Monday, March 17, 2025

[WN] God Slumbers : Volume 5 Chapter 3 Part 1


Volume 5

Chapter 3 Part 1

In the Trading City , What Kind of Secrets Are People Hiding? 1



Translator : PolterGlast



At six in the morning. The early morning sea breeze ruffled the city as it sank into a milky white.

With the first rays of dawn, the fishermen living in the harbor began their busy morning preparations.

 

The incoming tide broke into foam, and the night fishing catch was lined up on the bow.

Seizing the opportunity of the busy fishermen, seagulls snatched away a few small fish.

 

Ignoring this everyday scene of the city, a tugboat kicked up waves.

The dense roofs of the fishermen's houses danced along with the unusually large waves.

 

Eventually, a huge ocean liner appeared, pushed by the tugboat.

 

It was a dull gray, as if carved from steel, and it let out a long, mournful fog horn.

The fishermen glanced at the black smoke that was being spewed out and then returned to their normal routines.

 

It was just another ordinary day for this city.

Qingdao, a city known for its sleepless nights, was beginning to thrive as one of the world's leading trading cities, not only in the Eastern Continent but also globally.

 

 

The end of the gangplank, which had been extended from the ocean liner, fell onto the concrete-paved wharf.

The iron-braided structure creaked and groaned as people crossed it.

 

"It's only been ten days since we left Takamagahara, and we're already here."

"It's closer than I thought. Why did I think it would take so long?"

 

A journey of only ten days from a port in Hakudō Province. At the end of the voyage, which was shorter than they had expected, Yotsurugi Akira and Rindo Saki breathed a sigh of relief.

 

A man who followed Akira and Saki crossing the gangplank laughed heartily.

Despite his stern appearance, he seemed to enjoy the latest fashions, as his overcoat flapped as he tapped his shoulder with a fan.

 

"It depends on the situation.

If you keep pouring coal into the engine and cut straight through the current, it's not impossible."

"―Father. I'm supporting from behind, so please hurry up and get off quickly."

"Oops, sorry.

Good grief. My daughter still has a lot to learn when it comes to being seen by her friends while she's at work."

"...Father"

"Alright, alright."

 

Dōgyō Harutane shrugged off his daughter's displeased rebuke.

Looking around, he saw people coming and going busily as the unloading began.

 

Dōgyō Sonomi, the daughter of Dōgyō Harutane, who was in charge of the Eight Families, gave instructions to the porters who were coming down next.

 

"There's not much luggage, so we can walk if you want.

Well then, let's leave the harbor for now."

"Understood."

 

Feeling the presence of people gathering at the harbor, Harutane turned around with a wry smile.

Shrugging at Akira's reply, the veteran's figure walked away leisurely.

 

Without hesitation, Akira and the others hurried after him.

Eventually, those who had come from Takamagahara were forgotten amidst the daily hustle and bustle of the harbor.

 

 

Akira and Saki had visited the Kamotsu concession (residential and trade areas) before, but the Qingdao concession looked completely different from what they knew.

 

"Do you want to buy some fish? These sea bass and cod were just caught this morning."

"Dried abalone and scallops. —No paper money. This shop only accepts copper coins!"

 

There were countless stalls lined up along a dirt road that must have once been a main street.

Passers-by and merchants were haggling loudly, and then shaking hands in agreement.

 

With the hustle and bustle of daily life behind him, Akira whispered.

Looking around, he noticed that there were too few people from Rondaria.

 

"Is this a morning market?"

"The concession is under the control of Rondaria, but they're not interested in the commoners. As long as the contract is fulfilled, they don't interfere much.

Anyway, let's hurry up. ...If there are too many people, we'll be robbed in no time."

 

Harutane replied to Akira's question with a wry smile, scratching his head.

 

He didn't slow down. The people of Qingdao were full of life, but on the other hand, the security was poor.

With pickpockets and even robbery being common, Harutane wanted to eliminate any worries.

Mainly, he was worried about the other party, though.

 

Finally, after passing through a row of stalls, a trading company building clad in red bricks came into view.

Harutane pushed open the front door of the building with the sign "Haiheng Company" hanging above it.

 

It seemed that they were still preparing to welcome customers. The commotion from behind the reception desk quieted down as the door opened suddenly.

 

"Yo, yo! Are you working hard, employees?"

"—President!? Weren't you supposed to be away this month?"

"Plans are like fluid. —Isn't that right, Manager Misugi?"

 

Handing his coat to the bespectacled man who had rushed to greet him, Dōgyō Harutane headed up the stairs to the second floor.

As he passed by, he glanced around.

 

"How's my room?"

"Ready to use anytime."

"Alright. The kids behind me are my daughter and her guests.

Follow me. Let's shake off the dust of our long journey before we discuss what to do next."

 

They went upstairs and opened the door marked "President's Office."

It seemed that no one had used it for a while. The room was clean, but there was no sign of life.

 

"Make yourselves comfortable.

Or rather, you seem eager to ask questions. I think I can answer them, as long as they don't kill the cat."

"...I had heard that the Dōgyō family was in charge of the northern defense. But this was unexpected.

The sign says Haiheng Company, but what is this place?"

"It's a corporation, as the sign says. And it's actually quite profitable."

 

Takamagahara, being an island nation, was famous as a challenging place surrounded by tidal currents that were difficult to cross.

However, it was obvious that one day, the protection of the tides would become useless.

The idea of humans taking over the responsibility of national defense had existed long before the rise of foreign powers.

 

That was the purpose of the Dōgyō family.

While the Kuga family controlled the key trade routes to the interior of Takamagahara, the Dōgyō family effectively controlled the overseas trade.

 

The fact that Uxsanst and Tsongma people first thought of the Dōgyō family when they heard of the Eight Families was proof of their influence.

 

"It's not just about shipbuilding technology. It's about money.

After all, in a naval battle, there is so much distance between the ships that, basically, spirit techniques are useless. Firepower and manpower cost a fortune. You see, it's like a money pit."

"So this company is one of the solutions to that problem?"

"That's right. Especially in recent years. Like Tsonma and Uxsanst, they usually hire mercenaries to carry out attacks."

 

He rummaged around in the back of a cupboard and pulled out a glass bottle.

He poured the amber liquid that swayed at the bottom into a cup and took a sip.

 

"Ah, this is it. This is the only good thing about this job."

"...Father. If you don't keep it to a minimum, I'll tell Mother."

"It's a little late for that now.

Back in the days when we used mercenaries to do our dirty work, things were so much simpler.

Well, to put it simply, civilization has changed everything."

 

With the rise of steam-powered ships that were unaffected by tides and winds, the conventional wisdom of naval warfare was also forced to change.

 

No matter how many mercenaries one hired, a single steam-powered warship could completely turn the tide of a naval battle.

As a result, it became more cost-effective for the military to take the lead.

 

"We used to rely on mercenaries to shirk our responsibilities, but now that the navy has taken over, conflicts between countries have become more frequent.

As a result, we can no longer find a solution to a dispute without diplomacy."

 

The end result was war between nations, something they had tried to avoid.

The head of the Dōgyō family looked at Akira and Saki with self-deprecation.

 

"That's how it is. Haiheng Company is a corporation that was established for diplomacy and fundraising. We've appointed a suitable puppet from Tsonma as our representative and have him navigate the trade routes of the Eastern Continent.

The future belongs to the sea. Are you interested in joining us, Lord Yotsurugi? I'll train you on how to sail a ship."

"If the opportunity arises."

 

Akira smiled wryly in response to his casual tone.

There was more to discuss than just the affairs of the Dōgyō family.

 

He needed to bring up the most important matter.

But the other party hadn't arrived yet.

 

Just then, the door to the president's office was knocked timidly.

It was a signal that Dai Tian Lingying, who they were waiting for, had arrived.

 

"...I didn't expect a company with capital from Takamagahara to have reached Tsonma."

"Takamagahara may not be interested in foreign affairs, but we are interested in money.

Besides, it's not something a youngster like you would be interested in. Let's get down to business."

"Alright. —First, let's clarify our understanding of the current situation."

 

Dai Tian Lingying, with a tense expression, nodded at Dōgyō Harutane's words.

Her gaze swept around the room and stopped in front of Akira.

 

"First, we need to figure out how to get on the Eastern Continent Railway."

"It will probably cost a lot of money, but can't we just buy a ticket and get on?"

 

"Sorry to disappoint you, Miss Rindō, but that's too simple."

Lingying shook her head at Saki's confused expression.

"Unfortunately, the Eastern Continent Railway is completely owned by a Rondaria company.

Ticket sales are limited to Westerners, and Tsonma people are generally not allowed to ride."

"But wouldn't they run out of money if they did that?"

 

Saki was genuinely surprised by Lingying's words.

In Takamagahara, there were no restrictions on purchasing tickets for the state railway.

 

Although steam engines had many advantages, they also had the disadvantage of consuming a lot of fuel and water.

If there were fewer passengers than expected, it would be difficult to balance the financial expenses.

 

Even to Saki's amateur eye, it looked like nothing more than a suicidal act.

 

"—Saki. Rondaria's goal is not to make money.

No matter how much they lose, their ultimate goal is to extend the railway to the sacred realm of Bharatush."

"Ah, I see. If that's the case, won't we (Takamagahara) be rejected as well?"

"Not necessarily. Lingying said 'generally' earlier. So, there must be some precedents.

Isn't there?"

 

"Yes. To explain the current situation, Rondaria has not actually won against Tsonma."

"But didn't they win the Qingdao war?"

"There are many objections to that one point alone,

...the fact is that Rondaria only won against the Yuzenma Sect, which ruled Dongling Province."

 

Li Fengjun, who seemed to care for Lingying, looked at her with concern as she spoke bitterly about the Yuzenma Sect.

It was one of the six sects said to have been taught in Tsonma. Akira had heard that they had a certain amount of interaction with the Shinkentenkyo due to their geographical proximity.

 

"Since the concession was established in Qingdao, a huge amount of capital from Rondaria has been flowing in under the guise of investment.

Thanks to that, the Yuzenma Sect is more prosperous than ever, and they are very close to Rondaria."

"In other words, if we get the Demonic Sect, who are on good terms with them, to mediate, we can buy tickets for the Eastern Continent Railway.

What is the relationship between the Yuzenma Sect and the Shinkentenkyo?"

"You could even say it's at its worst.

And it's the same with the other four sects. ...After all, during the Qingdao war, the Yuzenma Sect called for unity among the other sects, but no one responded."

 

"Naturally, they'll hold a grudge. I've heard rumors about it, but it sounds pretty serious.

So, if they find out that Miss Dai Tian is in Qingdao..."

"Without a doubt, they will send assassins after her.

Our immediate goal is to find a way to get tickets without the Yuzenma Sect knowing about my presence."

"I see. Well, I'll try to find a connection through the Haiheng Company.

Miss Lingying, you will be staying at the inn. Lord Yotsurugi and Rindō-dono, Misugi will show you to your rooms.

Oh, and Sonomi, stay here. Working overtime is part of your job."

 

 

Harutane dismissed them with a wave of his hand as Akira and the others left.

Sonomi turned to her father after confirming that they had left.

 

"—Are they gone?"

"Definitely. ...So, how did it go?"

"The situation is worse than I expected, but the plan is flowing smoothly.

Whether or not we can hook them is up to them."

"...Then, it's okay. I believe in Akira-san's judgment."

 

Dōgyō Harutane looked at Sonomi, who had a faint smile on her lips, with a complicated expression.

Is that so? He said that as he scratched his white head.

 

"Fine. Since you've made up your mind.

For now, I'm removing you from the position of the next head of the Dōgyō family. You're free to do as you please."

"Really?"

"I've been neglecting you for so long. If I say no now, I'd just be acting like a spoiled child."

 

Harutane tapped his fingers on the varnished table in the president's office.

Looking down at his dull fingertips, he quickly weighed the pros and cons.

 

Sonomi was in a very difficult position.

Kihoin Tsuguhō was considered a strong candidate to become Akira's wife, and Gioin Shizumi was also in hot pursuit of her.

 

And Rindō Saki was considered the prime candidate to be a concubine.

This foothold could not be broken. With Akira's personality, if he tried to intrude, he would risk incurring his displeasure.

 

Instead of going through the stages of courtship, they decided to establish a marital relationship.

Thanks to Tsuguhō's intentions, the relationship between Saki and Akira had grown strong.

 

"Whether or not you can become his concubine.

To be honest, it's going to be difficult."

"I know."

 

Although he gave her a bitter warning, his daughter's determination did not waver.

Defeated by Sonomi's gaze, the head of the Dōgyō family made up his mind.

 

"Alright. Safety is a priority, but do whatever you can to join Lord Yotsurugi's journey.

Use whatever means necessary."

"—Even if I use 'that'?"

 

Of course. To his daughter's question, the head of one of the Eight Families, who had protected the sea of Takamagahara, nodded.

 

"It's just that we've been keeping this secret for so long.

When the time comes, show them the true meaning of Byakuyadzuki."

 

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