Legend

"Oh, man. Where the hell are you taking me? What a place like this..."

Geiska's words echo on a dark path.

The only thing in the sky is the light of the moon and the stars, and there's nothing like a magic item of light like what was in Geiska's mansion, such a path.

Besides, there were signs that there were still a lot of people awake, even though it was time for the date to change because this was close to Slam Street.

Geiska works out to some extent, but that's only to some extent.

That's why, like the adventurers... or the military, if they were as trained as those who make battle work, they wouldn't have to imitate whether they were in front of them or particularly frightened, like they were watching what was going on around them.

But that was only a story if we were working out, and it was impossible to tell Geiska now to do that.

Whatever you do, people like Geiska rarely have to do something like that on their own.

That's what if you want to avoid being known to others like you did when you hired a black wolf...... and so on.

So it was an event I absolutely wanted to avoid walking down these paths that I had never been through before.

"Hehe. Are you afraid of this level of darkness? You see, there are moon and star lights here, and I don't think it's that much of a concern."

The words out of the mouth of the intermediary man have a provocatively stained color somewhere.

Originally, pointing a word like this at Geiska doesn't make sense...... on the contrary, it would just piss me off.

That is why, if this is the mansion of the Marquis Seysor, there is no way that anyone listening to Geiska's orders, starting with Deotres, would allow such an attitude.

... Most of all, Deotres has already disappeared from the Marquis Seysor family, but Geiska unfortunately doesn't know that.

If you knew that, maybe Gaiska felt something suspicious, too.

Either way, Geiska opens her mouth again when she is irritated by the words that came out of the guide's man's mouth, but she can't show any more blatant imitation.

"There's no way I'd be scared of this much darkness. All I'm trying to say is, what brings me... to a place like this where I'm a member of the Marquis Seisole?"

"Ahhh..."

To Gaiska's words, the guide man whines small in his mouth alone.

No way, because I didn't think I'd say that here.

Needless to say, this is Slam Street. In other words, there are a large number of people in need of gold, and to such people the realization becomes that Geiska is an aristocrat, which is the one who can take them away and put them in gold.

If so, it's nothing but a suicidal act if it's normal to say such things here.

...... though, that's only a story if Geiska is the only one on the spot.

"Master Geiska, I'll hurry. For the people here, Master Gaiska is like a jewel. If you're on the spot badly, you can't stop trying to get it by any means you want."

Did you feel satisfied that it was described as a gem, Gaiska wipes out the look, even slightly frightened, a little while ago, and smiles with a satisfied look.

"Right. Am I a gem?... Well, I guess so. If you live in a place like this, it's not strange that my presence seems like a glorious sun."

"... right"

You didn't think your words would make Geiska feel good so far, the man struggles a little to hide his inner twitch.

(Gems, huh. That's a nasty gem. Less, I don't want. That's a gem)

Even with such thoughts, there is nothing like expressing it on your face from your experience as an intermediary, smiling and nodding back.

"In the meantime, we can't give jewelry to the likes of you here, so let's hurry."

"Hmm, is that what it is? I thought it was imperative for a gem like me to show it to many."

Gaiska snorted satisfactorily at the man's words and told him so, but the inhabitants of Slam Street who heard the words, that's what moves to expose their frustration.

Many never have better feelings for the existence of nobility than being in such a place.

Even so, if they say and act like this and ask me if I can tolerate it, I won't be able to do it first.

Some people try to show up to hit Geiska with such frustration they have... but stop moving just before that.

I understand that because I'm a resident of Slam Street, that danger.

If we'd left here, we'd probably be dead for sure.

It is not Gaiska... who does it, but the miserable man who is with him.

Those who perceived it were annoyed by Geiska, but eventually silenced without saying anything more, and hid in the building again.

I guess Geiska didn't know that there was such an exchange.

The intermediary man, while thinking of a troublesome imitation, didn't mean to say anything more than he was the one who spoke of the jewels.

"Well, let's just say we're going. Some of you are waiting for Gaiska."

To the words, Geiska, who was in a good mood, is slightly offended.

Despite the fact that he was holding himself up as a jewel, obviously there was a man as an intermediary who said he was waiting for him because he truly said he was better than himself.

But Geiska, who tries to express dissatisfaction with the man in the intermediary, puts up with it.

... If the others, starting with Deotres, had found out about it, they would definitely have been surprised.

Because a man known to many as Geiska was not one who could bear such patience.

I guess that's why I was so anxious not to have someone I could count on like Deotres in a place like this.

"Mm-hmm. Okay. So what if we hurry? I don't want to be in a place like this forever either.... but for once, I'm guessing this isn't the kind of place to show me around?

"Yeah, of course. I don't know if I can say that Master Geiska deserves it, but I'll be ready whenever possible. I was wondering if there was anything to be disappointed in."

To that word, Geiska turns her gaze of suspicion only for a moment.

Most of all, the gaze of suspicion was not that the man in the intermediary was deceiving himself, but simply that he could give him the hospitality he deserved properly.

The man in the intermediary also understands that he is being turned such a gaze.

However, Ning Lo was not really suspicious, but rather that degree of gaze... and Ning Lo was happy to accept such gaze.

Either way, those two went down the road... through the street with several digging huts around them, I eventually saw a house.

Such a house, not big enough to call it a mansion, but not very much, but unlikely to be in such a slum city.

The house stands out only because the building around it - I don't know if I would call it - is a building.

"This house... is this where you were talking about?

"Hey. you who are here will wait for Master Geiska. I was wondering if you could help me with this one."

What does this one mean? That was obvious without even thinking about it.

In other words, it would have been an attempt to prepare a reward for payment to the Black Wolf.

Or he could have said something about the very hostility he had with Ray.

Geiska doesn't even know exactly how far you're talking about it. I don't know... but there's only one thing that needs to be said about Geiska right now.

Most importantly, Geiska himself doesn't take that for granted.

Ning Lo, it wasn't strange to want to say that, to thank you for being able to help yourself.

... Still, I have the distinction of not just saying such things on this occasion.

Nevertheless, I guess Geiska is the one who still hasn't been able to hide the feelings that are entirely in him.

"Master Geiska, let's get in, shall we?

"Oh."

Nodding at the words, Geiska heads home.

But along the way, Fujikasuka notices a certain amount.

That's because... I couldn't see a guard anywhere.

I can't even see the gatekeeper anywhere.

If this wasn't Slam Street, it wouldn't have been surprising either.

But this is Slam Street.

That's the lot of people in need of money, and that's why it's only surprising that no one in the house has a guard.

"Hey, no one on guard left?

"Yeah, don't be stupid like thinking about entering this mansion. If there is... it's probably just the guy who just came to Anesis"

I have strong confidence in the words of the man who tells me so.

That is the attitude as if to affirm so, that whoever is here has nothing like attacking this House no matter what.

While Geiska has some doubts about those words, she has nothing more to say.

I guess it's because I understand that there's no point in what I say in the current situation.

"Right. Then who is in this house? Let's look forward to that."

It was half-strengthened, but still seemed valid only this time.

It was only that Gaiska thought so, and I had no idea if it actually worked, though.

Anyway, there's no way Geiska won't even enter the house more than she's come this far.

We can't imitate going home to the Marquis Seysor without any souvenirs like this, because we've already done more harm to those in the Marquis Seysor mansion.

In fact, if Geiska came back to the mansion with a handful of souvenirs, Zaskar would never do anything to forgive Geiska.

That was natural, too.

To hire an armed assassin to raid Ray, he tries to replace the mansion in an important location called Anesis with gold, and when it is discovered and made prudent, he leaves the mansion with his inexperienced opponent.

That, too, is harmful to the inhabitants of the Mansion… who are serving the Marquis Seysor family.

Geiska ordered me not to kill him, but while the man obeyed those words in appearance, some lives were intentionally taken.

That was an attempt to prevent Geiska from returning to the Marquis Seysor family, but unfortunately Geiska has not noticed it.

I don't think this man who guides me would do any harm to me.

Whatever you do, you assume that you are… absolutely right to draw noble blood, and this man obeys you.

"Well, come on in."

Open the door to the house, and the man welcomes Gaiska into the house.

When a man sees his face looking at him, he was somehow a guyska with a cold spine, but that tells the man in front of him... and not because he's afraid of this house itself, but simply because it's cold in winter, he steps out.

When I walked into the house that way, it was a pretty unexpected sight that was spreading there.

No, it was unexpected in many ways at the point that this house was in Slam Street.

But as far as this sight goes right now, whatever you do, you can't get your hands on the detour. Such thoughts come to mind in Geiska.

Of course, that's only what Geiska thinks, and it's possible if we actually want to move on to action.

Nevertheless, no matter what you do first, you can't stay scared and aware of it.

Breathe small, breathe to calm yourself down, and vomit.

There was a strange certainty in Geiska that he could not move properly, even if he did something in the present situation.

Therefore, I needed to calm down.

Thus, once again, Geiska turns her attention to the sight in front of her.

It doesn't seem worthy of being in Slam Street... on the contrary, it's a bunch of stunning dishes that I've hardly even seen in Geiska.

That's what if they say this is a museum, it doesn't seem strange to be convinced of that...... such a sight.

"... Am I dreaming?

So whining Geiska's words flowed everywhere... as if they had been eaten by a host of different condiments.