Legend

It was Beaune who reacted with Pickle to the word out of Elaine's mouth that the Marchelles were involved in this case.

I guess there were a lot of things that I thought would involve the Marchelles in this case, too, if I tried to be a Büne.

Vihera opens her mouth instead of such a beaune.

"The Marstells? How can you say all that?

"That's what I felt when I met the owner of the Marchelle family in person..."

That's how Elaine answers Vihella's query, clapping her shoulders small before continuing her words.

"There is certainly some circumstantial evidence. For example, the Levisole family, which was turning to the abnormal species, had already killed all the researchers when the Silva family went to the laboratory. With the Levisole family and the Silva family at war, there wouldn't be as much force that could imitate such a big deal, would there?

There are, of course, several other organizations behind the three houses. It would be natural given that it is a place where wealth gathers, a labyrinth city.

But still, the most likely, and doubtful, was the Marstells.

In the first place, the Marstells are descendants of the Wizard, among the parties that found the dungeon in this Exil. Naturally, I still have one or two steps out of the way than other houses when it comes to magic, because normally it's not strange to be suspicious either about producing abnormal species or first.

"Besides, this may be a little too much of a cliché... it was in Slam Street that there was a laboratory to produce abnormal species. And it was also near Slam Street that Esetus and the others were attacked this time. I can't deny it if Slam City says it's just right to do things with this hand, but there's something convincing about Vihera's association with the raid."

"Then get to the Marchelle house quickly!

Esetus, who was listening to Elaine, said so and stood up...... he can be stopped by Nakt, who was sitting next to him.

"Calm down. This is only a superimposition of speculation on speculation. There is no conclusive evidence."

While telling Esetus that, Nact regrets that he has managed to catch even one of the opponents who attacked him.

(That way, I managed to extract the information and pass it on to the Silva family, so I could get a big name.)

It was Nact whining inside like that, but Vihera opens her mouth just because it doesn't matter.

"Well, the story's all wrapped up, and it's time to go"

"Where are you going?

"It's decided. I need to know who attacked you."

"No, that's why I don't have that information..."

Even as Nact tries to keep the words going, Vihera waves her neck to the side, stops the words, and smiles.

"You stopped by before you came to this inn, didn't you? I asked a familiar informant to tell me about the men who were there and gather information."

Hearing the words, Nact remembers Vihera stopping by to say she had business before heading to the inn.

The same is true of Esetus, who opens his mouth as he turns his surprise gaze toward Vihera.

"Is that that digging cabin!? Even so, I can't believe it was moving so fast..."

"Of course not. Anyway, the sooner it's this hand, the better.... but I'm not the informant, I'm the beaune handler."

Vihera smiles and turns her gaze to Bühne.

But the person who was gazed at said that he didn't seem particularly concerned and still drank fruit water slowly.

(In the first place, how was Büne interacting with an informer to end his communication with a word of 'n'?

That kind of question springs up inside Fumi Ray, but I just have to get up if I can't take the time here right now anyway.

There was no reason not to move here, even as Ray, if we could solve the matter of the anomalous species at all quickly, while there was a problem of time regarding the survival of Teevia.

Most importantly, Ray himself has just come out of the dungeon and is somewhat tired.

"However, if there's anything unusual about the species, you might want to pass on the information to the Silva family as well."

Tell him so, look around but shake his neck right next to him.

Myself and Elaine, Vihera, are the main force in this group militarily, and Büne hates the Silva family. Because the two men, Esetus and Nact, decided that they would never get through more than heading to rescue Teevia.

"Nothing. One of us wouldn't have to go, would we? You can have the employees of this inn give you a message. This is a luxury inn, so you can handle that, right?

"That's what I was thinking too... isn't that a little dangerous?

On the way to the Silva family, there is also the possibility that the person who attacked Esetus and the others for fear of passing on the information will get their hands on….

But Vihera shakes her neck to the side towards such a ray.

"Inns like this naturally have guards who are proud of their arms. You can ask them to come with you or to escort themselves."

Eventually, the plan was adopted, and a line left the inn after writing to Bosc with information to inform him.

"Seems conspicuous enough... okay, this?

As I walk around the city, Essethus shrugs concerned that my gaze from around me continues to be directed.

It is true that the line of appearance is noticeable and gathers a gaze.

However, that gaze is not otherwise malicious. No, I'd even say it's preferable.

... although nearly half of that gaze is directed at Seto and Yellow, and the other half at Elaine and Vihera.

I guess because the former is a gaze at an adorable being, and the latter is naturally an incredible beauty if only in terms of appearance.

However, in the case of Vihela, because many people have been able to rub it before for some reason, there is also a slight mixed gaze of awe.

"So, where's that informer?

Vihera also opens her mouth without any concern for the admiration and awe gaze towards her own beauty, which she asks Elaine as she scratches up her longitudinal roll of golden hair, whether she has already been paralyzed after years of being turned to the same gaze.

"We just got into the back street a little bit more from here. I did all that conspicuous imitation, so at the very least, there's got to be an investigation into which way it went. That way, we can focus on that escape direction."

"But, uh... don't they think about the area more than just running, too, and deliberately wandering around?

Ethetus asks as he wipes his forehead sweat with his arm in the same heat when he says it's time for the sun to head west.

But what came back to that was a surprise look.

It's not just Vihera, either. Elaine, Ray, and even Biune, who rarely moves her expression, have her eyes open small.

"Hey, what is it? Is it crazy if I use my head so much!? Let's go faster than that. I'm worried about Teevia."

I threw up when I said it was out of my mind, and I hurried ahead.

"Take it easy. Even if you panic here, you'll just please them. Maybe he's still looking at us from somewhere."

"... is that true?

"Probably. But if there's a Ceto, he'll be able to get ahead without a problem."

"Gru?"

What? and Vihera, gently stroking Seto's head tilting his little neck, keeps calm and walks down the street.

Rather than heading under the information store, it's as if you're killing time looking at the stores around you.

"Mmm."

In such Vihera's words, Büne groaned, also meaning that he was right, and the line slowly went down the road, eventually entering the back street one by one.

After about 20 minutes, he had already come to a painting of a back alley with few people around him.

The largest ceto in the line, but I can say I was fortunate enough to still manage to walk freely enough.

Unlike the back alley near Slam Street, you'll get a lonely vibe somewhere because there aren't many people's streets around Slam Street.

Continue to follow the guidance of Vihela and Büne through that and eventually arrive at the digging cabin, which is still likely to collapse.

"... this is it?

He nods at Elaine's voice, who asks, when he also finds out that Esetus stopped here before heading to the Golden Wind Pavilion.

Nact's attitude is that he has not changed his expression in particular, and that he has no particular problems.

"That's right. … may I be there"

An old man in his 50s faces out the door to that word that Vihella uttered while gently knocking on the door.

The man, dressed crudely but fairly neatly, doesn't look like the kind of person who lives in a digging shed that is very, but still likely to collapse.

Such a man smiles happily and bows his head when he sees the face of the person he has been asking.

"Welcome, Miss Beaune, to that and Mr. Vihera... those two were Mr. Esetus and Mr. Nact, weren't they? And... oh, rare. Even Deep Red and the Princess General."

But the faces of Vihera and Buune, and of all but Seto and Yellow, distort astonishingly in the words that came out of their mouths.

Ray and Elaine were not only known by their alias Ray's deep red, but also by Elaine's alias.

And Esetus and Nact realized what Elaine was like with Ray.

Even if I didn't know it to my face, I knew exactly the alias General Princess. No, there will be none who live in the Kingdom of Mireana or who live around it and do not know the alias of the Princess General.

"Hih, princess...... General, dear?

"of the House of the Duke of Kelp..."

Elaine opens her mouth with a small sigh of sigh, pointing at Gigi, but in such a stiff motion that it seems to sound.

"Nothing. You don't have to be so unnecessarily awed. I'm not Elaine Kehler of the Knights of Kehler, I'm just here as Elaine."

Tell that to Esetus and Nact, who were now about to kneel, and breathe a small sigh before turning his gaze towards the man.

"He does seem to be an armed informer"

Elaine's own qualities have been stopped by the Alliance, and have not been extended by the Silva, Marchelle or Levisole families.

Some of you are adventurers, but you have been notified not to spread it among your guilds.

Of course, not all those who were told to do so would be completely silent, but there was still a very small number of people who had spread information about Elaine.

(Or maybe he knew me better than he was an informant.)

He whines inside and turns his gaze toward Bühne.

"Mmm."

To Elaine's gaze like that, Büne whines just one word, as usual.

At least not least, it was a delightful event for Elaine that Bühne herself did not behave like the Esetus and the others.

Convinced by a word out of Büne's mouth, Elaine turns her gaze once again to the old man in the informer.

"So now I know you know what I am, but what about the Raiders?

"Yeah. Of course I'm checking. I just know Ajito, but I just didn't know who he was in this short time. … but we can confirm that some of them are headed to interesting places"

"An interesting place?

The old man nods at Elaine's words when she asks him so.

If you are sensitive to people's signs... no, put so much hatred on your mouth that you have to realize even if you were blunt about the emotions in that hand.

"To the house of Marchelle, a giant mansion to the west of this Exil."

"I see, is this decisive that the Marstells are involved in this matter? So Schaffner's hand was still a prick?

"I don't know that. I'm pretty sure it's circumstantial evidence..."

An old man who manages to contain the hatred that overflows from his own insides.

I had decided it was dangerous to make a determination because I understood that there was that hatred.

Just a strange amount of hate for an informer to have. That was Elaine that bothered me, but before I opened my mouth, I was gazed at by Vihella and ended up mouthing.

It was because the gaze that was directed at me was the color of a plea, not like a battle desire or a struggle desire.