My Glasses Will Be Able to Conquer the Whole World, I Suppose.

Have you been walking the boulevard alone since you came to Crozheit?

As always, they are people who go on narrow paths and are quite busy.

The weather is nice, and I'll take my time watching things.

It's definitely the main entrance where I came from, and the blacksmith town is the other way around... from the entrance to the back compartment.

It's early to tell a roof that ignores the terrain, but along the road it will take a little longer. You only know the general direction in the first place, so you don't know the directions to go the shortest.

Well, shall we go slowly, including that?

- Speaking of which, what's happened to Lisse since then?

Last night, I arrived home with Grandma Adiro with Lisse in the restaurant, but how did Lisse move after that?

First of all, I don't think it moved from night to night.

But there's a good chance I'll meet up with the Florentine in the Glades.

The taboo is still prominent. It would be as much in my ear as information anywhere.

Plus, because they half-killed that Zed and kicked him out of the city. Wouldn't Florentine be a rumor all over the city?

... Is that it?

Rumors all over the city?

Sure, I didn't get any specifics or personal names, but Florentine busted Zed, okay?

The taboo itself is rare, but if you limit it to "taboos that can defeat Zed," you should be squeezed.

So I'm pretty sure.

If so, could Florentine be targeted by Zed's people?

…………

- Not good!

When I turned my heels back, I ran straight to the ghetto.

I think Florentine would be fine. I think it's okay.

Because she's really strong.

But that's the story of a decent bump.

If the other person finds out he's strong and still wants to retaliate, there's quite a way to do it.

There are as many ways as there are to tailor a strong man as it is poison in a trap.

If this is around Lisse, Cellier or Sash, I'll let it go...... no... I'll look for it once and about to confirm it, but not just Florentine.

Even if they say it's sweet, taking care of younger people is something to look after. Because that's how I was raised, and I want to give you back as much as I care for you.

"- Hey. This is... Wait a minute!

"- Hugh. Lady, hang out with your uncle...... wait!

"- Hey there glasses! You're from around here... Hurry up! Stop!"

Just breaking a few alleys off the boulevard makes the surrounding buildings extremely crude and run-down.

Looks like it's going to be a ghetto from around here.

Running past me, ignoring and avoiding the people involved in blocking me, …… stop.

I hope he ran, but I don't have any information.

I don't have any information to get to Florentine from here.

I can't possibly walk aloud calling my name, and my body of "looking for someone specific" would be a gap that someone would put into it in the first place.

Looking around, if the alleys are narrow too, they're in, and honestly I'm not sure where they are right now.

From above, the buildings and roads are irregular, and I thought they were getting in, but it's like a maze if you actually get in.

And the gaze you feel from the shadows, etc.

I don't know what the reason is, but I'm definitely being watched. Well, it doesn't matter if it's someone you know enough.

It's just that watching means you're even on guard.

If you honestly ask someone who's on guard, they won't tell you anything.

- Then... is there a limited number of hands I can take?

I don't know if it works as a store, but I went into the store-like building where the sign appeared.

... Is this an old fashioner? Clothes full of twigs are hung from worn clothes, or boots with holes, etc. are cluttered and rolled around the corner of the floor.

Once the odor prevention and insect repellent smell is unique, it doesn't seem that the clothes sold are worn out or have a bad odor.

And it is odor- and insect-proof because it is a product (...).

Which means it functions as a store.

"- Hey."

An old lady sitting in the back looked at me and laughed nigga. I knew I was wearing worn out clothes.

"Ma'am, may I help you? Nice clothes. I'll buy it expensive."

Would you like to buy more?

…………

Oh, you mean that.

He said he'd buy me clothes here and trade them for money and worn clothes. And as a resident of the Glades, you'll be dressed as you deserve.

I guess the one who just came to this city with nothing is the first place to rely.

Well, that's good.

I am not having trouble with my clothes.

"I'm looking for Mr. Zed, you know?

I can't give you Florentine's name.

I can't even give you information that I'm looking for a taboo.

If so, we'll just have to come up with a "name that's no wonder whoever's looking".

Zed wouldn't be surprised who's looking.

He's the leader of a criminal group.

Last night, Florentine and Zed were definitely involved.

That's not a half-breed way to get involved either.

You must have been more disappointed and deeply involved than I was when a little cause was born.

If you look for Zed now, you can meet Florentine on the way to Zed, or you'll get as much information as you want.

"Huh? Why?

The look on the old lady's face...... doesn't change. It stays nasty.

"I don't know. Yeah, but maybe if you buy me something, I'll remind you?

Yeah.

It's a waste of time, and as a "Zed Explorer" on top of that, I can't stay in this ghetto for very long. Because I will definitely get caught up in the rub.

When I dared approach my old lady, I whispered in the guise of the wind avoiding my surrounding eyes and ears.

"- It's used by Ruru."

and returned the sealed wax of the letter deposited from Dinaut looking chilli.

The old lady's face... oh, changed. You've lost your grin. Good, you must have seen the seal on the wax and figured out whose use it was.

The manager of the whorehouse is still famous.

... Well, it's not a use for Zed at all. Because the letter was addressed to the ruler of Blacksmith City.

I know you haven't used it in a very praiseworthy way, but now it's top priority to see if Florentine is cheap or not.

I would not say that I would not choose the means for doing so...... but I would do some imposing. You should.

It's too late for that, because if anything happens, it won't be stylish.

"Is that an example rumor?

Instead of the grin disappearing, the old lady asks with a serious face. I don't know about your relationship with Zed, but there's going to be a shallow relationship to see this reaction.

"Yep. I've come to see what happened to Mr. Zed last night to make sure it's true and false... but most importantly, when he disappears, it seems like he thinks"

A bright red lie, though.

"It's bullshit."

Hmm?

"I don't even know the details.

It's just that if anything really happened to that “bad kid," there wouldn't be any rumors spread about this hand. Obviously, it's some kind of purposeful and spreading demeanor.

Otherwise, the people in this city are moving. Including me. There's a lot of trouble with that bad boy gone. "

... right.

Residents here and Zed, I don't know how deeply involved you are.

But Zed seems to have a good face in this city.

But isn't it true, ruler?

Well, the neighborhood is fine.

If you're saying the information that Zed was half-killed and left the city is demeaning.

I thought I did it, and Florentine didn't actually do it.

"By the way, I heard about Mr. Zed getting hit by this abominable child."

I shook up the conversation just in case - my old lady laughed a little.

"It's true they did it. Come on. They were so flashy that they smashed every building in the back."

Oh, are they doing it? Oh, yeah.

…………

I mean, Zed wasn't half-killed, but he said he was somewhat hit.

The dissemination of information was made deliberate, and Zed has not left the city. There's something behind it.

... Hmm.

"Is everything we're talking about true now?

And then there's whether or not this old lady is telling the truth.

"You're not willing to rub it with the ruler of Whorehouse City. That would be the same for that“ bad kid ". I don't want to be hostile to you.

I just don't know where the bad boy is. If you want to give me a letter, I want you to tell me otherwise. "

... Doesn't look like he's lying, though.

"By the way, where is the abomination of the problem?

"I think I'm in an orphanage. You didn't hear me say it moved. If you want to see me, go."

Orphanage...... is that where Florentine is now?

"Yes."

"Yes?"

"Information fees. I'm guessing the use from Whorehouse City didn't buy the information for free, huh?

...... hmm. I just don't have a loose eye.

I took the money out of the escort fee that Lady Seville was giving me, and I left the old clothes store.

The fact that you asked for an information fee means that what that old lady told you is really true.

Unlike information, you would think about coming to some sort of retaliation later.

It doesn't look like it's coming out of hand.

I asked because I was proud to give you information that you could give me money for. Probably.

"... All right"

I got the information I needed.

If that information on Zed is demanding, Florentine will be fine. If you ask around and find out where you are, I think it's all right.

... It's okay, I think.

But, well, I've come this far because of you, and I guess I'll just look at your safe face.

I also asked where the orphanage is at once, so let's go for a minute.

I guess this was the failure to think about it.

"- Secure OOOOOOOO!!

Huh.

When we found the orphanage-like building and approached it.

Suddenly, more than twenty people came out of the shadows and alleys, surrounding me in an instant, in line with a soaring "secure" voice.

... Huh? What is this?

I mean... this is the second time I've done this.