The unpleasant smell, like a mixture of rotten smell and the stench of big piss, makes my nose thin.
The lacquer peeled off, broken pottery in the corner of the alley that exposed the land of the bricks, and the skins of the fruits were dumped unwrought, and the feathers wanted to soar countless featherworms.
- This is further from downtown and colorful streets, near the entrance to what is said to be a slum.
"So, I wonder if it's in the back of this, where that person is screwing around"
"Yes, but come on...... it's tighter than this, Brother Will"
Dee, a sleigh girl with gray hair, turns to face.
Now I was asking her to take me to a place in the Glades.
... For once, I don't know where the story leaks to Specular, so don't tell Lunaria that I have a connection to the Defenders.
"I already know you're strong. That's why Atashi doesn't, so it's really a hoarding place for the bad guys from behind. Later when it's hard to see…"
"Uh..."
Though I asked because I didn't think of anyone else I knew who was familiar with around here.
"I knew there was an implicit code or something? You don't sell neighbors, you draw troublemakers in, you get sanctioned, that sort of thing."
"... there is"
This might have been a little sweet for me. [M]
I can't even drive an older young girl any further into directing her to a dangerous area...... but what's going on?
Stop and start thinking a little.
- I reiterate, assassination is difficult.
The Maynard Prefect, whose demon has taken his place, is protected by powerful cleric warriors serving the Vault God.
I don't think assassination is the shortest route - and if there were Meneldor in addition to Mr. Samuel here, even if we decided to assassinate him, we would be able to afford to succeed.
Unfortunately, Menel is involved in the reconstruction of Flower Country (Rossdoll) and is headed to his hometown, the Great Forest of Erin.
And speaking of which, Brad taught me at least to acquire the skills around it, but I haven't been polishing them much in the last few years.
Beyond gaining a social position as the Holy Knight, "sneaking" or "unlocking illegally," let alone "scratching my neck off my back" practice, is not very good to hear.
I had to take that into account and refrain from being put on the divine shrine as the flag of the southern development.
And it's natural, but people can't be masters without practicing how.
Let some magic make it up to you, and it would be suspicious if you could escape the protection of the temple with all that.
At a time like this, I'm made to recognise that I relied a lot on Menel.
If I can make it home safely, I'll pay for dinner.
... we have to do something about it by other means than assassination, than we can assassinate it either way.
While it is the position of the Holy Knight, the hero, who is the next leading proposition to accuse the Precinct Manager of being replaced by a demon, the accusation is uncertain at the moment.
Specular, who replaced Maynard precinct chief, has taken a perfect position for the Defenders without a hesitation.
Here, obviously, His Highness Ethel, the banner of the Pioneers, or his direct subordinate, I said, "That man, he's the devil! Why don't you say something like that?"
It could be honestly "it's what people like them say, so I'll check it out once, though it might be rude".
But on the contrary, "Isn't the Pioneers trying to plunge our precinct chief with some kind of conspiracy...? It is also likely that".
Specular will guide you to such a development, and if you enter the flow, you will become solid because there is a sense of decency as an organization over there.
Assuming that happens, it's pretty hard to override.
From the thunderous god Vault, it would be nice to be able to expect help with revelations and such, but basically, the gods' interference in this world is limited.
Frequently encountered here as "The Wood Spirit (Echo)" or "The Carrying (Herald)", although the senses are kind of dull, the gods do not show their faces in this world.
It is also possible that this occasion saw me, the apostle of Gracefield, the daughter goddess, and my best friend Samuel, the apostle of Wor god, moving and decided that it was a "matter in progress to deal with, a matter to be resolved".
Let's not over-expect it because it's not really a hopeless situation with no hands or feet.
Rather, it would be better to think of something called a worse possibility than that kind of expectation.
What if, for example, Specular held Maynard precinct chief before he was replaced and kept him alive somewhere?
If I'm in Specular's shoes, how do I 'use' it?
… maybe use all means to manipulate the "Taboo Word", the protection and allusion of evil gods as it is.
And when I get the charges, "I'll prepare a proper place for verification publicly," etc., and I'll buy some time by saying something like that, and I'll have the "original precinct chief" on the spot.
While the human precinct chief is undoubtedly being inspected, he turns himself into a precinct chief's squire and so on to avoid inspections and re-become the precinct chief of the boardstone once again after winning Shilo.
A social counter-attack to the Holy Knights, who are blind to finishing, pointing fingers at the useless confusion caused by suspicious doubts - is it around?
One of my servants will be missing, but I can only say, "That must have been the pioneering spy, including His Royal Highness the King's brother, and that's why he disappeared."
If you're brought into such a muscle, you can't apply a little hand.
So if I were to press charges, I'd like to do it under circumstances where I'm almost certain that "the word is quite convincing and the check is carried out immediately".
However, if the demon threat is the familiar South Frontier Continent (Southmark),
On the surface there in this peaceful "Teardrop Capital (Iliastia)," he said, "That man is being replaced by a demon!" is difficult to recognize as a matter to be checked immediately.
Humans have a dull sense of crisis if they get used to peace.
I mean, the point is, at the moment, peace is the problem. We have to do something about this. When I say that, though it's kind of noisy.
Whatever it is for that matter - and that's when Samuel and I checked the plan we worked out.
"Nah."
"Ah..."
"Ho."
It was the threesome that had been tangled up in Dee that had turned the corner of the alley.
They just ran into me, though they're catching my face.
"Hello."
I smiled as much as I could and called out to them.
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They named themselves Rod, Todd and Gini.
He is a rough brother of protruding things, and as an adventurer, he tried to raise a flag in the Southern Frontier Continent. It is good though...
From the first hand, a fierce warcraft scattered the party and retreated lifelessly.
After that, I was not lucky enough to frustrate myself. I worked as a sailor and traveled to and from the continent, but I rubbed it on the ship I worked for and fired it.
Since then, they have turned their jobs around, and at last they have wrapped camels in poorly patterned places, even in the slums.
"…… what a typical scum."
"Ugh!
Three brothers yelling at Dee for saying a lot of hard stuff.
As violent as ever.
"Ma, if I said it with a lot of scum, I'd have a similar athlete!
"Huh?"
"Omei is still young, so you have a future. The future."
"Let the Holy Knight help you."
... Maybe the roots aren't such bad people.
"So the Holy Knight caught us..."
"Whoa, what are we going to do?
"I don't know what to say, but it won't do anything."
"That's not true."
Nod. They seem to be trustworthy for now.
"Behind this ghetto, there are people called Pharmacists."
"Hey."
The three brothers changed their blood phase.
"I'd like you to guide me that far, how much should I pay for the reward?
"Ma, wait, wait! He sucks!
"There's no way you can! You know what I mean!?
"If you do anything..."
Hi. From the reaction of this fear, the prior information seems to be correct.
Much information had been gathered at Ms. Samuel's disposal, who had repeatedly raided and investigated as a prostitute in order to chop up the demon that had replaced Maynard Precinct Chief.
… Specular handlers lurking in the darkness of the city, at the edge of the city.
The clouds are more than suspicious even if you point directly at the presence of the Specular… The first thing you should do is expose the existence of these distributions to the day, not the Specular body.
If I was in and out of the Glades for a poverty-relief operation, how dare you, I discovered the base of the devil! There's a demon lurking in the City of Teardrops! That's why.
Properly complained about this, the upper echelons of the kingdom of Fur Tile and the temple would also have to move.
If, while the forces in charge of policing are sufficient, we do not turn to the rear and take the lead in revealing the information, the disturbances caused by the suspicious demons of the citizens can also be minimized.
And if the search for the latent demonic forces begins, Specular will be shredded of demons and infidels who move as limbs.
Without a handkerchief, no decisive decisive action can be taken that will require adequate preparation.
That's how Teardrop Capital (Iliastia) is infiltrated by the devil, and I can't say enough about normal times now.
- After being fully aware of that perception, you sue Maynard Precinct.
If we can bring it up to this situation and press charges, there's no way we can have the Vault Temple on the boulder without a complaint.
Because at least there is enough fame and a sense of crisis to be shared, which should be "checked on the spot for once".
Of course, Specular is not an idiot either. If you see me make a big move and cut off the end, you could sense this outlook and escape.
But it makes more sense for me to stand up and move here.... Yes, I can freehand a trusty wind god messenger.
Samuel will now be under the watchful eye of the precinct chief with the protection of the wind god and the magic of the maid.
They have a few steps better than me in surveillance, tracking, etc., even if they are worse off fighting directly from the front.
If Specular, who became Maynard Precinct Manager, abandons his position and flees, then his social advantages will be lost, so you can pursue him and take him, including me.
If he does not escape, tighten him from outside the enclosure, cut off his opponent's hands and feet, and press charges later.
If you sit down, it's death, if you run, it's death.
After much talk, I came to the conclusion that it would be best to bring it into that flow.
That's why...
"For a very important reason… I really need you to guide me."
Look in Mr. Rod, Mr. Todd, and Mr. Gini's eyes.
"-... please, please"
I lowered my head deeply.
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Dropping his head, he conveyed signs of upset.
"Oh, come on, Holy Knight."
"Stop it, we're dealing with our heads………"
"What the hell?"
And I just have to bow my head, though I'm told.
Dee also said that a section like this hand slum is sensitive to the rest of us.
Unlike Menel, I don't have the wisdom and knowledge to stand around doing well in places like this, so I just have to get someone to talk to about the conductor or break through the front.
And if it breaks through the front, of course, there is an increased possibility that you can make a fuss and escape to the desired "pharmacy".
If we don't get a good guide, we can't even get close.
"I'm also aware that you could buy grudges for guiding me. The reward will be as good as possible. Please."
Keep your head down, please.
Mr. Rod, Mr. Todd and Mr. Gini, who were trying to get me to raise my head at first, were silent when they found out I couldn't move.
"... hey, Holy Knight"
Mr. Rod was the one who talked about it.
"If that's how you say it, you know it.
I don't know how bad a neighbor is, but we don't listen to each other, we don't talk about this benevolence. Not to mention selling it to the leftovers. It's out of the question. Later, we'll be the ones who can get slapped and sink. "
…………
"Dangerous bridges can't be crossed."
His point is the right one. I want to avoid a life crisis if I can, what a common sentiment for everyone.
Though I might have asked for sincerity and reward, the worms are still too good.
... once you leave, when you think you should explore another hand.
"Hey, hey."
Gini raised her voice.
"Big brother, big brother."
"What is it?"
"I wonder if I could take it."
It was a voice that tended to hesitate.
"Gini......?
"'Cause, brother Rod.... like us, this guy, do it. Don't tell him to do this, he's lowering his head,' please '.
I don't know much about the Holy Knight either. Well, that's all that matters. The city, people's lives, that kind of cost me, something important. "
In awkward terms. It was a trembling voice.
"... that's what we want to be. That's what I wanted to be... I failed, but I couldn't, but that's what I wanted to be."
"Hey."
"Gini."
To Rod and Todd, who try to resist, Gini nevertheless asks.
"…………… I envy this man. Why do you think all this is so different from the Holy Knight with us?
I think if I hung something wrong, we would, too. I hope this guy fails.
So, say no, and I'll tell you if I know. I'm sure he'll feel good. I think so.
... but then I felt like I was painting mud on the glitter that I was seeing with my brothers...
I don't know how to say this, but it's, like, awesome... awesome... "
No one said anything.
I heard the words, too, with my head down. [M]
"Don't like it."
Mr Rod said.
"Ooh. I don't like it."
Gini returns it that way.
Mr. Rod and Mr. Todd were silent for a while.
"Right, I don't like it."
"I can't help it if you don't want to."
"I don't like it. We didn't do it at all."
Signs of bitter laughter.
"Brother Rod, Brother Todd…………"
"Ma, fine. Anyway, I didn't come up with a way of life later."
"... Alright, we're done talking. Give me your head, Holy Knight."
When they said it and raised their heads, they were laughing.
- That's a nice face, I thought.
"You're serious that the reward is worth it, aren't you?
"Don't hesitate to pluck it, will you?
"Still good......"
"Yes, please!
I nodded without a word or two.