Alright, Let’s Turn Slaves Into Adventurers

Chapter 46 Azwa Camping and Bonfire

I went shopping all day and bought everything from underwear to skin care products.

After receiving her wallet, Azu wondered if she could even buy cosmetics like this.

However, after hearing from her that skin care is a woman’s skill, and that her appearance would be beautiful, the owner would also like it, so she bought it right away.

Most of her food and daily necessities were in the owner’s tool shop, so she returned to the store with her luggage.

The master was startled to see the mountain of luggage, but he only shrugged his shoulders when he saw the three of them having fun.

Arranged a wagon and set off for Spartia the next day.

The first journey of a master and three slaves.

The only people who could drive the carriage were Master and Elsa, so we took turns driving.

Alexia can ride her horse too, but when she drives the wagon strangely, her horse goes berserk.

“I can’t believe it… Alexia exclaimed, and her shoulders drooped.

In addition to the three slaves, the slightly larger wagon was loaded with food and goods.

The monsters on the road were basically not a big threat. Az and Alexia quickly went and killed it.

Among them, there were monsters that could be eaten. When near the river, the master dismembered it with his knife, taking out only his meat parts separately. You can slow down the decay by removing the blood, skinning, burying only the intestines, and soaking the meat in cool river water.

However, there was no time to smoke it and it was impossible to keep it for a long time, so I only caught enough to eat that day.

If you leave it as it is, other monsters will eat it.

I took a break to process the meat and prepare the dishes.

The owner had Arzu beside her to help her with her work. The other two watched and learned whenever they had free time.

The owner showed a demonstration first and then made me copy it, so I quickly learned the work that was difficult at first.

“I didn’t know it could be dismantled.”

“My father hunted as a hobby. He used to help break things up like this sometimes.”

A monster like this can be defeated with an axe.

But it would be dangerous for non-adventurers and ordinary people to hunt, but the master’s father didn’t seem to care.

“Az, is P okay?”

“Yes, I got used to it while fighting monsters.”

I became much more courageous than when I was covered in blood and crying while collecting the heads of black snakes.

I took a part of the meat from the river and removed the whole part with leeches.

The only food they carried, especially meat, was salted or smoked for preservation.

Eating only those things is not good for the body, so after disassembling it like this, I ate it fresh.

Vegetables were pickled in vinegar and eaten.

This was unavoidable. Root vegetables are heavy, so I can’t make many of them.

Az makes a grimace when she eats these vegetables. She didn’t leave anything behind, but she seems to hate sourness.

I cut the meat and sprinkled it with pepper and grilled it.

Spices are one of the kingdom’s specialties. It is cheaper than other countries, so you can use a small amount without burden.

If you see herbs around you, wash them in river water and put them in your dishes.

Meat cooked to the core was sprinkled with salt and served with vegetables pickled in vinegar and served on bread.

If the bread becomes hard, you cannot eat it like this, so it is a pleasure that can only be enjoyed at the beginning of the journey.

The remaining meat was loaded separately from other ingredients.

We headed to our destination while taking breaks in between.

There is still a lot left until the destination. By the time it got dark, we found a good spot and simply pitched our tent.

If you smell meat, monsters and wolves will come in droves, so I ate all the meat I caught by putting it in something like soup in the evening.

Although it looks like it, it is probably a more luxurious meal than that of nobles.

When camping, two people took turns keeping watch.

Arzu thought the three slaves would take turns standing, but the master seems to want to stand as well.

I guess I like this kind of work.

After diligently teaching Azu how to make a fire, he handed over an old flint.

Arzu pampered it and put it in her gym bag.

“You do it next time.”

“Okay.”

“It’s fun to watch it catch fire.”

Master said that, as if he had returned to childhood.

When night comes, the sun sets and the moon shows its face.

It’s warm around here, but it was still cold at night, so I put on a robe and warmed up by the fire.

The sound of firewood burning and rustling, distant barking and bugs.

And the owner’s small breathing.

Az looked at the fire while listening to various sounds.

She didn’t talk much with the master, but she didn’t hate the air here.

Originally, Arzu always felt uncomfortable when dealing with her adults.

It was such an air, as if she had been denied being in that space.

I didn’t feel it when I was with my master. She may be natural on his part. Because Az is just a possession.

Feeling her relief, Azu dozed off and fell asleep.

It is too late for children.

The owner laid Azu down and warmed himself over a bonfire.

After some time passed, Elsa and Alexia took turns keeping watch.

Alexia tied her hair back to keep sparks from flying in her hair.

When she did that, she seemed more energetic.

Elsa was calm, as if asking what was going on.

“… I will not live long.”

“What?”

“That man.”

“Ah, you are talking about the owner.”

Even though the slave fell asleep, he didn’t get angry at all, he lifted him up and went to sleep.

At first, she seemed to have a masterly relationship with her slave, but she seems to have forgotten even that now.

“They say that good people die sooner. It’s a very contradictory statement, but sometimes I think about it.”

“Are you saying that all people who live long are wicked people?”

“Compared to singing money, money, money songs, they are generous and strangely relaxed.”

“So you’re dissatisfied? Honestly, isn’t it better? It’s not like working like a machine.”

“It’s not like that…. I came from an aristocratic background, so I saw people like that from time to time. Good people were fooled and lost everything. People change like that or….”

Alexia looks like she’s got something on her mind.

“But aren’t there people who are consistent? Humans are stronger than you think.”

Elsa finished her sentence and smiled, covering her mouth with her right hand.

She had a saintly smile.