I Am No King's

Chapter 232 – Thank You

Cclek

Suddenly, without knocking or asking for permission, the door of the workspace opened. I don't know who's in. However, their existence gave a familiar taste. What's....

"AH! Lili cheated! Already come first before the agreed time, steal the chance to hug again!"

Without letting go of my embrace, Lili turned to the door and stuck out her tongue.

Without me saying anything, another teenager had already rushed into the room. In a short time, this room became filled with teenagers whose faces I did not know. However, I could feel their familiar presence.

As soon as all of them, 14 people, entered, Lili let go of my embrace. He was with the others, standing beside the room, in front of me.

"Who will lead?"

"Just me!"

"Eh! Just yummy! Me!"

"No! Me!"

Seeing all those who were chatting lightly and joking, I became convinced that they were the surviving children of the orphanage.

In total, there were 14 people standing in front of me. Ten people, including Mari, Weidner, and Shanna, have been killed. Then, two people were absent, one was in a coma, one was unconscious.

Tasha, I'm sorry. I can't save them all.

"Have, have, start immediately."

"Yes, right! Lugalgin's face was beginning to pout. If we wait any longer, Brother Lugalgin will blame himself again."

It seems, my poker face is not active yet. No, not active yet. However, I did not want to activate the poker face in front of them. I mean, being with them, I feel so calm, comfortable, and safe. They are my family.

"Sir Lugalgin,"

Led by Lili, finally, they said something simultaneously.

""Thank you for everything that Brother Lugalgin has done. We're very grateful.""

All of a sudden, they all clenched their right hand, smashed it into their left shoulder, and bowed. They did the greatest honor of a knight. I don't know where they learned it from. However, this sight, left me speechless, speechless.

"Maybe Brother Lugalgin thinks that Brother Lugalgin failed because 12 of us can't be here right now."

"Just the opposite, Brother Lugalgin. Without Lugalgin's efforts, there would be none of us standing here right now."

"Sister Lugalgin, we are truly grateful that Brother Lugalgin has saved us."

"Thanks to the money that Kak Lugalgin sends every month, we can already live independently and even have savings until old age. We're really grateful."

"So, we beg you very much, do not bow your head, Brother Lugalgin. We want Brother Lugalgin to walk gallantly and proudly to save us."

They all say it in turn. Having never seen their faces after the surgery, I don't know who said what.

""One more time, thank you, Brother Lugalgin.""

At the end, they say it all at the same time.

At that moment, my chest felt a bit claustrophobic. Without being able to hold it, the tip of my lips slightly rose. Am I smiling? Seems so.

Tasha, Mari, is this okay? Do I deserve their thanks? I failed to save 10 people. In fact, two people were still lying down, unable to get up. I don't feel I deserve this sem–

But my mind was cut off. They all gave me the best and most beautiful smile I've ever seen, extending from end to end. For some reason, their smiles felt so soothing and reassuring, as if trying to remind me that they were alive and could smile.

"Thank you back,"

Without me knowing it, those words came out of my mouth.

They seem silent. All of a sudden, they were crying and crowding me.

"Eh?"

"Sister Lugalgin.. uwaa....."

"Sister Lugalgin.thank you...."

"Sister Lugalgin...."

***

[Are you sure?]

"Yes, I'm sure. At least, by going to your country, they will be detached from the black market eyes of this kingdom. The kingdom's black market ethic prohibits anyone from pursuing someone who has fled abroad. Since there was currently a ceasefire, there was no other moment to move them. And again, I entrust them to the greatest Mercenary. Are you saying my decision was wrong?"

[I don't think your decision was wrong, but, have you been able to let them go, out of your sight in Bana'an?]

Back then, after a long chat with the teenage Sargon orphanage, they agreed to leave Bana'an. By leaving Bana'an, they could leave the black market. And, most importantly, they say, I don't have to worry about them getting dragged into a black market war.

At first, I hesitated to give my consent. However, they are forcing. Finally, I agreed on one condition. They went to the country of my choice and were under the protection of my acquaintances. Or rather, my teacher.

For the treatment of Nia and Hurrian, it will be continued in the country. When I consulted this to dad, he didn't mind. Through the connection, the father managed to move the Hurrian treatment in the country.

I often forget that my father took specialist schools abroad. And if father has connections with this royal black market doctor, it's normal for him to have connections with doctors in other countries, both the normal world and the black market.

"Honestly, I was still worried and scared because I couldn't keep an eye on them with the intelligence networks and black markets I had set up in Bana'an. However, they can't be bridled forever. They're not kids anymore. And again, they were only younger than me by a few years. Our age is not far away."

[So, they're the same age you were with me, huh?]

"You could say so."

[Hmm.].

"For pay–"

[Do it per month. Think of it like a regular escort service."

"No, I'll pay for everything in the beginning, for 60 years. And, if you break it, I'll make sure you won't be hired as a mercenary anymore because you can't fulfill the agreement with the client."

[Hehe. Who do you think you're talking to? It's me, Lacuna. I've been working on the black market as a mercenary a lot longer before you jump in, ] Lacuna responds lightly. [Oh, yes. If I find someone talented with those kids, can I make a student?]

"Your hobbies haven't changed, yes," I sighed. "Please, but please don't force them, yeah."

[Yes, just calm down.]

After that, we chat at length, give status updates and news respectively. After a long chat, we finally came to the final topic.

[Hearing information from you about not moving normal people and also the cause of the truce, I've guessed, there's something strange about Bana'an. For black market standards, the rules are too much and too rigid. It's not like the black market.]

Yes, I can't deny. The Bana'an black market is too much regulation, really unlike the black market which is synonymous with criminality. But I can't say much because the only black market standard I know, other than Bana'an, is Mariander. If there were only two data, I could not draw any conclusion as to which one was common.

"Oh, yes, Lacuna, about that control ring."

[Hehe, I thought you'd be interested.]

So, you purposely mentioned it to me.

"Is the ring widespread? Or how?"

[No, this ring is not widespread. In fact, in the entire country, there are only 10 pieces listed.]

"Ten yes...."

That is, the ring is not produced domestically, but imported from abroad. If they can produce domestically, they will produce more. Or maybe they just don't want to break that equilibrium right now. Well, it's understandable.

[Rather than guessing the source, let me say. I was also curious, so I had time to find information about the source.]

Hey, Lacuna, you didn't see my face, did you? So, you shouldn't know what I'm thinking, right?

[That ring of power-busting is a 'gift' from another kingdom. I don't know for sure who the 'gift' is whether the technique makes it or anything. However, due to the sheer number, it is more likely that the country is getting finished goods.]

"And where is the source?"

[Kingdom of Nina.]

Seriate

　

　

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