Different worlds of the last heaven and knights of the fist.

"Opinion, petition? Yes, you don't need any special qualifications to participate. As long as it is a decent Badalnois people. We regularly recruit participants, but they quickly reach their quota each time. It's now held roughly once every four months."

The venue is the Ice Glow Palace "Palace Shell On", a private room addressed to stationed soldiers. There are still no windows here, as are the rooms.

As I told you in the morning correspondence, Iwago and Bergrette, who arrived early at the palace, were visiting Hefner's room.

A knight of a girl who listened seriously to the young soldier nodded and asked.

"So, what percentage of people who want to participate but can't...?"

"In the long run, there shouldn't be that many. It depends on luck because it is a lottery, not an early winner's order. To some extent, the sorting side should also ensure that the same person does not win successively."

"... isn't it unusual to be elected to a grievance meeting..."

"Yes. It's been a long time since the priest of Omzolf became the leader... I wonder if the number of people who wish to attend has been quite high. It's just...."

"Just?"

"... the people are also exhausted by repeated trials. I've heard a lot of people say their opinions at a petition meeting and nothing changes... think so, and don't take part in it in the first place..."

"... I see... Are immigrants eligible for this grievance?

"... yeah. Immigrants are basically excluded. It seems that the priest of Omzolf would like to hear their opinions as well... do you think the kinsmen and nobles would accept it..."

"... I see... I understand the approximate circumstances. Thank you for your details."

At this time, I didn't miss the goalie. A little knight nodding. Your eyes are shriveled sharply.

Well then, Mr. Hefner. I have a few favors to ask - "

Got it.... but... no. "

Having finished listening to Bergrette, Hefner seemed confused, convinced.

"... I'll take care of it. I'll look into it."

Still, that's why I think of Badalnois.

"I'm sorry. Thank you very much."

Bergrette lowered her head politely without further ado.

…………

The Girl Knight asked Hefner to investigate two things.

One is about Niklas, a male employee who died in one of the museums.

Elsa, whom Bergrette and the others went to see last night, was presented with a million esquests that he had always wanted, which made him a single-stick Orchester. matching that amount as if it had been measured. Was it a mere coincidence? If not, where did the information come from?

(If Niklas had the same situation.....)

During last night's conversation, Elsa said, "Niklas was in debt."

(What if... he also participated in an opinion board meeting and was discussing the debt...?

Previously on Hefner, it turns out that it's not as hard as being elected to a grievance committee.

- Well, if that information had been leaked in the same way as Elsa. If you were offered the same amount of debt in the same way.

Depending on who accompanied Omzolf, there was a "missed" grievance. In the case of "disconnection", it is difficult to consult without complaining properly.

(At least Niklas was able to consult. In other words, it was a "win")

Then who was present at the petition meeting? Find out.

And second.

If the gut agent Retreat had been used in the restaurant that I used on the day of the incident. If this hypothesis had been correct.

If the "same anomaly as the museum" had happened at that restaurant.

(... it is highly likely that some of the employees have participated in a grievance meeting...)

They grasped the weakness, offered compensation, and took part in this case.

Confirm whether such a person exists.

These were the two points I told Julie on my way home last night: "What you need to know before you can confirm the mastermind."

"Yeah... I'll try. I'll check it out....."

To scorch out the evil that will be nesting in the heart of the nation. But you're not sure, the young soldier feels a little confused.

"Um... Mr. Bergrette. Are you sure you can't? I can ask someone else I can trust... to help me with something like Gamiha..."

I wonder if I'm worried by myself. As for Hefner, he wants to ask a trusted ally for help.

"That guy... Gamiha looks light, but he's much better than me... and he has a strong sense of justice. I went a little too far this time and got angry, but he's really reliable. That's why...."

"... I'm sorry. I understand that you are making a very rude request. I'd like to ask Mr. Hefner to do this alone."

Silence for a while.

"... no, I'm sorry.... you don't know who to ask... you don't know who the enemy is."

Like a stomach, he breathes heavily.

"Leave it to me....! I mean, it's burning. It's like an intelligence agent acting secretly and secretly."

I know how well the air is, but I shouldn't mention it.

"I'll go to the restaurant tomorrow at lunch. Because it's not the time, I'm just a customer in plain clothes. Hey, it's a bit expensive. I'll talk to the public and see if any of the clerks have participated in the petition."

"I'm sorry, please. I will pay for the expenses incurred later...."

"No! Never mind!

This is something that can't be done by a group of street guardians who were the targets of drugs - that is, people whose faces are known. It's a job that Hefner, who usually works far away, can take care of.

"Ah, what should I tell you about the results of the investigation? Is communication technique dangerous...? After tomorrow, I will also be ordered to clean up the museum...."

"Yes, that's right. If that's the case, can you let me know by letter?"

"I understand."

The story seems to have come together for the moment.

"... oh, Belle, it's about time."

As he sat down in a chair by the wall and listened to the story, the protector stood up looking at the clock hung on the wall.

I see.

"Welcome, both of you. Next time, let me talk to you."

Having been escorted by Hefner, Bergrette and the guards decided to go to the designated room.

I wonder if it's a large conference room. The furniture is round-table and chair-like, and the white and blue floors and walls add a sense of cleanliness.

The venue is reserved for the guards, Bergrette, and Oomzolf.

"Thank you both for your time. I'm sorry to hear that you're under surveillance."

First of all, the Virgin apologized for calling a boy or girl whose safety was not guaranteed, but entered the subject without any extra preconceptions.

"The trends of Mertina and Lenore continue unattended. So... adventurers and bounty hunters currently staying in Badalnois. With the help of these people, I want to steadily capture them. That's what I think."

That is close to what Larutz proposed the other day.

Follow Lenore and the others with the information of the soldiers and the streamers who are moving individually. I want you to be the bridge between the Guardians.

"Omzolf-sama, that's....."

Bergrette's surprise is impossible.

The Virgin's statement today is based on Ralz's proposal. Mixing the two pieces of information is not a good idea. Together, we will work together to win.

(... seriously)

Even as a godsend, I couldn't hide my surprise.

Raindeers, referees, and other countries alike, but the nucleus of the state is royalty and nobility. People who live under the belief of invincibility, nobility and pride.

As a general rule, they don't trust strangers. Naturally speaking, there is no way you can trust anyone you don't know. Until you become a guerrilla soldier... no, you may still be discriminated against by upstream aristocrats. There are many powerful people who look down on other identities and behave arrogantly.

And races like vagrants and adventurers understand that. Therefore, I do not expect the backing of the state, and I move freely without being tied up for that.

As a general rule, both sides are incompatible.

Even if it is adjacent, it is impossible to connect hands. That's why Larutz also advised us to find a way to bridge and integrate the information.

However, the "Virgin of Truth" is trying to break this "common sense".

"I'm embarrassed... I can't shape anymore. In this way, we can't capture them."

The leader of a country carelessly shakes his long stretched silver hair.

"But Master Omzolf... how can we help the bounty hunters?

As Bergrette pointed out, that's the problem.

Mercenaries and adventurers who come for a bounty don't always follow honestly, even if the country offers to join forces. Rather than shake your neck vertically first.

They want a huge bounty of 15 million esques for themselves.

I don't want to work poorly with others and get paid less, or be brought into the country and only delicious places.

Omzolf pronounces his concern with a well-understood voice.

"First of all, about the bounty on Lenore. I promise I will pay you 10% of the reward... not even for the direct capture... but for the information that leads to it. There is no limit to the number of people on this. Anyone who provides useful information will receive a prize. This is indistinguishable between adventurers and citizens. Equal to all."

It is Bergrette who peels his eyes. Even the guardian understands the meaning of the decision.

"Fufu. It's going to be a lot more expensive than one of you holding Lenore captive."

Even so, the amount will be 1.5 million esques.

But... this should lead to other travellers who are visiting Badalnois for a different purpose as well.

You don't have to jump in and find and catch him. A casual report like, "Where did you see the girl in the letter of arrangement - I feel like it?" That could be a million and a half dollars later.

(I see, that's it... Moreover,)

It's not just the adventurers. Reporting alone is possible for citizens. Equal opportunity for everyone to win big money.

And the big thing about this change is that "there is no limit to the number of people."

Previously, it was "15 million esques that can only be won by the first person." The quick winner. Of course, collaboration and coordination were difficult to create, but it would have been important to know how to outsmart and monopolize others.

However, in this way, all informants are paid an equal amount. There is no need to compete if the objectives and gains are the same. There is no resistance to unity.

"I... but, Omzolf-sama... When that happens, the information is also true and complex."

That's right. If you say the right thing, maybe someone will come out looking for the money.... "

Even though it has become easier to cooperate, others may come forward to share false information or make pleasant and appropriate eyewitness testimony in order to get into competition.

"Yes, of course, I will punish anyone who knowingly disseminates malicious information. Still, the amount of information you receive can be enormous and difficult to scrutinize. But when it comes to them, whether it's people or not... it's not something we can spend without encountering. As long as I continue my daily life, I am in some way in contact with strangers."

A little shopping. Or crossing paths.

If only those red others had become aware of Lenore and the others through this announcement.

"If that 'somebody' notices and gives me information... This should help us narrow them down steadily."

Badalnois in winter. This is no time for wild lodging with Lenore and Mertina, like the snow and wind.

Then you need to dive into nature and the village. In its current form, it should be able to cross the city in that way and still lurk somewhere.

But in those cities, adventurers and people will be more visible than ever.

"But, Mr Omzolf. Can you agree with the Snowstorm White Knights Gracela Duela?

The institution that doesn't get along very well with the Virgin.

Not to mention the fact that this proposal could cost more money to people outside.

I can't imagine Svoorn honestly accepting it as a sample of a hard-line nobleman.

And the answer of the Virgin is,

"... fufu. Then don't worry."

It was a full smile, but a strange, frightening smile.

"Snowstorm White Knights Glasella Duela is currently absent, except for one. I won't be back for now, and I can't afford to wait until I get back."

"... I mean, seriously?"

In other words, force.

Omzolf already intends to push through this way.

(... well, you mean it's already clogged up like that...)

After all, nothing has progressed since the deserters arrived. Rather, the damage spreads as the museum burns.

It is also a situation where the power of a country as a leader is questioned whether this situation can be solved as soon as possible. King, you can't just do beautiful things. Sometimes this kind of intensity is also necessary.

"... ohmzolf-sama. I was told that the Snowstorm White Knights Glasella Duela was absent except for one....."

"Yeah, well, you weren't talking about it. The other day... a powerful vendetta appeared in the Côte d 'Ivoire region at the northern tip of Badalnois. I asked the Snowstorm White Knights Gracela Duela for this crusade... but Migasinthia once admitted it, but later refused to accompany me on the mission saying," Yes, it is. "

The name that comes out here. I didn't think it would protect me, but I looked at Bergrette's face next door. Should I say so? I can't see her moving.

"So Mr. Migasinthia is still in this palace?

"Yes... but it's not unusual. He's... weird... no, he's a little weird. I don't often disagree with my policy... but rather indifferent. I don't think there's any particular objection to this proposal."

As a precaution for the knight of the girl, the Virgin's eyes fell down with a complicated expression.

…………

The elite knights, including Svorne, were absent. Only Migasinthia is present in this imperial capital.

(... I don't think it's suspicious...) But in this case... what happens?

If that man is "black". How will Omzolf react to the strategy he launched this time?

(Well, if he's connected to the Orchester... I guess he's against it, huh?

Lenore and Meltina will be in trouble. There may have been a great opportunity to determine his suspicions.

"Prepare to make changes to the bounty payment by today… tomorrow"

Ohmzolf said with strong eyes, approaching the heart of Shifu.

"... I understand."

I agree with the Knight Girl.

"It's up to you to say that to Bergrette. Now, hurry up...!

As the Virgin breathed, a communication ripple spread to her ears.

Reever, this is Omzolf.

Leaver, excuse me. I am the commander of the Fifth Corps, Kanguda. I need to talk to you about the formation of our personnel..... "

"Oh, just in time. We need your help on this matter. Sorry for the rush, but can you gather as many people as you can?"

"Huh? Ah, hah. I understand.

The communication is over and Omzolf is up.

"I'm sorry, both of you. They called me, but I wasn't busy."

The venue was opened up in the form of a flush from her who was about to start planning immediately.