At night, Nia and I broke out of the Castle and headed for the captivity of the members of the "Righteous Claw Marks".

The location of the constituents I grabbed in my Wave Detection goes up to five locations.

I also wanted to report to Uncle Anna Border and the Duke of Euphemia and ask them to place soldiers, but this time I dropped them off.

Because if you don't move carefully, you could get noticed and get away with it.

If you move a soldier, he'll stand out.

Me and Nia alone beat each base quickly.

That's what I thought was most certain.

Initially, I was going to do it alone, but when asked why I discovered the base later, Nia accompanied me to use the killer word "fairy goddess business”.

He slapped five bases as planned and captured fifty-three constituents.

He infiltrated using his' covert 'skills, granted' sleep 'in' state anomaly granting 'as usual, and used his' captive 'skills to tie it up quickly.

It was the most late-night hour, so most of them were asleep.

The captives were taken to the main entrance of the territorial castle by the slimes who had called in for the patrol.

All five locations were not makeshift dwellings, but dwellings that had originally existed.

I don't know if I have to look into it in detail, but some of the constituents seemed to be from the original inhabitants.

Maybe I've been a collaborator lately.

Something doesn't feel right...

The constituents still had 'Dead Man's Medicine', so they promptly confiscated it.

There seems to be no doubt that he was planning something.

The only thing that doesn't bother me is that there were no executives of the organization known as the "Doctor" and no small, hairless men and thick makeup women accompanying them.

Contrary to expectations, have they not come to the territorial capital......

The next morning, me and Nia told Uncle Anna Border and the Duke of Euphemia about last night's capture.

At night, all of a sudden, Nia felt suspicious signs, and just in case I went to check it out, I made it a story that there were "Righteous Claw Marks" constituents and bumpers, so I tied them up.

The Duke of Euphemia told me to include a report even in the middle of the night on an important case.

Well, I can't help it......

I think I'd be pissed off in the same position.

However, apart from the novel, we were able to exhaust the criminal organizations lurking in the territorial capital before the reconstruction ceremony, so we received word of appreciation in that regard.

Anna Borderline Uncle also expressed relief and thanked me.

After all, the fact that the Duke of Euphemia and the three doctors had not been discovered seemed to have caught on.

He said he would interrogate the configurators who had arrested him quickly and explore the whole operation and the clues to the whereabouts of the three men.

In the afternoon, Nia and I were called into the conference room.

As usual, Uncle Anna Border and the Duke of Euphemia, Mr. Sharia, Mr. Yulia and Mr. Miriam were waiting.

It was said that the constituents would call me in the morning to report what I heard.

What was found in the interview up to now was that we were still planning a terrorist attack at tomorrow's reconstruction ceremony.

They haven't been able to figure out the full story of the terrorist plan, but they've been able to grasp the general contents.

After all, it was a plot to assassinate Uncle Anna Borderline, the Duke of Euphemia, multiplied by the commotion and its confusion using 'Dead People's Drugs'.

And about half of the captives are members of the "Righteous Claw Marks" that have recently entered this realm, but the other half are residents of this realm capital, and they recently became members of the "Righteous Claw Marks".

They resent Uncle Anna.

He resents those who lost their precious family members during the demonic raids, and who died in the noble convolutions targeted by the demons.

Thank you to the constituents of "Righteous Claw Marks", who have masterfully used their emotions of grief and anger to become constituents of "Righteous Claw Marks" for revenge.

If I did lose my own family, I would be annoyed by the rage of no place to go.

And you'll want to hit someone with that anger.

If that's when they hear you got caught up in the raid on nobles, etc., I'm sure there will be people out there who resent you.

If you think calmly, you will know that it is the demons and the men in white who have attacked you, not the nobles, but you cannot make calm decisions on the grieving humans, etc.

Using the wounds of such a person to ingenuously take in 'righteous claw marks' is unacceptable, and it is still an unapologetic organization.

When I entered this territorial capital, I felt a slightly heavier atmosphere than the "City of Magne" … it seemed like a precipitated air.

That was probably because of the mixed waves of sadness and anger.

I guess quite a few people are imprisoned by negative fluctuations because it affects the atmosphere of the entire territorial capital.

With all those dead, I don't think I can help it...

Some will be self-inflicted and some will have lost their temper to live.

I need to think about care soon...... might not be a good idea.

"This was an assumed situation…. If someone intentionally spreads misinformation by bragging that this tragedy is due to the deeds of lords and nobles, those who were looking for a place of anger may simultaneously turn into disturbing molecules. We have to be very careful not to let that happen."

The Duke of Euphemia held his fist, nagging.

You're absolutely right.

In this world, it is not immediately possible to determine whether the information is accurate or not.

It is likely that you will believe the information that has been spread, whether true or false.

It is one of the horrors of this world that even false information can crush commerce and plunge people.

In the future, due attention should also be paid to rumor movements.

Even so, I can't think of effective measures......

One last request for cooperation came from the Duke of Euphemia.

It's about the Feilongs that I'm supposed to have tamed.

It was a request to lend some of the Feilongs.

He wanted to use it for anti-aircraft alert in the territorial capital.

They say there are several soldiers in the Duke of Seyburn army who can ride a flying dragon.

Tomorrow at the ceremony, he wants us to be on anti-aircraft alert.

Of course I promised.

And since the meeting was over, everyone in the conference room, along with the soldiers selected by the Duke, headed to the stables of the Feilongs.

There were five soldiers who could ride, so I decided to lend the five male flying dragons.

Fei Long and the others were explained in a reading from me and asked the soldiers to cooperate.

That's when... an unfamiliar servant-style little man approached us.

Soldiers put their hands on the sword pattern and be vigilant.

"Excuse me. I'll bring you something to use at the ceremony tomorrow. I was told to put it near the stables. Should I put it in the stables?

The little man said so with a tone of clapping voice and scratched his cheek.

The longer shrinking hair and muscular system feels like shrinking my favorite action star.

Holli's deeper face feels somewhat alike.

That's what I care about...

(Master, could that man be... the man who was in Azito!)

Fei Long's leader Fuji suddenly told me that in his readings.

And I'm done telling you. No, I suddenly winged and got wind of it!

---Bewoon

Everyone is surprised by the sudden breeze and stomps on their feet.

In the meantime......... a black object rose to the sky by a storm!

It's a shrunken black object!

Huh... I don't know.

Yes... only the longer shrunk hair was dancing in the sky.

As I lowered my gaze, there was a tecateca skinhead there!

What!... hairless, little muscular man... this guy...

You're one of the three!

The moment I thought that---

Looks like he found out who he was, too.

I took out the blow arrows and suddenly they fired in a series!

Soldiers around, blow arrows!

He seems to be aiming for the neck muscle and is not prevented by armor.

The soldiers fell on the spot without power.

Probably a paralyzed arrow that put Mr. Sharia in a state of paralysis.

"Protect Master Anna!

That's what I ordered. I took the 'Thousand Hand Shields' out of 'Wave Storage' via Magic Bag and threw them at Uncle Borderline!

"Thousand Handed Shields" immediately put out his arms and received an arrow that was being fired in a row.

But... I can't believe you're firing arrows in a row...

What kind of function...

Is he simply good at his moves... or is he a special making blow arrow...

The Duke of Euphemia and Sharia seem to be safe with their armor.

I'll whip my skinhead---

Buying---

---Besin

I hit the handshake and also played the blow arrow.

Skinhead has suffered considerable damage to his hands and is rolling down the ground with a groan.

When I tried to get close to capturing you ———

"Gogggggggggggggggggggggggggg"

The skinheads roared!