After being transferred to another world I became a magical

"I'm surprised you struggled. I thought I'd be able to go in about half the time...."

"I haven't done this kind of work in a long time. I didn't know the assassin was such a delicate creature....."

Lake and Mathias snapped in front of the assassins who were trapped and loaded in the corner of the room.

Apparently it took me about ten seconds to capture the assassin alive.

If I could have killed him, it wouldn't have taken me a tenth of that time.

Incidentally, most of our assassins have passed out, and conscious people have lost their warfare altogether.

One of them suddenly began to suffer, wondering what he had done when he came in.

According to information manipulation analysis, he apparently took poison. I wonder if it was in my back teeth.

All right, let's interrogate him.

While saying it, I activate healing magic to force the poisoned assassin to heal.

The other assassins don't seem to be trying to hurt themselves, so he's probably the one with the most information.

Then, I used magic tools to prevent the sound leakage so that I could not match my mouth later.

"... no, what did you do!

"It's just healing magic. You can't get information if you die."

"Healing magic!? Why! Take that medicine and put it away. How can you use magic?

"I don't care why you ask....."

I think there is no such thing as putting in medicine that doesn't work at all.

Thanks to you, it was hard to figure out when to act.

"If you want the magic potion to work on the frog, bring the stock solution with a jock. We can't even take it down by mixing it in the well."

"Is a full jock enough?

... I feel like you like it, but I don't care if you keep talking.

"Well, I don't care about the medicine, let's start the interrogation."

"Decepticons... is it time to ask questions? It's handy, but it's gonna take a while. It is likely that we will not make it to the arrival date."

"I don't use very noisy methods in the inn...."

"No, it's a very peaceful way. I'm just asking questions."

While I was talking, I took out a set of magic items from the item box.

It's just some sort of magic tool arranged, so it's a completely different structure from the earth's... function is to imitate a lie detector that was on earth.

Well, because it measures the pulse and the current flowing to the skin to see how the other person reacts, a lie detector is not the exact way to call it.

I just know the principle, and I don't have experience using such things, so I don't think it will work unless it is easy to understand and results are produced.

Well, if you can't, you can try decibatre questioning.

"Was it Zoemers who gave you instructions?

In the meantime, let me ask you a question with the right name.

I'll give you a minute, but the assassin didn't return the answer.

But Zoemers is not from this country, and he should have already been executed, so that would be incorrect first.

That's fine. If you know how to react to an incorrect answer, you can distinguish it from a correct answer.

Afterwards, I will continue to name the appropriate name and the nobles of this country, the members of the Great Chamber of Commerce.

The magic instrument had a noticeable reaction when Mercia's predicted lifetime candidate, Gengar, was named.

The response of magic devices that detect pulses and the like has changed slightly, but above all, the device that detects magic showed a greater response.

Only magic is activated in the image, and magic may have a strong connection with the spirit.

"Kaede-san, I've never answered a question... what do you know when you ask a question?

"Oh, I can't use it as evidence, but I think it'll help us gather information."

Answering Mercia's question, I keep asking the assassin questions.

After mentioning the name of the candidate, I asked about the organization behind it.

According to the magic detection reaction, the client appears to be Gengar and his undercover organization.

And there are similar assassins lurking in the town next door.

"Can you read your mind!?

Explaining to Mercia what I found out, the assassin opened his mouth for the first time in a long time.

As far as the reaction is concerned, this lie detector (although almost all I see is a magic detector) seems to be doing a good job.

I don't know. For now, there's no doubt that you'll be tortured by the Decepticons after this. "

Kaede, it's not torture, it's questioning.

"Well, apparently I can trust the magic equipment Caeda brought."

The next day.

We ate in a neighboring town to check the authenticity of the information we got from the lie detector, and we were just like yesterday defeating the assassins and watching the second team of assassins get taken to the guard.

As for the flow of defeat, it is almost the same as yesterday. It was no longer so interesting that it was irreplaceable.

The medicine didn't work as well as ever, and Mercia's acting skills were still zero.

If anything has changed, the time between the start of the fight and the completion of the capture has shrunk by about two seconds.

Well, now we've double-checked the authenticity of the information.

"I don't care if the killer's almost confirmed in Gengar... how do we crush him now?

"Gengar is noble even if he rots. We will be taking measures to prevent banditry."

"If I were a bandit, I could kill one stone..."

As Mercia and Lake are discussing, defeating Gengar, who is certainly not a thief, is quite a hassle.

But the only way to crush Gengar is not to kill him.

"Hey, Gengar's been having trouble with money lately, isn't he?

"Yes, because the territory of Gengar was originally all-rough, almost like running a deficit. I think I'm making a small profit by brokering back deals."

"Well, then, why don't we attack the organization that's brokering it? You're probably a bandit, right?

Sabotage is troublesome because people with money and power do it.

If you crush the source of funding and the underlying organization, the fool with the money will be nothing but a fool.

Thanks to the kind assassins, I know where Gengar's undercover organization is.

"I'll think of something nasty... But if we hunt them down too much, they could attack with abandonment.

"If that happens, we'll just have to fight back. The Maple Chamber of Commerce is full of Decibatolian escorts."

Mathias answered Mercia's question immediately.

"Okay, let's go with that policy."

"Got it!... by the way, today was supposed to be the day you arrived in King's Landing, right? If we don't leave soon, won't we be late?

"Sure, I can't make it like this...."

We had an early meal (with ineffective medicine) to get you to the raid as soon as possible, but it's already evening.

It seems to be the day after tomorrow, but what about the day after the arrival?

"... well, I invited the raid and got the information. You don't have to travel by carriage anymore."

I see. I don't need any more horses. I'll leave it in the right place. "

Suddenly, the horses who were fired were taken to Lake with a neat expression.

A little later, Lake, who came back, pronounced himself softly.

"Let's run from here to King's Landing!

"Um, I'm not from Decibatole, and I don't run that fast...."

"It's okay. Mercia has no choice but to ride the carriage. To cope with this situation, the carriage is built for nothing. And it has a powerful suspension."

"Eh... I'm not really involved in designing this carriage, but for what purpose...?

"Of course, to get around like this! That!"

As Lake calls, the three of us grab the carriage and lift it up by ourselves.

No, this is not a carriage anymore. Rickshaw.

"Okay, let's go!

Oops!

As we breathe, we speed up.

The body is considerably lighter, and the road is ideal for running as opposed to decibattle travel, making it very easy to speed up.

Even though the monsters occasionally spotted us, they saw the speed and decided they couldn't catch up. I didn't even chase him.

Well, after all, the monsters are just going to be victims of a traffic accident.

"Hey! Fast! Fast!

"It's okay! He uses a lot of metal reserved metal to withstand our speed!

"I don't think that's such a problem!

As we hear Mercia's cry echo in the evening sky, we hurry on the road to King's Landing.

It was about two hours after the journey to King's Landing, which was scheduled for twelve hours, was broken.