Isaac

“Ow. My head. What is it? Where am I?”

Isaac groans at the headache, his arms and legs fixed on the X holder, and he looks around with his eyes wide open.

A small room tucked tightly into a white wall. In front of her eyes was a large desk and a chair, and beyond that was a door with a stable seat.

“That must have cost you money. ”

This amount of pure stallion prices will shake for a while if I just sell all the stalls here. Who am I to blame? I got beat up once, and I got beat up again.

The coat still hasn't come off, so it looks like a trick I've been prepared for. In case you were forced to take off your coat while you were sleeping, you painted a magic jewel with a ballpoint pen called the Queen's work.

Adhesive enchantment. It is a basic enchantment, but has been painted and activated on the shoulders and sides of the coat lining.

It's a paralyzing cliché. People should have visions, so I suddenly became depressed by praising myself on my back. We shouldn't have been kidnapped in the first place.

After closing his eyes for a moment and taking a deep breath, Isaac calmly begins to judge his situation.

Currently abducted. Limb ligature. The lens is unharmed. Looking up at his right hand, he thinks, and the ballpoint pen shows itself on his forefinger.

Good. There's still one way to reverse it. The problem is that without cigarettes, it's useless...... They won't be able to torture you because of your coat, so let's see how they get out. No, but why did you kidnap me? Is that money? Is that not enough for you? Or do you want to be exclusive?

I'm willing to do what I want if I ask for it, but I have no idea why I used the means to kidnap it.

“Ha. I want a cigarette. ”

When Isaac mutters, the door opens and the Black Wizard I met at the mine is here.

“Huh? Why didn't you take off your gear? ”

“I can't help but wonder what you did. ”

“Wonderful. Is this the power of the queen's work? ”

“Most likely. ”

Looking at the two people talking about it, the man smiled at Isaac as if he only knew.

“Hey! You're up. Good morning."

The man sits in a chair, and the Black Wizard establishes it afterwards, Isaac says.

“Let's just say, did you really need to kidnap her? ”

“Huh? What do you mean? Of course we should kidnap them. We're evil Black Wizards. ”

The man pointed to the Black Wizard standing behind him as if to say something, and Isaac explained again to the two of them what he had said to Transter with a annoying look on his face. The more I listened to Isaac, the more distorted the appearance of the Black Wizard became. However, the man listened to Isaac as if it were exciting, and as soon as Isaac finished, he started laughing.

“Puhaha! This guy, he's a real prize! ”

The man chuckles as the Black Wizard frowns, smiling at Isaac.

“Well, I can't help it. I am Ishmael, leader of the Dark Heat. ”

“…… What's Dark Heat? ”

“Let's just say it's a secret organization in Central. ”

“That means it's not officially Central. ”

Ishmael looks back at the Black Wizard and says, "What a pity."

“Look at that. You're bluffing with words. It's not uncommon for him. Don't you think I could persuade him? ”

Ishmael's grumbling opinions show that the Black Wizard is barely recovering.

“Even the Black Wizard made a deal and when he saw the gap, he was a man who beat his ass for less than a day. Are you confident in controlling it? ”

“Hmph. I'm not sure. ”

“Hey, let's get this straight. Did you really think that this body, a first-rate knight from college, and the mayor of New Port City, would actually be in league with the Dark Wizard? The Black Wizard can go behind my back. Isn't that right?”

Isaac asks Ishmael for his consent, and Ishmael nods in sympathy.

“Aye. Of course. It's a reward for cheating, robbing, betraying, and killing the Black Wizards all you want. ”

“ ……. ”

Ishmael's expression distorts.

“And take off that shell for now. There is a procedure, and no matter how close we get, we still have to follow it. ”

“… OK. ”

Ishmael says, "The Black Wizard is in the shadows and disappearing," and the middle-aged man appears for the first time.

“That's amazing.”

“That's it? The others were shocked and shaken. ”

“Well? Is there something shocking about me? ”

Ishmael chuckles in a joyful manner as Isaac grumbles.

“Oh, it's been such a long time since I've had this much fun. But it's work. Let's get started. Name. ”

As Ishmael interrogates, Isaac grumbles as he puts a piece of paper on his desk.

“Well, what do you want me to do? I'm Isaac Rondat, a first-rate knight from the college and a New Port City lieutenant. ”

“Name.”

“Huh?"

Ishmael doesn't pretend to hear what he has to say, and asks again, Isaac frowns.

“Name.”

“I told you.”

Ishmael gestures at the middle-aged man as if he had anticipated Isaac's reaction, and the middle-aged man nods and goes out.

“I don't know why everyone reacts the same way. But you're a better man. I have a friend who can help me understand. It'll be nice to see you. ”

Ishmael says, as Isaac rolls his head to understand his intentions, a middle-aged man comes inside with a man who has been redeemed like Isaac. He leaves the redeemed man by Isaac's side and goes out again.

“I don't know who that is. And did I have any friends? ”

Isaac turns his head and says to Ishmael, a face he doesn't remember. Ishmael stood up without smiling as if it was funny and lifted up his limp hair, which the middle-aged man brought, so that his face could be seen.

“This is a disappointing story. But you have to remember the face of a man who almost wiped out the city. ”

I looked back at Ishmael's words, but I still don't know who he is.

“I've never seen you before. ”

“Phew. Rude. Don't you remember the Dagger? ”

“Oh! That idiot? ”

Ishmael nods as if he just remembered.

“Then why is he my friend? ”

“He's not your friend. Hey, wake up. ”

Isaac speaks, and Ishmael slaps the unconscious Dogman on the cheek. Isaac frowns at Ishmael's striking behavior, a toothpiece protruding.

No matter how abandoned he is, he is the firstborn son of Duveron. If the Marquis finds out, he won't hesitate, but he's either a powerful force that doesn't need to be considered by the Marquis or he's already spoken to the Marquis.

Neither was good news for Isaac. As if he had regained consciousness from Ishmael's constant beating, the potter groans faintly.

Then Ishmael stopped beating and sat back in the chair, sparkling his eyes and looking at Isaac and Dagon with an interesting gaze.

Isaac realizes that a man's groaning is not a groaning in pain, but a weak murmur. I couldn't understand it at first. As I became clearer and clearer, Isaac's expression became stiff.

This can't be happening. That's impossible. You heard wrong. Isaac denied it desperately. What you can't hear in this world. The words that came out of a man's mouth were known to all kindergarteners in the previous world.