I Inherited a Beautiful Wife and a Territory - Chapter 87

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Inheriting a Beautiful Wife and Estate Episode 087

87. Spirit Mage Elbarun

The slave merchant tilted his head.

He wore a puzzled expression at Cliff’s request.

‘Does that old man have some other special quality I don’t know about?’

It didn’t make sense.

But purchasing was the customer’s decision. Since the old man wouldn’t sell anyway if left alone, it was better to hand him over like this.

“Ahem. That old man may be aged now, but…”

“Why? Do you actually know about that old man? If you exaggerate or make things up, I’ll complain to the lord of Bellaast.”

Noble authority probably wasn’t strong in this Bellaast. But at Cliff’s stern voice, the slave merchant flinched and had to avert his gaze.

More than anything else, the intense pressure flowing from Cliff.

Only then did the slave merchant realize why Cliff had chosen the old man.

‘He knows that what I said about the Marco Pirate Crew was a lie!’

His fraud had been caught by Cliff.

Through the obviously worthless old man, Cliff was warning him and actually pointing out how he had inflated the prices of the slaves he’d recommended.

He swallowed.

Of course, everything he’d said about the Marco Pirate Crew was a lie.

‘But I could also say I was deceived!’

Normally he would speak like this, but the pressure emanating from Cliff.

He’d occasionally heard that terrifyingly strong superhumans emit killing intent.

Though the slave merchant couldn’t distinguish this, he judged that Cliff was quite skilled despite his appearance. Then what to do was decided.

Excuses were meaningless.

He prostrated himself flat.

“Pl-please forgive me. This lowly one was blinded by greed and… sold the name of the Marco Pirate Crew.”

He confessed his wrongdoing himself.

Cliff chuckled.

“As compensation for that apology, I’ll take that old man too.”

“Y-yes, please do so.”

Thus the old man was transferred to Cliff.

Cliff also bought the three slaves that slave merchant had introduced for a total of 120 gold. Even if the Marco Pirate Crew was a lie, they were at least physically robust men.

Including the old man, four people with brands for a total of 320 gold.

‘He’s even having that old man branded?’

During the process, the man looked at Cliff with bewildered eyes. Cliff ignored this and examined the remaining people.

First, sturdy men who looked like they could use their strength well.

He purchased about 20 additional slaves to row oars. Nearly 100 gold per person disappeared.

‘The price jumps quite high with the branding.’

Generally, the reason these were expensive was because of the branding cost.

Thinking about it, it was similar when purchasing Edan’s family. Since he had to entrust them with his money, he needed a reliable safety measure.

So he had them branded, and that was all reflected in their price.

Conversely, the slaves Jaide had brought, who didn’t need branding, were relatively cheap in price.

In any case, the numbers had greatly increased.

“You could end here, but if you’re planning a long voyage, you’ll probably need sex slaves to satisfy the crew’s desires.”

The slave merchant carefully suggested to Cliff.

When he selected young women of decent appearance, their price was around 20 to 30 gold each.

He purchased about 4 such women additionally. Originally he hadn’t thought of it. But if everyone enjoyed themselves like this, his being with Leticia wouldn’t stand out, so he made the choice.

The decision was made.

And only then did Cliff casually ask.

“But the Marco Pirate Crew? Who are they?”

“Eh? You didn’t know?”

“No.”

“Ahem. Then it would be terrible if you went out to sea. It was a fleet led by the great pirate Marco, with a scale of over 100 ships in total. They roamed the Rajahara Sea acting like outlaws.”

He already knew it was a pirate crew with a bad reputation.

“Are they still around?”

“No. I heard they fell after encountering the Tyrant of Rajahaar.”

The Tyrant of Rajahaar.

Cliff guessed its identity was probably the Serpent that had been in the estate’s lake.

Then what would people think seeing that the tyrant who sank that tremendous great pirate had become a ship’s decoration?

“If you also encounter the Tyrant of Rajahaar, you must immediately offer a living sacrifice and absolutely must not resist.”

Even now, all ships in the Rajahara Sea carried living sacrifices, not knowing when they might meet the tyrant.

The living sacrifices weren’t anything grand.

Just living livestock.

Horses, donkeys, cattle, sheep, etc.

If such livestock weren’t available, they had to throw in people. Only then could they survive the tyrant.

“…I’ll keep that in mind.”

Though he answered like this, Cliff wasn’t too worried about that tyrant.

Cliff entrusted the management of the slaves he bought this time to Teobaldt first. He would effectively control the crew.

And Cliff’s gaze focused on one person among them.

“…”

One old man sitting quietly.

The old man he’d received as a bonus with the crew.

Cliff called him aside and stared intently. The old man endured even that burdensome gaze silently, then quietly opened his mouth.

“Do you have any orders for this lowly one, master?”

“I have something I’m curious about.”

“Please speak.”

“You… are you perhaps a ‘Spirit Mage’?”

The question Cliff threw.

The old man’s eyes instantly became as wide as lanterns. With that, Cliff nodded as if he’d already heard the answer.

“I guess so.”

Spirit Mage.

An existence whose abilities he’d definitely seen through Leticia.

It was the moment a second Spirit Mage joined the estate.

“How did you know…?”

The old man, Elbarun, asked Cliff in a trembling voice.

7 to 8 years ago from now.

There was a great pirate who roamed the Rajahara Sea. Pirate Marco, who was a demon of close combat with excellent swordsmanship and sense of direction.

And another main character who led the Marco Pirate Crew’s victories from behind Marco.

Elbarun, who commanded the high-level water spirit Endairon.

While he was there, the Marco Pirate Crew was invincible.

‘But we couldn’t oppose only that tyrant.’

Was it because they had no enemies?

Both Marco and Elbarun became arrogant. That clouded their judgment.

The Tyrant of the Rajahara Sea.

They wanted to have this title for themselves.

“…Mr. Elbarun. Others aside, if you and I join forces and the officers lend their strength, wouldn’t it be quite possible?”

The Rajahaar Tyrant hunting operation.

So the Marco Pirate Crew planned this.

The imagination of hunting that legendary Tyrant of the Rajahara Sea, decorating the tyrant’s head on their ship’s bow, and roaming the Rajahara Sea.

The damage would be great.

But the final victory would be theirs.

Marco was confident of this. Such confidence came from having the high-level water spirit Endairon and also Marco himself.

At that time, Marco’s level had already reached the realm called Sword Master.

“If Mr. Elbarun’s spirit assists me, I’ll cut through that creature’s body with my sword. No matter how tough its hide is, it won’t be able to block an aura blade.”

“Good, Captain. Let’s give it a try.”

That shouldn’t have happened.

But Elbarun didn’t know that fact. There were reasons for this.

Usually, a Serpent’s danger level is classified as equivalent to a Master. The saying exists that a Sword Master can hunt a Serpent.

However, the reason this is difficult is precisely because of their habitat.

‘If that creature is underwater, the Captain’s sword would have limits no matter how sharp it is. But… if it’s Endairon, it’s possible to drag it out of the water. Not only that, but it could even bind the creature’s movements.’

Strong confidence in Endairon.

And faith in Captain Marco.

He thought they would win. And indeed, in that battle, Endairon showed the power that was expected.

His spirit, which had grown together with the old man, no longer allowed the seawater to serve as the Serpent’s stage. The spirit dissolved into the seawater, wrapped around the Serpent with its body to restrain it, and pushed its head above the surface.

The problem came after that.

“Cough.”

He lacked the stamina to hold onto the fiercely resisting Serpent for long.

His mana was insufficient to keep Endairon manifested for a long time while also restraining the tyrant of the sea that had lived for hundreds of years.

At the crucial moment, Endairon’s summoning was canceled. Not missing that exact moment, the tyrant of Rajahaar devoured the careless Marco.

“C-Captain!”

“Aaaah! Run! The tyrant is going berserk!”

“The Captain’s been taken! Run if you want to live!”

Endairon was reverse-summoned, and Marco was devoured.

The pirate crew no longer had the strength to face the Serpent. That day, the great pirate fleet that had been the rogues of Rajahaar disappeared.

The old man felt responsible for this.

Even though the Marco Pirate Crew were pirates, to the old man they were comrades who had spent long years together.

‘My friend…’

Moreover, Marco was the child his friend had entrusted to him.

That Marco had died.

Instead of taking care of the pirate crew, the old man disappeared. He deliberately didn’t show his strength, and while naturally roaming the seas, he was captured by pirates and locked in a cage for holding slaves.

And now he had a new master.

But this master…

‘How does he recognize that I’m a Spirit Mage?’

Those who possess mana.

Though they’re all lumped together and expressed as mana, their characteristics were all different from each other. Especially, the beings specialized in hiding their own mana were precisely Spirit Mages.

A Spirit Mage’s mana was difficult to detect.

At least, unless one was also a Spirit Mage.

“Perhaps… has this old one’s master also formed a bond with spirits?”

“Hmm. It could be, or it might not be…”

Cliff answered with ambiguous words.

Had he formed a bond with spirits.

In other words, it was a question of whether he was a Spirit Mage. And Cliff found it difficult to give a specific answer to this.

‘Am I a Spirit Mage?’

He was certainly different from ordinary Spirit Mages.

If anything, he was a contractor of spirit beasts rather than complete spirits.

He had made contracts with spirit beasts like Kyuung and the Shadow Wolves. But could he call himself a Spirit Mage based on this?

‘No, more than that, did Kyuung actually make a contract with me?’

Spirit beasts.

Opinions were sharply divided on whether these spiritual creatures were actually spirits or not.

“But why…?”

“I think I can see your mana.”

This couldn’t be confirmed with ‘Discernment’.

But through ‘Domain Declaration’, he could somewhat understand the opponent’s mana. His heightened senses sent him various information.

And from that information, he grasped that the old man possessed mana.

And one more thing.

“You also seem to resemble someone around me.”

When Cliff said this, the old man showed a surprised expression.

Resembled.

He probably wasn’t talking about appearance. And soon the old man could tell who he was referring to.

“If you suddenly call me here and ask me to do strange things, I’ll refuse. Huh?”

Leticia, who was entering, showed a surprised expression.

And this was the same for Elbarun.

“E-Elf…?”

“Spirit…?”

The two people encountered each other and both showed surprised expressions.

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