Episode 60
“But you know.”
This time, the inspiration catches me again.
“What else?”
“What happened at the villa yesterday?”
I turned my head.
The inspiration’s straight eyes come into view.
Did you get a report from the Five Musketeers?
The atmosphere hasn’t changed much, but the weight of the words is different.
A conversation technique that hits you in an instant.
Isn’t this a technique used when interrogating someone?
“Nothing happened.”
“Really?”
Is that true?
He brought out words that were different from what he really felt.
“By the way, I noticed that the five musketeers and the cook weren’t preparing food, so I went to check on them just in case, and they were all passed out. I didn’t ask what was going on, but it looks like they had a fight among themselves.”
“Did you fight?”
“Don’t children grow up while fighting?”
The inspiration opens his mouth as if he is at a loss for words.
They’re not that old, but they don’t have that kind of expression on their face that a 14-year-old would call them kids.
He shrugged his shoulders and left the president’s office.
As I raise my head, a picture hanging on the wall catches my eye.
A black-haired woman with eight pure white wings on her back is holding down a red-skinned man with horns on his head with a sword.
What is this? It’s so unnecessarily high quality?
I looked at it for a moment and then walked away.
When I took two or three steps like that, I flinched without realizing it.
wait for a sec.
What about the teacher?
I turned my head slightly and looked at the closed door of the president’s office.
You haven’t come out yet?
* * *
[The tea was delicious.]
“… … .”
General Rommel said nothing.
No, I couldn’t.
Having spent decades in the cutthroat political arena, General Rommel has a keen eye.
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It’s not just good, it’s freaking good.
The many nobles I have seen so far.
Rommel, who even had private conversations with the king, felt emotions at this moment that he had never felt before.
Pressure? Dignity?
Rommel swallowed without realizing it because it was so difficult to define in words.
The woman in front of him, Valentine, walks slowly.
[The speech was quite impressive as well.]
Gestures, footwork, and even the way you speak and the smallest movements.
Each and every one of them is extraordinary.
General Rommel was convinced.
The identity of this woman before my eyes is absolutely extraordinary.
Valentine, standing in front of him, looks down at Rommel, sitting on the chair.
[But, it seems like you are better suited to the position of general than president.]
How could the lower body be this familiar?
General Rommel was nervous.
Rommel, who had never been nervous in front of the king, was now nervous.
But for Rommel, hiding his feelings and concealing his expression was a familiar thing.
A soft smile appears on Rommel’s lips.
“Haha, General. I have been on the battlefield before. Even if it was only for a short time.”
Valentine, who was sitting across the desk from Rommel, still looked down at him and spoke.
[There is still a lot of talent in Teslan, including Bellamy. I will ask you.]
“… … .”
[Can you really protect it?]
Valentine’s question was direct.
At least that’s what General Rommel felt.
Rommel hesitated for a moment at that direct question.
Then Valentine asks again in a different format.
[Do you have any intention of protecting it?]
At that moment, General Rommel was about to say something.
Bam-
“What are you doing instead of coming out?”
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[… … I was about to leave now.]
* * *
All eyes are on me from all around me.
I walked alongside my teacher and kept observing his expression.
The Master’s appearance and aura were so mysterious that not only those around him, but even the royal family, could not dare to say anything.
hmm.
Are you feeling uncomfortable because of all the stares from those around you?
I don’t think so.
The teacher will already be used to this kind of gaze.
I just couldn’t help but ask.
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“Is the president on a date? His expression is not good.”
[hmm…….]
“hmm?”
[General Rommel, do you trust that boy?]
I ended up laughing faintly.
“Master, I don’t trust anyone but my own people.”
[……I see.]
“It’s just a relationship of necessity. Don’t worry too much.”
Actually, even I, who am saying this, do not know why the teacher is making such a meaningful expression.
When the Master was a doll, he only had a keen eye for detail, but when he transformed into his real body, the Master’s keen eye saw through everything in the world.
With those eyes, what on earth did the teacher see in the president?
The inspiration, who will be known as a pretty great tactician in the future, is basically a human being.
Man is an animal of desire.
What kind of desires did the president have before the war broke out?
Perhaps, the fact that the inspiration seems to give in to me and gives me convenience is also a part of that desire.
I wonder if the master read that.
I ended up laughing faintly.
[Well, you’re not the type of guy who would be used by anyone, so I guess I spoke out of turn.]
“Haha. You know that now?”
My teacher habitually taps my forehead with his index finger.
He returned his pushed head to its original position and raised his gaze upward.
The huge sign in front of us read ‘Alaves Guild’.
Mercenaries, hunters, etc.
A place where you can hire all of them.
[Why did you come here?]
Why did you come?
“I know one thing.”
[what?]
“It takes more money than you think to hire a 9th circle mana user.”
I’m not a fool, and there’s no way I wouldn’t know the relationship between that guy Dietrich and that 9th circle mana user.
No matter how you looked at them, they were clearly the shapes of an employer and employee.
A relationship where money is given and money is received.
But the one who gave the money is dead, and the one who received it is also dead.
What about the money?
Of course it’s mine.
As I open the door and step inside, a man bows his head respectfully to the Master.
“What brings you here?”
Perhaps it was because the teacher’s appearance was unusual, but his speech was very polite.
First of all, this place also serves as an information guild.
hmm.
At that moment, the teacher turned his head and looked at me, and I brought up the matter at that moment.
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“I want to see the branch manager. I think he’ll know if I tell him like this. Last night, 9th Circle, Assassination.”
The guild members’ gazes, which had been focused on the master, shifted to me.
Next, he examines the face closely.
Eyes get bigger.
And then suddenly.
“… … Huh? Could it be Jack Bal… … Huff.”
The employee in front of me stopped talking and just shut his mouth.
No, wait a minute.
Look at this?
“You know me? Then why are you so surprised?”
“… … .”
“No way. Is that it?”
under…….
The excitement I felt at the thought of getting some free money quickly subsided.
My guild members recognize me and are startled, as if they’ve seen a ghost.
This reaction is so obvious.
“I was just wondering, but it looks like that X-god made the request through an intermediary. Wow, that’s surprising. He didn’t contact me one-on-one, but tried to assassinate me through an exchange? Is that true?”
The reason I came here was to place a request.
To find that lost money.
Of course, I was willing to pay the price.
But then, the story changes.
“I’ll give you 5 minutes. If the branch manager doesn’t come out within 5 minutes, this adventurer’s guild called Alaves or whatever will be erased from the continent as of today.”
The guild members’ expressions become distorted.
But apart from that, the guy turned around quietly as if he knew something and went into a room in the corner.
I stood there with my teacher.
Counting to five in my head.
The teacher asks me this question.
[Are you serious?]
“What is it?”
[That he would erase this guild from the continent.]
I’m serious.
I’m serious, but I think I need to explain this to you, Master.
“There are many groups called guilds in the kingdom. However, the guild with the word ‘Adventurer’ in its name is not a typical guild, but rather acts as an ‘intermediary’. Should we say it is a kind of information organization?”
[The world has changed. The brokerage… … So?]
“Actually, I came here to ask you to find the bribe that Dietrich paid. By the way, did you see his reaction just now?”
[I felt like I knew you, and more than anything, I was surprised that you were alive. Is that related?]
“Yes. I thought that fool had a one-on-one contact with the assassins. When nobles ask for the murder of nobles through a broker, it’s like advertising it to the whole world. I never thought Dietrich was that stupid, but now that I look at it, it seems like the deal was made through this broker. He’s even dumber than I thought.”
The teacher tilts his head.
[Didn’t you say they were an information organization? Isn’t it possible that they obtained that information?]
He shook his head.
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“Can you feel the eyes of those around you right now?”
The master looks around.
[The seven people you see now. They are all looking at you with the same expression on their faces that a dead person might have when they come back.]
I ended up laughing hysterically.
“What more obvious proof could there be than what the lowest guild members all know? If they have the tools, the hands and feet, and the work is done, isn’t it simple?”
I turned my head slightly and looked at my teacher.
“The people who tried to kill me and the people who introduced me to jobs to get money are the same people to me.”
[… … .]
“There are 4 minutes left. If the branch manager doesn’t come out within 4 minutes, I will erase the Alaves Guild from the continent today.”
The teacher’s eyes turn a little sad.
[I can guess a little bit what kind of life you lived.]
He smiled bitterly.
Oh, and there are 3 minutes left.
* * *
“I’m the branch manager.”
A man sitting on a chair and looking over some documents raised his head.
“Why, again? What’s going on?”
“I, that’s… … .”
Aveiro, the Ascendant branch manager of the Alaves Guild, tilted his head.
It looks like he came to report something, but what’s with that fidgety look?
“Jack Valantier is out there.”
For a moment, Aveiro’s eyes frown.
The first thought that came to my mind was this:
How are you alive?
“Jack Valantier? Did I mishear you?”
“I didn’t hear the name, but I’m sure of it. And he told me to tell the branch manager this. Last night, the 9th Circle, assassination. And if the branch manager doesn’t come out within 5 minutes, the Alaves Guild will disappear from the continent today… … .”
Aveiro.
He rose from being a common mercenary to the position of branch manager of a guild at the age of only 34.
As a person with a certain level of self-confidence, his sensibility was different from others.
The branch manager of Ascendible is the biggest yolk of the Alaves Guild.
Aveiro, who was in charge of the yolk, noticed at this moment that things were turning strange.
No.
You don’t have to go far, just look at one.
Jack Valantier is alive.
No, the top assassins of the Fentanyl Guild and the Guild Master went to assassinate him, but he’s alive?
The branch manager stood up from his seat as if he had nothing more to think about.
“Are you outside?”
“yes.”
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