DanMachi, My Members Are From Slice-of-Life Anime

Prince Alam, I urge you to show yourself as soon as possible, or you will be reduced to a sea of ​​fire in the Isla Valhalla.

After she saw the devastation of the fortress, a nameless rage surged within her:

"Are you really going to drag the flames of war into other countries because of me, and let innocent people suffer?"

Freya's expression was also not good; she still had hundreds of slaves remaining in the merchant city.

“Alan…”

According to the will of the goddess.

The black cat-man holding a long spear knelt on one knee.

"You and Ota go check the situation first. If there are any covetous eyes on my property, kill them all. We'll be there shortly."

"Yes."

Two figures, one black and one brown, disappeared so fast they were completely invisible.

Freya, along with Ari, got back into the off-road vehicle and headed towards the Merchant City.

Inside the chariot, Ari pressed the accelerator to the floor. Freya sat in the back seat, her eyes gleaming with barely concealed anger.

Inadvertently, she caught a glimpse of the blank, composed face of the old man, and couldn't help but feel curious:

"Aren't you worried at all?"

"Why?" Kong asked, playing with his handheld game console with a nonchalant expression.

"Astraea shouldn't stand idly by when faced with an army that violates justice like this."

Bai was also playing the handheld console. He first used his AFK skill to perform a series of combos before slowly saying:

“We are not combatants. And if it’s a merchant city… it doesn’t matter.”

Freya was inwardly irritated: "What do you mean the Merchant City is no problem? Do you think they can withstand an attack from the Kingdom of Valsha?"

Kong glanced at the goddess and said, "Of course not. The reason why it is a merchant city is because of its inclusiveness. Therefore, it is natural that it will not be equipped with strict defense and armament. It is only natural to break through it."

"If I had to pinpoint a reason, bringing the commercial nation into this war would actually be a good thing for Ari."

Alyssa, in the driver's seat, retorted, "Soldiers are one thing, but I don't want ordinary civilians to be dragged into the war."

With an empty arm resting against the car window, his gaze drifted into the distance, following the moonlight:

"Don't worry, I made arrangements for this three days ago. That guy won't do what you're thinking."

Chapter 412 The Pigmen Attack

Riode, the city of merchants.

Shaga stood in the square, facing nearly 20,000 prisoners of war. They were bound with ropes, and Shaga had restored all their armor to its original material and stored it in his spatial storage.

The 20,000 sets of armor and weapons, many of them made of fine metal, helped to offset some of the expenses incurred by Shaga during the relocation of the people.

The question now is...

"What should we do with these nearly 20,000 prisoners?" Xia Jia asked, his face full of worry.

killed?

No.

In the end, they were just ordinary soldiers.

Most of the time, armies struggle to maintain the same level of discipline and obedience as those in the everyday world, ensuring that civilians are not harmed even by the slightest thing. Killing is often carried out on the orders of generals or even the king, and once these individuals lay down their weapons and return to the countryside, they are likely to be kinder than anyone else.

If you kill someone in battle, you kill them.

But killing prisoners of war now is not in line with human values.

Released?

That won't work either. Once these people regain their freedom, there's a high probability they'll return to Valsha's army and take up arms again.

Shaka looked at his seniors:

"Hey, Alexie. Do you have any good suggestions?"

Alexie scratched her head and chuckled sheepishly, "Well, I don't know either."

"Tsk, so useless!"

Alexie said unhappily, "Hey, hey. There's nothing we can do about it. Our previous opponents were all from the dark faction. How would we know anything about war?"

Kaguya crossed her arms and said calmly, "Normally, we would exchange prisoners for ransom with the other country. Before that, we can make them work in exchange for our own food rations."

Shaga retorted, "This only works for high-ranking officers, right? But I don't want those high-ranking officers to survive. Ordinary soldiers probably won't fetch much money either. Not only that, we'll also have to take care of their food, drink, and basic needs, so we might not even break even."

Leila sneered, "The best way, of course, is to sell them all as slaves. These are all very capable young men, the kind of good stuff that many nobles like."

The werewolf Niz exclaimed in a panic, "Lyra, what are you saying?!"

Leila waved her hand: "Just kidding."

Xia Jia looked around curiously and asked, "Where's Liu? I'd like to hear her opinion."

Kaguya seemed to have thought of something and laughed, "That guy, he seems to be in that castle over there. There are many residents who weren't relocated gathered there."

Xia Jia nodded: "You guys keep an eye on this group of people for now, I'll go check over there first."

……

When Shaga arrived at the palace built on the oasis.

Before her was a hall crowded with children. Ryu stood in the center of the hall, asking the children around her what was going on.

When Shaka approached, Ryu blushed slightly, turned her head away, and didn't dare to look at him.

Why are you blushing like a teapot?... Xia Jia, puzzled, leaned closer and asked, "What's going on here?"

Liu stammered, "It seems that these people are slaves bought by the goddess Freya, and also residents who didn't have time to evacuate. Most of them are children."

Shaga glanced around the hall and was shocked to see hundreds of children alone: ​​"So many! Is Freya really that thirsty?"

Is he planning to reserve hundreds of concubines and then slowly train them back home?

Master is indeed master, he plays it so well!

Liu pinched Xia Jia's face and subconsciously scolded, "What nonsense are you thinking?"

After saying that, she realized what she had said, blushed, let go of his hand, and hid it behind her back.

It's decided, I won't wash my hands for 3 days...

Xia Jia pinched and rubbed her face, saying, "By the way, let me ask those people what to do next?"

Ryu did give a reliable answer: "Just hand it over to the opposing side."

“When Lefia was in the school district, she was often involved in the kingdom’s conflicts, and usually the prisoners were handed over to the other country for disposal.”

"We are not direct participants in the war, so we have no obligation to be responsible for them."

Xia Jia agreed.

He originally intended to hand it over to Blank. However, considering that this might be seen as profiting from the war, he did not notify him immediately.

Ryukyu's proposal is a common practice worldwide, so we should just follow the rules.

Having resolved a troublesome matter, Shaka, with Ryu in tow, turned to leave the palace and head towards the prison where the members of the La Sharp Familia were held.

"We must find a way to capture that god Rashap, otherwise he will continue to usurp power from behind the scenes of various kingdoms, wage wars, and profit from them."

As the two reached the door, a terrifying whooshing sound suddenly rang in their ears.

The moment the sound rang out, a brown figure had already traversed hundreds of meters and was right in front of Xia Jia.

"careful!"

Shaka pushed Ryu aside and clashed his fist with the newcomer's weapon.

A terrifying sonic boom exploded at that moment, the ground cracked instantly, and countless bricks defied gravity and floated into the sky.

The enormous impact and tremor sent Liu flying, and also drew the attention of everyone in the city.

All of them, including Alyssa, looked toward the Oasis Palace with solemn expressions.

"what happened?"

"Enemy attack?"

"Oh no, Leon is still over there!"

Realizing this, Alexie and the others abandoned the prisoners, transformed into 10 black shadows, and shot towards the palace.

……

In the battlefield.

Xia Jia stumbled, her feet slamming into the ground, taking more than ten steps back before she could press her numb fists and look at the person who had approached...

The smoke dispersed.

The newcomer had short brown hair, a prominent forehead, and a high nose bridge. A red headscarf covered his forehead, revealing indifferent eyes.

He was all muscle, with a strong facial structure, and a pair of brown pig ears on his head.