It is good to have been able to recognise that Mr. Sophia is cute.

The problem is the fake Akira. The old lady of the Dog Nation said that the fake Akira and other people were regular in that store, and recently headed to the Devil's Capital.

When I say regular, I mean I lived near this town.

And even though I lived in town, I could easily imagine that I had something to do and went to the Devil's City.

"Therefore, we know that we need to find their base in and around town as soon as possible."

- That's what Mr. Clemens, a former gendarme, said.

"I agree with Master Clemens, too. We do not hear about humans being newly summoned, etc., and there is no one who can summon humans other than our Majesty Hell Arche. In other words, it seems that the fake Akira is an agent of the human army."

"But the human army dares, too. I can't believe you're dignified into His Majesty's land."

"... seems to expose the shame in you, but that's all you're saying you neglected to defend yourself"

And discussions between Mr. Sophia and Mr. Clemens led me to report the presence of that fake Akira to the Gendarmerie and to find a base with the Gendarmerie that should be nearby.

Naturally, I can't do an inspection on the silver fly issue.

No, the proposed measures are out there, and they are being implemented. If you have doubts about the gendarmerie's ability to spy, you might want to swallow Mr. Clemens' suggestion to "organize a vigilante" as well.

Oh, more work.

More work but not more people. It doesn't increase my salary, and it somehow decreases when it comes to vacation.

It is a world of intellect.

And two days later.

A search for the gendarmerie led to the discovery of an unannounced and fake Akira stronghold, the original stronghold.

What really happened to the gendarmerie when they were in a position to be discovered?

Is it each other who thinks the most "I can't believe there's a human spy"?

Me and Mr. Sophia, Mr. Clemens, and Mr. Wakaiya interrupted the Gendarmerie investigation and tried to get inside the cabin together.

Thanks to the former Clemens Gendarmerie for letting me in so well.

He said something about my surveillance, but he's very cooperative. I wondered and asked,

"The extreme humiliation of not noticing the presence of enemy intelligence agents and being detected before a barracks station... I will always show this stigma with snow...!

Apparently.

Well, the silver fly problem also requires collaboration between the gendarmerie and the barracks station, which means it could be a good opportunity.

Fake Akira's former base was full of interesting stuff.

Radios, radios, generators, bookshelves that would have had tons of materials and books, and dishes for two on the verge of rotting food, etc. Furthermore,

"This is a garment for the birds, isn't it? Apparently, that old woman is right, there's no doubt that traitors like Colette are spying on her."

What a thing.

I envy you, fake Akira, that you lived alone in this mountain hut with a pretty crow girl!

"... Dear Akira?

"Hmm. Apparently the base is completely abandoned. As for the radios, both the sender and receiver have been completely destroyed, and when you see that the bookshelf is Succaracane, you can consider this one disposed of. How do you procure substitutes?"

I'm desperately off topic because Mr. Sophia is about to read my mind.

Not at all, why is there such a machine? We'll have to air it, but this place should be quite far from the front line.

That means there's an aircraft flying all the way from the front line to here.

Maybe fake Akira also came here airborne down.

If so, fake Akira is a specially trained twa thing. More reliable than the real Akira. And then there's a pretty girl under the roof.

"Dear Akira? It doesn't make sense to change the subject, but the destination is the same, right?

"... I'll remember the liver"

That's right, my Mr. Sophia is excellent. Isn't spy talent more than fake Akira because he can read people's minds?

"Cohon. But Dear Akira, I'm not sure what the transmitter is, but don't you worry about the receiver?

"Hmm? Why is that?

"Look, there's definitely something like random number broadcasting..."

"Oh. Should I have a radio? With that, I can pick up the radio waves... No, if it's a simple transmitter or receiver, can it fit in the bag size..."

A colonel in the intelligence department who would go after a girl who came down from some sky and eventually go blind with a pitiful scream should have had it. Probably have something similar, a fake Akira.

But I'm pretty sure what was at the base here was a pretty authentic radio.

To the generator, a transmitter that seems to have high output.

There is a large antenna outdoors that can be picked up by distant radios as well, which is disguised as a mobile phone antenna in this land, and you can't even notice it at first glance.

Whatever you think, it's not an easy substitute to throw away.

Destroyed by the way, but this alone is well worth it.

With that said, Mr. Yayoi was interested in radio waves.

Shall we ask the convoy to disassemble and carry this? If it's difficult to disassemble, you can force me to say it and have the storage magic used around Mr. Downish in SS.

You won't be able to get as much scientific power from now on as you do from mankind, but that doesn't mean you won't do research.

It also depends on the Gendarmerie and the Intelligence Agency around there......

"Stay put, it's pointless to be here any longer. Director Akitsu, shouldn't it be time to go back?

"Mr. Clemens is right, let's go back. To the town, not to the Devil's City."

Things are happening.

If a thief enters the Devil's Capital, it will prevent His Majesty from sleeping.

It's not the station's original job, but it's hard to get bounced off by a fake Akira as a real Akira. Mostly to clear the eyes of suspicion from Mr. Sophia!