Otherworld TRPG Game Master Chapter 13

EP.13

“Do you by any chance have a job?”

“……”

The second prince’s complexion turned pale at the blow that pierced Sentra’s lungs.

“Oh, don’t make that face! I know it’s not easy for imperial citizens to find jobs… especially those with blonde hair.”

Persecution inflicted on the people of the empire, especially those who inherited the blood of the imperial family.

It was only three days, but Irid was exhausted. Even if his status has been lost, Irid is a high-class human resource. The position of prince is a position that requires as much learning as it does authority.

Civil martial calligraphy, horseback riding and hunting, considerable combat power, and even a thorough understanding of imperial laws.

Despite this, I couldn’t find a job.

Persecution took away even the slightest opportunity to struggle.

Irid thought about the original world.

The empire relies on slaves to provide the vast amount of labor needed for the empire. Although the status of those who committed crimes was changed to slaves, children born between slaves and slaves were also made slaves.

Until now, I had never thought about the cruelty of the slave laws… but

it occurred to me that perhaps the empire’s slavery system and discrimination against other races had more flaws than I thought.

“At our inn, we provide um… job placement?”

“…a job?”

“Yes! Although they are not slaves like Irid, there are many people who are not treated as free people. There is a small organization made up of such people. It’s a shame, but I am leading that organization… What if Irid is okay with it?”

“I am against it.”

“Ronya!”

A female mercenary, Ronya, intervened and set up a fishing pole. She said, looking up at Irid with a crooked gaze.

“At least the idiots we’ve accepted so far have been identified. But not that guy. I did a background check while you were feeding him.”

“……”

“There is nothing. There is no trace of the past at all. I asked people who have traveled to other cities, and they said that the only person with bright yellow blond hair and the name Irid is Emperor Yongle. “That guy looks like he fell from the sky.”

It actually did. He fell 100 years into the future through a wizard’s dimensional travel magic.

Since it appeared across time, there was literally nothing to prove its identity as a body without any connection.

Irid checked the tattoo on his wrist. Half a day has passed since I enjoyed the luxury of eating stew and washing my body with warm water for the first time in a while. There are five and a half days left.

The warmth of the inn and Sentra’s eyes looking up with concern. The warmth coming from your gaze. Sentra’s hand wiggled as if trying to hold my hand again.

Irid looked out the window of the inn. It was just chilly outside.

really. I really didn’t want to go out.

Irid crossed his arms and looked straight at Ronya. My heart was broken by the series of shocks, but even so, the movements that had been ingrained in my body for decades were not erased. He imitated an arrogant royal family member.

“Bring me a document and look at it.”

“…what?”

“Anything from the inn’s ledger, contract, policy, etc. is fine, so please bring a document. It proves my necessity.”

“Hey, you’re under suspicion right now. The guy who would entrust documents to a suspicious guy…” ”

Are you talking about the suspicious guy who was beaten for three days and couldn’t even find a job? And the uncertainty of his identity and the individual’s abilities and character are… “It’s different. I swear I won’t cause any damage to Sentra.”

“So that’s why I believe you…!”

Irid turned around and quickly cut off Ronya. Persuasion does not work on those who doubt for the sake of doubt. The target has changed. Instead, I looked at the Sentra…

and looked at it slightly.

“How is it?”

“Good! I just happened to have a contract to review. It’s a sewer cleaning service. Can you take a look and see if there are any problems?”

“However much.”

“Hey! Don’t ignore me!”

After receiving the contract from Centra, Irid found three toxic clauses, six typos, and one violation of the standard employment form within five minutes.

After another 5 minutes, there were three amendments to the contract.

The emperor of an empire is a position that must resolve all major issues of the vast empire. Naturally, a prince is required to have monstrous document review skills. Or there is a loyalist who has excellent document review skills.

The 2nd Prince, who was weak in power and lacked talent, had no choice but to improve his ability to review documents on his own, and this finally paid off 100 years in the future.

“…This.”

“Wow…”

Ronya, who was strict and blunt, stared at the documents intently to find something to criticize, but there was a huge intellectual gap between the mercenary and the prince.

The corners of Irid’s mouth went up at the surprised reaction of the two, and he became confused as to whether it was right to use the skills he had learned to run an empire to use the sewer cleaning service contract and feel proud of it.

The pride of a prince that had been nurtured for 20 years was in conflict with the desire for recognition of a petty citizen born three days later.

All that confusion was completely forgotten when Sentra held my hand.

“Hmm, I’ll hire you!”

“Please take care of me.”

The two people’s hands waved up and down.

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Three days have passed since Irid took charge of document processing.

In the morning, Irid got up from bed—this was the first time he knew that commoners used straw instead of bed mattresses—and ate the stew Sentra had prepared.

Tiktikdae handles various documents next to Ronya.

Sentra sometimes glared at people when they picked them up. Ronya was also doing the same thing next to me.

There was a lot of paperwork, but it was a small amount at the prince level. The mountain of documents that had piled up was all torn apart by Irid’s work speed, until only a few pages remained.

I’m free now, and in my spare time, I just go for a walk.

(I was scared to go outside, so I walked inside the inn.)

I chatted with Sentra and Ronya almost often.

These days, I often look at the clock tattoo on my wrist. Sentra saw that and asked, ‘Have you been bitten by a bug? ‘I’ll put some medicine on you!’ he said. This tattoo seemed to be invisible to other people.

The scale on the clock tattoo started going from 1 to 0. There were only two days and about half of the remaining time. The end was approaching.

“…….”

“What is it?”

“…nothing.”

“Nothing with that look on your face? I guess you’ve never learned to lie, Irid?”

“It’s none of your business.”

“This bastard.”

I thought I might have to tell Sentra. The fact that he was leaving for a faraway place in two days.

But what if… the purple magic tower’s disciple has reached the level of dimensional travel magic?

If only I could return myself to the same world. There will be no need to say goodbye.

If you want to share the warmth in this shabby inn room, you can just ask him to travel to another dimension.

It would have been nice to have heard a little more about dimensional magic. Regret remains.

Sentra was often absent when there were no guests at the inn. Occasionally, blond-haired workers who visit the inn will ask, ‘Has Mr. Sentra gone out today?’ Looking at it, it looks like he used to go out often.

“Hey Yongle Emperor.”

“What is it, mercenary?”

Now I can naturally overlook Ronya’s constant insults. I still get stressed out to the point where my head hurts when I hear just the three letters of Yongrakje, but I feel a little better when I think of it as just talking about a thousand things I haven’t learned.

“I’m going to run an errand for you, so go ahead.”

“It’s not you, Centrage, that I signed a contract with.”

“Go pick Sentra up.”

“Where should I go?”

“…….”

Without realizing it, Irid answered so sharply that he felt ashamed of himself.

“…This is why you idiots with balls. Hey, go out to the intersection next to the Eastern Adventurer’s Guild. You said you were going to buy ingredients, so go and help out.”

“Sure.”

Irid meticulously covered his blond hair with a straw hat. Sentra washed it cleanly, so there was no smell.

After picking up the large basket in the cupboard and getting ready to leave, Ronya cried softly.

“Hey, by the way.”

“If you have anything to tell me, tell me before you leave.”

“No, well… just prepare your mind. The founding of the country will be soon, right?”

“Geonkukje?”

“Yes, a festival will be held to commemorate the day the Kingdom Alliance won victory over the Empire. Two days later.”

“……”

Coincidentally, it was the same time as Irid’s return.

“After the founding era passes, it will be difficult to see Centra. We will move into a new era.”

“What era?”

“Of course it’s the age of beer and yelling. Come on.”

Ronya’s meaningful words reminded Irid of the documents she had processed so far.

There were suspicious parts in some of the documents. It feels like logistics are being stolen and items that can be used as weapons are being collected. I could have recognized it if I wanted to, but it didn’t take the effort.

Irid was a stranger and was about to leave.

The fact that this cozy inn was being used for resistance activities was decided to be buried.

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Irid walked through Crown Hall, the capital of the empire.

I am familiar with the geography as I have often inspected it. Because I knew all the shortcuts in the back alleys in my head, I was able to protect myself from numerous threats.

Like a retired soldier or a noblewoman who narrows the siege to a suspicious level.

No one thought Irid was a slave as he walked confidently with his blonde hair hidden. He went next to the adventurer’s guild that Ronya had mentioned and waited for Sentra.

“…?”

Tadat. widely.

The sound of busy running. Is someone running away? After calculating the direction from which the sound was approaching and the surrounding geography, Irid drew someone’s escape route in his head.

I had no intention of getting caught up in the commotion.

But what if that fugitive is a murderer? And if he posed a threat to Sentra…

it was a very unlikely possibility, but Irid got nervous and climbed over the wall.

I waited with my arms crossed at the end of the escape route. If the prediction is not wrong, it will appear soon. 3 2 1….

“Wow!”

The fugitive was startled when he saw Irid blocking the road and suddenly stepped on the brakes.

A strange outfit that I have never seen before. It was made of black, shiny material that tightly wrapped the entire body, revealing the curves of the body.

It was full body tights.

I could understand the functionality, but is there no shame in exposing the body so clearly? Irid thought so and looked at the monster’s face.

Sentra’s face was bright red.

“…Sentra?”

“This and this. Think about running away first!”

“The route is not good there. Follow me. This direction is better to avoid the guards.”

“…all right!”

Irid climbed over the wall without even looking back. This is because I couldn’t bear to look at Sentra once I realized that the owner of the body was Sentra….

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