Lazy Dungeon Master

I'm a gatekeeper.

I am a veteran of what I call myself.

I'm proud of you, but you can tell by the suspicious one.

That's when I was watching the gate, a pair of travelers came.

That's a brunette guy and a little brunette girl as well.

It's unusual to have dark hair around here.... are they brothers and sisters?

... But let the girl carry her stuff and she's the man with the bare hands... No, you have the sword?

From the looks of it, I thought you were brothers and sisters, but if you look closely, the girl is a dog-shaped beast man, like a slave. I see, that's why you have luggage.

But having a little girl carry luggage like that, however much a slave, seems like a distraction.

Or are you an animal racist? No, for that, the girl's identity is decent.

Those pairs make a chiggly impression. Anyway, it's work.

"Stop! What can I do for Zia!

When I scream, the two of you stop quietly.

"Oh, excuse me. He's a country man. Is there anything you can do to get inside?"

Apparently you're not willing to break through hostilely or abusively.

I sneak in to activate a magic prop that senses lies. This is what the gatekeeper will have, to find out if there is any falsehood in the questioning at the gate.

Even if I were a veteran gatekeeper like myself, I would know a suspicious person without such a thing, but now the noble greatness comes from the center, so I was told to make sure to use it so that there was no mistake. There is no choice because of the rules.

"... answer the question. What can I do for Zia?

"Well, I thought I'd be an adventurer, so I popped up where I lived."

I see, it doesn't seem to be a lie. Adventurer volunteering is what I often hear from Successful Tan, and there are young people who have no work to do for a thousand dollars. Well, it's not actually that sweet.

"Hmm.... are you a slave? Is the slave yours?

"Yes, I happened to pick it up"

Nor does this seem to be a lie. A slave without a husband is allowed to possess it, so no problem.

Seems like the bandits were trekking these days, so I guess there were wild slaves under the influence.

Is it because I like being... this man doesn't treat me like a slave?

"Why are we here at this time of year?

"Look, it looks like the knights were here in this mountain bandit crusade, so I thought you'd be safe on the road. In fact, nothing happened until I got here. Peace is good...... that could have been some tough time right now? I'm sorry, I'm a country guy. I didn't know that."

Hmm, that's not a lie. I don't seem to know the details of this situation either.

I don't mind if it contains some lies because each one has its own circumstances, but I wonder how honest it is that there are no lies at all.

"Oh well. I'm sorry.... hey, now that you're here, great guy. It's about your knight."

"Really? It's hard to work. So can I come through? Or do you need something?"

Whoa, I have to work as a gatekeeper.

I deal with business. When we talked about gold, he seemed to care about the contents of his wallet.

Let's talk about guidance work.

It's a cheap job to show you around until you get an ID.

I noticed earlier that this beastman's slave seems to follow a man as a delight, unlike the common slave.

Looks like he's trying to hold it from himself, too, about his luggage. I wonder how well you handle it.

He looks happy to be stroked in the head by a man.... Hmm, I'm getting a little bit of it.

For now, you don't seem like a bad person. And, I decided to allow the gates to pass and guide myself to the Adventurer Guild.

While on the road, it seemed that the master was about to be caught in the skewer stall, something that felt so smiling.

If it means registering adventurers in Zia, it means doing adventurers based in this town. If so, we will see each other again. Maybe I can afford to cook skewers then.

As for the Adventurer Guild, head to the counter now.

If I could not write the letters, I would have also planned to undertake the proxies, but I called the slaves because it was not a problem.

So, to my surprise, this slave was called "Nik".

That's, uh... Nik, if my memory is certain, the name of a sex slave. It's somewhat of an expression close to disdain.

I mean, does this guy have this kind of a hobby for... that kind of thing? Yeah, that's why you were so close. Finally got to the point.

... Well, it's none of my business how I use slavery.

But I didn't expect you to even let me register an adventurer under the name Nik...... now this beast girl's name would be called Nik even if she was freed from slavery.

You can change your registration name, but it's basically something you won't change until you die. It'll cost you more than you did when you registered.

But I went out of my way to register with less money... what an outside road. I might have gotten inside the gate sooner.

Seems adorable at first sight, but what abomination is there to fulfill?

... but slaves seem oddly happier, and maybe I don't need to snap my mouth.

The guild's receptionist was whining about "such a pretty girl... damn, I have to protect her"...

Yeah, yeah, I'm irrelevant. I was able to confirm the guild card, so the rest is irrelevant!

Hmm, it's called kama, okay, all right. I'm irrelevant any more.

So I just decided to go back to the gate.

Well, I have to work.

I'm a veteran gatekeeper! Ha ha!