to come down."
Kadmon spoke in a disinterested voice, as if he had no interest in other people's business ventures. Subaru gave him a vague reply, but his eyes never left the dragon carriage as it passed by.
Is it possible to borrow at least one of these? In the worst case scenario, if they are unable to arrange a dragon carriage, they will have to consider stealing one.
If it's a problem that can be solved with money, then that should be done, since nothing can replace a human life. If it turns out to be a problem that can't be solved with money, then I'll have to commit a minor crime in the name of human life.
Although this was completely different from stealing a bicycle from a bicycle parking lot, Subaru decided that it couldn't be helped. Then, as Kadmon watched Subaru gaze upon the dragon carriage, he seemed to think that Subaru was interested in what was on board the carriage, and
"The population has increased due to the royal election, so both demand and supply are on the rise. However, among all the items that are especially popular right now are iron products, weapons like swords and spears, and armor. Not only are they being brought in from outside, but they're also being bought up by the guys who originally had shops in the royal capital."
"Iron and weapons... I seem to remember hearing something about that."
Touching his chin and thinking back to where it was, he remembered that it was a scene from a conversation he had with Otto in the first world.
With iron products and other goods selling for high prices in the royal capital, Otto was burdened with a large amount of oil and was forced to decide whether to hang himself, so he became addicted to alcohol.
Taking this into account, combined with Kadmon's story, it seemed that Otto's dire situation was already certain from this point on.
Even so,
"Swords and armor. If you're collecting iron, does that mean it's related to that? I wonder if the people who collect them are planning on going to war or something."
"Well, they are strengthening their defenses... but it's a bit odd. If that's the reason, it's something they would normally do in their own territory. If they collect too many things in the royal capital where they are temporarily residing, they'll end up being unable to move and it will be uncomfortable."
"From the way you talk, do you know the names of the people collecting them?"
When I asked him this casually, joining in on Kaedmon's conversation, he folded his arms and nodded generously, "Yes."
"Duke Crusch Karsten. In other words, a candidate for the throne."
"Crusch...?"
Subaru frowned in confusion at the name, which sounded more familiar to him than he had expected. However, thinking back, there were some points that did match up.
Many visitors came to Crusch every day. Subaru had assumed that this was part of diplomacy to gain connections with influential people, but in reality, they may have also been negotiating with merchants who brought in such goods.
In fact, as far as Subaru knew, the last person Crusch had met was a man named Russell, a merchant deeply involved in the capital's economy.
Suddenly, I thought I'd like to hear more details, but I hesitated because I felt repulsed by wasting my thoughts on such irrelevant matters.
And, while we were doing so,
"Hey, isn't that the girl waving over there?"
When he followed Kadmon's direction and pointed across the street, he saw Rem running up to him, waving. She came right up to Subaru, shoulders perked up, and her expression brightened just enough for someone who knew her to notice, and then,
"There was. Somehow, it looks like I can borrow a dragon carriage for long distance travel."
"Really? That's good news. I didn't have high hopes considering how crowded the store was earlier, but..."
The dragon carriage rental business was doing quite well, and the negotiations were proving to be just as difficult as Rem had feared. Deciding that he wouldn't be able to make much difference if he was there, Subaru left the negotiations to Rem and visited Kadmon, where he gathered his thoughts during the conversation.
Rem, whose subsequent negotiations had gone smoothly, smiled with a little pride.
"Yes. He was quite stubborn, but I agreed to pay a little more. I'm sorry for taking my own money."
"Nah, good idea. At this point, we shouldn't be stingy with money for our goal."
From what I heard, the system seems to be that the store staff will bring you to the entrance of the royal capital.
We had been told that we would meet up soon, so even though it was a bit hectic, we started moving immediately.
"Well, that's how it is. It was only for a short time, but I'm grateful for your help, Otchan."
"Are you leaving the royal capital? Regardless of you, it's a shame for you young lady."
The reason why Kadmon seemed genuinely sad despite his nasty remarks was probably because Rem had taken over the store several times and each time, sales had increased dramatically.
The reason he doesn't just chase away Subaru, who is arrogant and rude, is largely due to his good nature and merit.
"Thank you for your help, Lord Kadmon. I will definitely stop by again the next time I visit the royal capital."
"Thank you for being so polite. ...But, I'm sorry for being so rude to you, even though you're probably a servant to someone of a fairly high rank."
"No. Before she became Lord Roswaal's servant, Rem now belongs to Subaru. Please continue as you have been."
"...I hate you even more now."
Kadmon grimaces at Rem's response, his scars scrunched up, and hands her a paper bag. When Rem accepts it, she looks into the bag and sees a variety of colorful fruits inside.
"This is to thank you for your sales and patronage. Be careful on the way."
"...Uncle, if you keep doing stuff like this you won't make any sales. Your wife and daughter are getting fed up with you."
"I didn't give it to you, I gave it to Rem-chan! Get away!"
Chased away by the violent kindness, Subaru and Rem hurriedly left the scene.
Until the very end, there had been nothing troubling him in his interactions with Kadmon. That alone gave him a little relief - Subaru tightened the loosening cheeks.
There is no need to laugh or feel at ease right now.
Once everything is settled, you'll laugh so much that you won't have to hold it in.
That's why I don't need those feelings right now.
It's not necessary.
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The earth dragon pulling the dragon carriage that Rem had borrowed boasted a particularly large body out of all the earth dragons he had seen so far, and its powerful hind legs made the ground rumble as it ran across the grassland.
With such force that the dust clouds remained from view for a while, Subaru's speed increased but his visibility became cloudy. Sitting next to Rem in the driver's seat, Subaru squinted his eyes at the dust clouds,
"It's good that it's quick, but can't we do something about this?"
"It's originally a land dragon for transporting heavy loads. Therefore, the way it runs doesn't take passengers into consideration, and it's specialized for running fast and can't run quietly."
"I was lucky to be able to rent it and drive without taking a break, so I guess I can't really complain. But even so, this sand is still tough. I wonder if there's anything I can do about it?"
With teary eyes, he rummages through his luggage, but with poor results.
I had no choice but to wrap a thin towel around my mouth as an improvised sandproof cloth, and did the same around Rem's mouth as she held the reins.
"Okay, I did it. Now my mouth won't feel all gritty, so I guess it's a little better?"
"Yes. As for visibility, you'll just have to endure it."
With both of them covering their mouths, they looked like gangsters from some time and place, but now was no time to poke fun at them or make jokes.
With fewer obstacles to watching the race, Subaru's thoughts naturally chose to become engrossed. Grasslands stretched as far as the eye could see all around, and in this world of green, change rarely came. All that changed was the position of the clouds drifting across the sky, and the slowly but surely shifting angle of the sun - this signified the passage of time, and it slowly burned at Subaru's heart.
You should be able to allocate your time in a very advantageous way.
The day and a half they spent in the royal capital could frankly be said to have been a fruitless time that produced no results, but it was a big deal that they were able to obtain a dragon carriage and set off on the second day.
Even if they took the setting sun as their starting point, it would take half a day of running along the road to reach the mansion by the early hours of the next morning. If it was the early morning of the third day, then that would mean they had arrived half a day earlier than when Crusch had left the mansion in the first world.
There should be plenty of time to get Emilia and the others out of the mansion and escape.
If there was a problem――
"There's a possibility that we'll encounter the Witch Cult along the way, like last time..."
My memories of the second world are unclear, but if the cave where I woke up was their hideout and it was on the way to the mansion, then I would have encountered them on the way back to the mansion.
As the two of them were returning home in a dragon carriage or something, they were attacked by the Witch Cult, which resulted in Subaru being captured and Rem, who came to rescue him, being killed - that was only natural.
Afterwards, Subaru removed his shackles and escaped from the cave, and although he had no real feeling for it, it seemed to take about a day.
"That means they have been wandering around the mansion for a few days now."
I'm not sure what the exact date will be.
If the time schedule of the second world is the same as the first, then the massacre at the mansion and village took place on the morning of the fifth day. And if we calculate that Subaru was held captive for about a day and a half, then his encounter with them took place between the third and fourth days. In other words,
"Since we are scheduled to arrive early tomorrow morning, the possibility of an encounter cannot be ruled out...!"
His teeth grinded together so loudly that blood began to ooze out.
If we had been able to leave yesterday, this concern would have been significantly reduced. However, the current travel time puts us well into the danger zone. We cannot be optimistic.
"――――"
Glancing sideways, Subaru saw Rem gripping the reins and concentrating on driving.
If they were to encounter the Witch Cult, they would naturally have to rely on Rem again. Alternatively, if they had warned her beforehand about the possibility of encountering the Witch Cult and urged her to be on guard, they might be able to avoid making the same mistake as last time.
But when he tried to say it aloud, Subaru realized that no sound would come out.
It's not that I'm scared of the black mist appearing and the excruciating pain of having my heart crushed in a still world - but rather. I am certainly scared of the pain. Every time I remember it, every time I experience it, my whole body is stunned by the pain, so intense that I think my hair will turn white. It's not something that any sane person could bear. Even when I used it, it was only possible because of some incomprehensible emotional explosion. Even when I was asked to do it again, I shook my head.
However, it wasn't that pain that made Subaru hesitate to talk about the Witch Cult now.
--Indeed.
Will Rem actually believe his story?
"--!"
Just thinking about it sent a chill down his spine, and Subaru hugged his shoulders as if unable to bear it.
His heart was beating ridiculously fast, and the urge to vomit was rising up within him, pressing down on his internal organs. The stress of being in an extreme mental state, and the physical fatigue of not being able to sleep at all were eating away at Subaru's will and stamina.
For Subaru right now, the person he could trust most in the world was Rem.
Having been abandoned even by Emilia, and then treated with disrespect by Crusch and Priscilla in succession, Subaru's mind had fallen into a world of suspicion, and he could not help but doubt everything.
He couldn't imagine a situation in which Crusch and Priscilla's trust would be restored, and he couldn't imagine Emilia being able to have an honest conversation with him, laughing, until she had killed Petelgeuse and ensured her safety.
That's why, right now, Subaru only has Rem.
She was the only one he could completely entrust everything to and call his friend with complete peace of mind.
What if, hypothetically, he were to tell her about the Witch Cult, and her expression became clouded with suspicion? --It was frightening to even think about it.
"Is this the time to be scared...?"
He spoke, trying to drive away his fear, but the sound was more like a breath than a voice. His voice, more like a whisper than a reverberation, was drowned out by the rumbling of the earth dragon, and did not even reach him.
Still, I have to confess.
Since there was a possibility of a clash with the Witch Cult, the only thing they could do was repeat what they had done before. Subaru had lost his life and returned in order to grasp the best possible outcome.
that's why--,
"Rem... well, I wanted to talk to you."
"Subaru-kun -- people are gathering ahead."
However, the determined voice he mustered was interrupted by Rem's sharp voice.
"Huh?" Subaru asked, following her gaze and spotting several foreign objects floating up at the end of the road where the earth dragon was running.
--Could this be an ambush by the Witch Cult?
Subaru was so shocked by the sudden turn of events that his heart nearly jumped out of his mouth, but as the shadow gradually began to draw closer, its true form began to take on a clear outline.
it is--,
"--Hey! Let's stop the earth dragon for a bit and exchange information!"
Waving his hands and yelling for people to stop, merchant Otto was there in the middle of the road.
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"Well, I'm sorry. Thank you for stopping. Right now, even though there are many people heading towards the Royal Capital, there aren't many coming from there. I was hoping to talk to some of those people."
The young man, Otto, greeted the two as they came to a halt with the dragon carriage and spoke with a smile.
He didn't look drunk or like he had given up on the world. And, of course, he didn't appear injured either, so it seemed like merchant Otto was alive and well.
Subaru had been left with a thorn in his heart for having to abandon him in the first world, despite his friend's desperate efforts to stop him. However, considering the devastation that followed in the village, it may have been a good decision for him to have left him behind.
Anyway,
"Are all the people gathered here peddlers or something?"
"Everything and everything, it was exactly those peddlers. Everyone is just greedy and wants to make a big hit in the royal capital, which is now the center of attention."
Subaru asked as he looked behind Otto, and Otto rubbed his hands and gave a polite smile.
Behind Otto - there were several dragon carriages parked on the side of the road, with groups of men who seemed to be the owners of each carriage hanging out. There were perhaps ten of them in total, and they ranged in age from young ones like Otto to those in their forties. Among them was the skinny man who had introduced Otto to him in his first world.
As soon as they had waited for Otto and us to finish our greetings, they began to gather around the two of them, each introducing themselves and starting a conversation.
The contents were mainly about the current state of the royal capital, the changes before and after the royal election, and the fluctuations in the value of currency - naturally, the things that merchants were concerned about were all mentioned.
To be honest, I didn't want to stop and talk to him, but the moment I confirmed Otto's presence, the option of just ignoring him and walking past him disappeared.
Fortunately, I was able to confirm that he was safe (which is to be expected in the third world), so I planned to leave as soon as the conversation came to an end.
"Are you leaving now? It's already night, isn't it dangerous? We plan to camp here tonight... if you don't mind, you can join us."
And so, once the information-gathering in the name of information exchange had come to an end, Subaru and the others were about to depart when Otto stopped them.
Just as he said, all traces of the sun had already disappeared from the sky, and night was beginning to cover the grassland from behind the orange-tinted sky.
Before long, night will have completely taken over the Leafous Highway, and the only way to see will be by relying on the light produced by the crystal lamps.
The gathered merchants had already begun setting up camp, and preparations for lighting a fire had already been completed in the center of the area where the dragon carriages were gathered.
They probably decided that it would be difficult for stray dogs or thieves to appear on the road if there were so many of them. Although I was impressed by the wisdom of those peddlers, I was now wasting even this safe time.
"Say that, Otto. You just want to reduce the amount of oil you've got in stock because it's out of season, don't you? How rude of you to be so kind!"
The moment he tried to refuse, he heard a cheering voice like that. A burst of laughter erupted from behind him at the man's voice, and Otto, who had been singled out for criticism, curled his lip and said,
"That's not my intention. It's purely out of kindness. Well, I would be grateful if you could bring some oil for the food and lanterns, though."
"What happened to the oil?"
Rem asked Otto, who had his shoulders slumped and was speaking in a sore loser tone. He raised his eyebrows at her question, and after a pretentious shrug,
"No. It seems I've made a mistake with this business opportunity. I'm stuck with a large amount of oil that's not worth much. I was supposed to turn it into a lot of money in Gusteko in the north... but I wonder how much of my deficit I can make back in Lugnica at this time of year."
His desperate state is probably his way of eliciting sympathy.
It's not like they were underestimating us as a party that would go along with it, but their intentions were clear: if it means they can sell the oil at a fair price, then it's a profit.
Rem must have understood that too. Though she sympathized, she didn't seem to have any further thoughts and only offered a token consolation, "I see. That must be tough."
"Even if I go to the royal capital, I don't know if I'll be able to sell all of this oil. If I have to sell it for next to nothing, I'll be bankrupt. -- Bankrupt."
I said it twice because it's important, but I don't have the generosity to go around and say I'll buy all the oil.
Although he had looked after me in the first world, our relationship this time is weak. I wish him happiness in the future, but my future takes top priority.
Now I ran through the night roads and entered Mathers territory as quickly as possible.
The possibility of encountering the Witch Cult, a plan to safely get Emilia and the others away. His thoughts were focused on these things, and as he was about to spin words to say goodbye - Subaru suddenly realized something.
If money can make things happen, shouldn't it?
"Otto, we have something to discuss… no, we have a business meeting."
Otto's eyes widened as Subaru suddenly lost his expression and whispered that. However, perhaps sensing that there was no hint of a joke in his voice, he quickly straightened up,
"If it is business, I am happy to answer any questions. What do you need, sir?"
"I'll buy all the oil in your dragon carriage. In return, you'll lend me your legs."
Pointing at Otto's earth dragon - the familiar dragon carriage, Subaru opened his arms above it and spoke in a voice audible to the merchants preparing to camp,
"All the merchants and dragon carriages here who are willing to sell their legs for money, let me buy them!"