"But I'm surprised, in many ways."
Karina tells Risha to throw up as she looks at the color of her ears and hair.
The hat that came off on the fallen clap was now used by Riesha to hide her face.
"Reesha, I'm so sorry. To stop you, I had to."
……
We've been doing this since just now.
I am avoided even trying to peek into my face.
... Is it impossible to talk about this normally for a while?
"Huh!? Come!
"Oh, wow."
Suddenly Karina turned to the side of the street and pulled me and Leisha's hand into the shadow of a crate loaded high.
Risha also holds her hat to her chest at some point and looks out towards the street.
It wasn't a pair of adventurers that came there...... but adventure-style men.
I guess he came after Risha.
"Hey, where's that kid?"
"I don't see it, I thought I went this way..."
When I felt my gaze and raised my face, my amber eyes were staring at me.
"Who are they?"
Read Karina's lip movements.
I shook my head small when I touched my right hand trying to pull through the knife planted in my shoe.
"Maybe a lord or someone close to him. Looks like we're watching people looking for things that aren't convenient for us."
Fits Karina, I don't speak either, just move my lips.
It's kind of like a spy movie and my chest jumps.
"Why are those people on the market?"
'I don't know. It just means the investigation was in the right direction.'
Otherwise, there's no way I'm bothering to stake out here.
"Damn, did they notice the tail?
"We were far enough away, and I thought that wasn't supposed to happen. And they were just kids, weren't they?"
"Even so, it would be our job to investigate suspicious people. Even if it's a kid, we'll keep chasing him till his suspicions clear."
"I know. Next time you see him, let's get close and hit the trace."
One is a man in his early 30s who grew an inert mustache, with a middle middle middle meat and a pierced loch.
The other is a tall teenager in his mid-20s, somewhat muscular with a child's face.
If you look nearby like this, they both look very similar to Bay, the gatekeeper of 'Rusty Sword'.
Was he a soldier after all?
By the way, trace it?
"It's magic that tracks magic. It lasts about a few hours, but anywhere in the city of Cassia, they figure out the exact location. It's not a great deal of magic in rank, so I wouldn't notice it that way if I got punched in '
Is that the simplified version of the magic guide you just gave me?
Even though there are limitations on the duration and detection range, it is troublesome that it does not require a physical object unlike a transmitter.
"From now on, it's harder to walk in the city."
Do you want to finish?
'No, you should stop that. If they disappear, they'll be more alert and less likely to move.'
The best thing to do is to take the mark off of us and create a situation where there are no humans exploring the territory.
If those two disappear, they'll be teaching our existence up there in the dark.
'... it's a big deal'
Show Karina tilting her neck to say it with a serious face.
"At that age, professional intelligence face-loser situational judgment ability, if not Leonard's favorite, would have scouted us"
"I used to say that to a scumbag who tried to kill me without asking questions."
'Cause for once I knew I wasn't the enemy. Otherwise, we're both done here.'
Totally, say something noisy.
He cuts his gaze from Karina in disdain and turns his attention to the example pair.
The man with the inert mustache was on his knees and somehow looking at the ground with his fingers.
That's just where we were fighting.
... This could be a little bad.
"Hey, look, it's a brand new footprint"
"Is this a woman's shoe... with two different kinds of footprints? Is one from the girl who was marking it"
"I guess, he's definitely been here"
The men look around for a moment.
He followed us to a place where we might be able to hide, and he began to look for us.
'... what to do, kill?
'So I'm telling you no... oh, no more. I can't help it. I'm coming. "
"What are you doing?"
"Well, watch this."
Hmm, exhales one, shaping an image in the brain.
He's even younger than when he was a dealer in "Rusty Sword," he looks like an age-appropriate boy running around the city.
... All right, let's go.
I slap Lisha on the shoulder and tell her to keep her fingers on her lips. [M]
He nodded small after a few seconds, even though he could turn his soothing face.
I made sure of that. I kick up the crate on purpose.
"Um, I'm not even here. I thought it was this way..."
Two pairs of men look at this one at the same time, trembling and trembling.
Probably unconscious, but his hands were stretched to the sword of his hips.
"That, uncles, what are you doing here?
The men are making eye contact.
I guess I'm doing that calculation on how to round it up.
Come on, it's my stage from here.
Let's give these two a peaceful ride home.