Episode 108 Returning Hero (4)
Bikir rode his horse to Underdog City.
A city that was once appointed as a deputy consul and took charge of public affairs.
Bikir drove the horse while looking into the alleys of Underdog City.
The security of the city has improved a lot.
First of all, there are noticeably fewer vagrants and drunkards, and the environment on the streets is clean.
The only odd thing was that the children were rarely seen.
Children are always running around the alleys, but strangely, there were no children in all the alleys.
There were a few children who seemed to be running errands from time to time, but they were always accompanied by their guardians.
Either he or she hurriedly runs into the house as if there was something scary outside.
“… … ?”
Bikir tilted his head and rode his horse towards City Hall.
Eventually, I see the front gate of the city hall, which I missed a little.
It was the first time I heard it when I briefly escaped flood damage to cure the ‘red death’ in the past.
<Chief of the tree>
Chihuahua’s workmanship can be seen hanging on the signboard.
It was made in the past when Bikir burned 10 billion on a stake.
Upon entering the city hall building, the appearance of busy staff was revealed.
Bikir dismounted without saying anything and headed inward, past the busy staff.
It was to meet Chihuahua Baskerville.
Before long, I see a female employee busy working in front of the deputy consul’s office.
I guess it was the first time I saw this face, but it seemed like a newcomer.
smart-
Bikir knocked on her desk once.
However, as she was so busy with work, the female employee only frowned for a moment and did not respond.
Bikir knocked on the desk one more time.
smart-
However, the female employee did not respond this time either.
“Take a ticket and wait.”
He only said one word in a very businesslike tone.
“… … .”
Vikir thought for a moment and then nodded.
Currently, Vikir is listed as missing and is not officially a subconsul.
So, in principle, it was right to take a numbered ticket and wait.
Especially since I have no intention of making a fuss.
<Standby number 3021>
Bikir accepted the waiting ticket and quietly sat down and waited.
“… … .”
None of the employees passing by with their faces buried in papers cared about Bikir.
how many hours did you wait
Eventually, Bikir’s turn came.
The 3020th civil petitioner in front of me woke up after finishing all his duties.
When Bikir just got up from his seat and was approaching a female employee.
… bang!
The desk in front of me trembles as if it will break.
A male employee jumped up and shouted in an excited voice.
“This is news from the Red Fang Castle! Vikir-sama has returned!”
“what!? really!?”
“actually! It’s true! It’s a message from the commander of Morgue’s fortress! They say they are leaving the red awl castle and coming this way!”
Then there was an uproar.
The atmosphere inside the city hall quickly turned into a boiling mess.
“Vikir is alive!”
“It is the return of the hero! Home! Call the Baskerville home right away!”
“Vikir-nim is coming this way! Roll out the red carpet right now!”
“What if there is only a white carpet!?”
“Even pop your nose and make it red! Express your welcome with all your might!”
The city hall staff threw away all the important work so far and started moving in haste.
It was the same with the female employee standing in front of Bikir.
“How do you do this! We have to prepare to welcome Vikir right now!”
She threw the 3021st waiting list and tried to run out.
… … She would have done so had Vikir not stood in her way.
“for a moment. You have to deal with my complaint first.”
“If it is urgent, please submit it! I’ll get to work tomorrow morning and do it right away!”
“It’s too late then.”
Then, the female employee stared at Bikir’s face as if it was absurd.
“Sorry, we are unable to respond at this time! A VIP is coming! He is also very precious! I don’t know what kind of business you are in, but as the situation is the situation, later… … !”
“I need to see the secretary.”
When the name of Chihuahua Baskerville came out of Bikir’s mouth, the female employee hesitated for a moment.
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If it was enough to find the office manager directly, it was still quite a powerful person, so I couldn’t ignore it.
So the female employee took the documents while giggling.
“Whew! What kind of work are you doing right now when Vikir-sama is coming? … The manager is too nice. If there is a meeting, please tell me that you are there. If you did, you would have been able to cancel the meeting sooner.”
The female employee glanced back at the other co-workers who were busy preparing for Bikir’s welcome and noticed the ‘true complaint’ in front of her eyes.
And soon, she puts a piece of paper in front of Bikir.
“Please write your name and purpose of visit here! Ah, as soon as possible!”
Bikir silently did as he was told.
-Name: Vikir Van Baskerville
-Purpose of visit: to return to life
Then the female employee snatched the papers from Bikir’s hand.
Having dealt with so many complaints, there is no hesitation in dealing with nobles.
Without even reading the paperwork, she immediately knocked on the secretary’s office door.
“Chihuahua! A guest has come to a meeting!”
Then the voice of a Chihuahua came from across the door.
“what? I don’t have a meeting today?”
“Please? But you have a guest!”
“I didn’t have a meeting! And what are you talking about when you have to cancel the current meeting? Now that Vikir is on the way, send him back! You will understand.”
Then the female employee knew that and turned around as if she hadn’t read the document.
Then, he sighed at Bikir, who was standing still, and shook the papers in his hand.
“Secretary, there is no meeting today. And today, you’re busy with an emergency, so the meeting itself won’t work. From next time, make a reservation before meeting. What was your name, in the document… … Mr. Bikir. In the future, please contact us in advance and come… … .”
and moment. The woman’s body stiffened.
She put on a dazed expression for a moment, as if dreaming, then put on her glasses once more and looked at the papers again.
And soon, the letters written in the name of civil petitioner number 3021 are clearly formed on the female employee’s glasses.
-Name: Vikir Van Baskerville
-Purpose of visit: to return to life
As the female employee stands blankly holding the documents, the busy employees pass by one by one look at the contents of the documents she is holding.
“hey! I’m busy, but what are you doing without the red carpet? … uh!?”
“Injector! Don’t block the road… … omg!?”
“What are you staring at so closely… … What!?”
People who flock around the female employee one by one and become rigid.
Their number was increasing.
Before long, the entire city hall staff gathers around Bikir, and everyone freezes as it is.
Inside the office, submerged in silence as if it had never been busier.
After such a long silence.
“Customer number 3021 will enter… .”
Only the female employee’s voice, which seemed to be crawling in, echoed in a small voice.
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Chihuahua Baskerville said as he watched Bikir burst into the office.
“oh. But this time, you came to the door. Last time it was a window.”
It seemed that he had become quite accustomed to Bikir’s eccentricities.
As soon as Bikir entered, he sat down on the sofa.
And there was one child who came running towards Bikir.
“dad! Daddy!”
Just a Pomeranian. It was ‘Pomerian La Baskerville’.
Vikir grabbed the Pomerian by the waist and lifted it up.
“Not my father, but my uncle.”
“Samchun! It’s cold-!”
Pomeranian laughs as if he likes Bikir.
She clung to Bikir’s side and soon dug into his waist.
“Samchun! lol. I’m a mouse! Catch the mouse-”
It was a Pomerian who had learned how to talk to some extent.
The Chihuahua’s training must have worked, Bikir thought.
The Pomerian held out a rat to Vikir, but it didn’t look like a rat kept as a pet.
It was because he was so ugly and skinny that he had only bones and skin.
So, Bikir only nodded moderately.
“What a cute rodent. Be careful not to catch the Black Death.”
“lol. Ugh, Samchun!”
Bikir stroked the Pomerian’s head once, then turned his gaze to the Chihuahua.
Chihuahua roughly explained what Bikir had been curious about.
Bikir also talked about what had happened in the past.
Chihuahua was always amazed and amazed at what Bikir said.
“oh my god! So, did you end up killing the unidentified monster that was found in the sea at that time?”
“I couldn’t completely cure it. But he was mortally wounded and fled to a cold and barren place, presumably frozen to death or starved to death.”
“Kya! As expected, our deputy consul! Once you owe a debt, you pay it back to the end!”
This time it was Bikir’s turn to ask questions.
“Have the problems of Underdog been resolved?”
“Ah, thanks to your secret solution the other day, everything worked out well. Xindi Wendy, that friend did a great job.”
However, the Chihuahua’s expression, which had been speaking with a bright expression, turned dark for a moment.
Bikir asked without losing sight of it.
“Is something wrong?”
“… … actually. There is one case that even Sindi Wendy has not been able to get a clue about.”
The Chihuahua stood up and pulled out a sheet of paper from the bookshelf.
<Serial kidnapping case of infants in the United States>
It was about an unsolved incident taking place in the city of Underdog.
“Recently, children from the slums are going missing one after another. It’s a serial phenomenon… … It doesn’t sound like a kidnapping for money. The tail doesn’t catch well.”
“Is it the work of the same criminal?”
“I guess, yes. There is no physical evidence.”
“Sindy Wendy is a capable human being, so we will get a clue soon.”
“I hope so.”
The Chihuahua shook her head in pain.
at that time.
“dad! uncle! This baba-”
Pomeranian grabs Bikir’s arm again and stretches.
Bikire had no choice but to turn his head at the pomerian’s clinging to his arm with his whole body.
It felt more pampered during our brief separation.
“Yes, Pomeranian. What’s your business?”
“mouse! Mouse!”
Pomeranian gave Bikir another rat.
Vikir nodded moderately and tried to live up to Pomerian’s expectations.
That moment.
“… … ?”
Vikir looked at the mouse in Pomerian’s hand once more.
I just looked at it and this is weird.
Bikir narrowed her eyes and looked at the mouse.
The mouse smelled of death.
Looking closely, the rat had already died long ago, leaving only its bones and skin.
And the Pomeranian was playing with that rat.
“… … !”
Bikir half-opened his mouth involuntarily.
The mouse that is now struggling on the Pomerian’s palm as if dancing.
This was definitely a corpse resuscitation technique, a death skill that could be manipulated with negative dimension mana.
“Pomerian.”
“Woong Samchun!”
“This mouse, did you bring it back to life?”
Then, the Pomeranian nodded with a bright expression.
“yes!”
“Since when did you know you could do something like this?”
“yes… … One night, two nights, three baam… … .”
Pomeranian wiggled his fingers vigorously, then spread all five fingers.
Bikir nodded.
“Five nights ago?”
“yes.”
“Who taught you how to play with mice like this?”
“Tribal people!”
At Pomerian’s words, Vikir was silent for a moment.
Pomerians were found in the villages of the Rococo tribe.
It was presumed that he had learned the secret technique of the Rococo tribe, famous for black magic and necromancer, over his shoulder, but it was not certain.
‘At this age, you’ve already responded to mana? And the mana of the sound dimension that is difficult to feel?’
Even the children of the Baskervilles and Morgues, who are said to have only geniuses, feel mana only when they are 8 years old.
However, Pomerian felt mana at the age of only 5 and was playing with it freely.
“… … Mmm.”
Bikir pondered for a moment.
A magic genius has appeared in Iron Blood Sword. And the identity is an illegitimate child left behind by the family head a long time ago.
‘If Hugo knew this, how would he react?’
Vikir guessed at Hugo’s reaction when he saw the Pomeranian.
If he knows Hugo, maybe.
‘… … a granddaughter Besides, you don’t even know what kind of bastard’s blood was mixed? Such useless thing!’
There was a high probability of such a reaction.
In the first place, Hugo evaluates all of his children based on efficiency.
Since women have a harder time wielding a sword than men, they are more likely to be negatively evaluated.
Moreover, magic, especially black magic!
Wasn’t that among the enchantments that Hugo didn’t really like?
‘… … Besides, I don’t know what the evaluation of the existence of a granddaughter will be.’
Bikir closed his eyes and pondered.
The Baskervilles have few daughters. No, almost none.
Hugo doesn’t even know their names.
In the first place, there was no daughter in Hugo’s direct lineage.
“… … A Pomerian would be the only one.”
Bikir murmured as she looked down at the Pomerian clinging to her leg.
Pomeranian La Baskerville.
She is the only daughter of the eldest daughter of the first wife of Hugo Les Baskerville, the current head of the Baskerville family.
In other words, it is a direct line among direct lineages.
The first daughter of the first daughter of the first wife. How will Hugo react? Is it a good thing to introduce Hugo to a Pomeranian in the first place?
Vikir shook his head, remembering Hugo’s cold expression.
‘I know what that cold-blooded man will say when he sees a Pomerian.’
It is obvious that they will say harsh things in many ways, such as that it is useless, that it is scrapped, and that it is a mongrel.
Or, as if looking at an inanimate object, with a cold, emotionless gaze.
‘In that case, it might be better not to face it… … .’
When Vikir is thinking about what to do with the still very young Pomeranian.
… bang!
There was something hitting the window.
The Chihuahua opens the window in surprise and sees an owl tying a letter to its leg.
Chihuahua quickly took out the letter and read it.
Then he looked back at Bikir with a shocked expression and shouted.
“Bikir! It’s a big deal!”
“Something?”
“Bo, at the main house! Go, my lord! Gee, directly! As soon as I heard the news of Bikir’s life, bar, bar, right away… … !”
at the same time. There was a noise that cut off the chihuahua.
Bang bang!
A knock on the front door of City Hall. And the gasps of the horses that ran fast over long distances.
Before long, the Chihuahua finished talking.
“Here you are!”
