Reborn Ishl and the Magic Fixture of God

"Wait here."

Leaving Sierra at the entrance where she seemed to squirm and have a lot to ask, she brings in the old man who left her in the back entrance storage. The three of us go up the stairs behind the lounge. The hallway stretches upstairs to the back, with private rooms lined up on one side. This floor has the same fine atmosphere as the lounge on the ground floor with calm wood of wall nuts on the interior, either because guests come and go.

The doors in each private room are of the same quality, but there are things that have changed. The room was locked from the outside.

I naturally expected the ladies' room to have the type of keys to hang from the outside, due to last night's downside view, the condition of the armored doors on the ground and second floors and, above all, the nature of this whorehouse, but that was blatant, like a prison door, with an old western lock outside the door.

"Grandpa, I need you to unlock every room."

"Yes."

The old man is trembling and unlocking the key in front of him. He sees the tragedy of a big man falling down the hallway on the first floor when he brings him here.

"Quickly. Exactly."

"Yes."

When the room is unlocked, ask Sierra to wake the girls sleeping inside.

"When you all wake up, take me downstairs. Dress as plain as you can."

"Yeah!"

Sierra entering the room responds well.

Then he takes the old man, who has unlocked it all the way to the back room, and then he goes down to the first floor and goes back to the room where the manager was.

"You think you're just gonna suck like this?"

The manager says quite well with his upper body. Is this a minor injury?

"What happened to Coof... Ho Ho"

By contrast, the one who had the sword is not well. This guy stays asleep, too. He asks with a cough if blood gets stuck in his throat.

"Who's Coof? Is that the big guy?

A man nods silently and small.

"He's sleeping in the hallway. I got him."

"Such an idiot..." "What!

Ishur said as he crouched in front of the ruler of the healthy, pulling up the scarf wrapped around the man's neck.

"So, where's the testimony of the women's debts in this store?

"Nothing like that"

A slightly different and desperate look began to appear on the man's face.

Ishur looks over the room.

The desk where the manager or manager was sitting, the chair tripod, the bookcase to the left, and the chest to the right. Take the spilled book from the bookcase and turn it around. It's not particularly obnoxious.

Ishur heads to the chest on the other side of the room. Across the sleeping manager, a man shouted.

"Hey, wait!

You made up your mind about the chest.

Open it from the top. I find a bunch of scrolls in the first step quickly. When I open it, it looks like a borrowing letter. The name of a man in the name of a woman I don't know. The amount is 50,000 seals. The format is very common, but there are escorts below that I would like to identify with. You think it's an escort? Does this work for merchant guilds and Wang Capital officials? Fucking paperwork full of suspicion. Wouldn't it help to have something like this? Possession itself is like saying it's obnoxious.

Anyway, get out a bunch of scrolls and give them to the old man who was standing at the entrance.

"Go behind it and burn it all"

The old man snorted and tried to get behind him.

"Hey Grandpa, don't!

The manager screams, but kicks his jaw and shuts him up.

"So, you got money next. Where is it? I'm selling this place."

The kicked manager - roaring and not responding.

Face another man like a caution stick.

"I don't know."

Open the chest drawer. There was a box at the bottom. Heavy. Lift with both hands and place on desk. It's a brown wooden box with an iron frame. It's locked. It's familiar with games and pirate movies.

"You have the keys."

Talk to the manager.

"You can't..."

Did you kick too much? Something looks painful.

"Where are the keys?

Crouch down and squeeze the manager's body, but I'm not wearing anything else that looks like a key. I also explore the jacket on the chair, but I can't find it.

"Hmm."

Ishur puts his hand in his mouth and thinks.

"Hey Grandpa!

Call out loud towards the back door.

Grandpa came back with it.

"Fire, I lit it. Sir."

"Oh, that's fine. Is there a key that you're not using?"

Point to a bunch of keys hanging from the old man's waist and ask.

"Whoa, whoa, whoa"

I just kicked up the manager who tried to say something again.

"This and this and"

The box was opened with the first of the two keys offered from the old man's frightened, trembling hands. When I opened the lid, the gold was literally crumby, and it came in like it would.

There is also quite a mix of gold coins inside. Even when I work at the Chamber of Commerce, I don't see much gold coins. The gold coins issued in the kingdom bear the name of Matthias gold coins and the king at the time of casting and issuing them, but they amount to 10,000 seals (10,000 copper coins, hundreds of silver coins) in one piece and are rarely used in the lives of ordinary people.

What do you think about keeping the most important keys in the bundle of keys that you let the working old man have? Will it be a disguise? Can it be considered a good idea after all......

"If you're hiding a tree, it's a forest, but it's pretty easy to understand."

Ishur said the clown mask with a distorted laugh at the manager, who was kicked by him and groaned by pain.

As the old man with the key number burned his testimony firmly, Ishur held the chest and headed toward the lounge of the store. There were eight women inside, except Sierra. The room at the back of the second floor was a costume room or a storeroom, because there were no signs of people, and the rest were eight rooms, and all the women who were upstairs would have come out of their rooms. They stood solidified around the middle of the floor and looked anxious.

"Ishur!"

Sierra has called out, but Ishur is wearing a mask.

Uh, but okay. I have to get rid of it all over the city anyway.

Elena smiled at the masked Ishur.

Ishur put the crate he was holding on the table and opened the lid. I'll grab one myself first.

"Come on, we'll all split this into mountains. Everybody grab one."

The women arrived with joyful voices, and they did not come. They all turn their suspicious and bewildered eyes to Ishur.

"I'll take a little of it as a reward, but this was originally your money."

Ishur looked over at the women and said:

"If you quit this store with this money and go home to your parents, go to another city. 'Cause I'm gonna burn your debt statements and stuff."

"But..."

One of the women raises a small voice.

Ginova and its flavors are feared in the city. I guess I'm afraid of retaliation.

"All the guys at the store took them down. You don't have to worry. I'll take care of Ginova."

I went to the back of the store again to see if the testimony was ashed, let the old man with the key number hold the money, and let him go out of the pleasure zone. Coof, who was falling down the hallway, was waking up his upper body, holding his legs and moaning.

He glanced at me once with a red cloudy eye as I passed by, but when I glanced at him over the mask, he gave me a blatantly frightened look.

Ishur took off his mask when he left the store. The ladies at the store are at the head of Sierra, one, two and every few steps apart, heading towards her prepared lair. Shinjiri is Ishul. In the afternoon, there was a slight increase in the number of people in the pleasure district, but many of them are small shoppers, vendors in and out of the store, etc., and there are no customers yet. The queue of spaced women stands out there, but this time of year is also the time when the women who work at night come out shopping. Not so much that they receive the strong attention of all who come and go on the road.

However, their lurking destination, prepared by Sierra, is close to Castle Square, just across the river, where shops are scattered in residential areas that can be called the mountain hands of the city. The rescued women choose to wear as plain clothes as possible, but they still give the merchants a unique atmosphere with no less. They can be eye-catching on lurking destinations and rumours in the neighborhood. Putting it in Sierra's parents' ears would be a hassle. I'll just have to ask her to do something about it.

I'll put a piece on Ginova today and tomorrow. Use the magic of the wind flashly. Their latency ends as soon as possible before rumors spread to the city.

To Ishur, who was thinking, a woman walking in front loosened her steps and lined up beside her.

"Hey, I'm talking about keeping us hidden, but I have a place to go, so I was wondering if we could split up here."

The woman, flashly curled up with redheads, walks in a nagging peachy flickering dress, not at all timid even in the whole bright city yet. All the women who helped out of the store showed fright and had a quiet impression, but only this woman was different and calm down and didn't even try to hide her mundane attitude.

"No."

Ishur answers with his face facing forward and without looking at each other.

"You're still young and you're used to the place, boy. You know, my husband doesn't get along with Ginova. So I grabbed him and locked him in there."

The woman stares at Ishr with her glamorous eyes.

"I'm so glad you got me out of that store. I hate Ginova. So I'm not going to go into Ginova about this either. That's why, right? If you're going to kill Ginova, I'll talk to my husband and get him to join us."

Ishur stared at the woman's face.

I don't care about the back of the city. Depressing.

"You can't. Be quiet. Even if what you're saying is true, I want you to stay with the other women until it's over."

And Ishur said with a terrible grin that did not suit his apparent youth.

"Didn't you get betrayed by that husband? Maybe they sold it to Ginova."

……

The woman's expression changed slightly. Haven't you thought about it before? Was it also a verse that came to mind?

After that, the woman became quiet. I stopped hearing my mouth.

He then pushed the women into Sierra's prepared empty house and told them that they would never go outside and that they would tighten the doors at night.

"I'll take care of Elena's meal with me. I have a lot of money. I'll buy it out with an aunt who can help."

We have mountain divided the sales of "Night's Full Moon Pavilion," including Ishur, and now we all have the money to play and live flashy for four or five years.

Now Ishur can also quit the Chamber of Commerce and go to the eastern part of the Borderline Uncle Territory as a hunter or to the mountainous areas of the eastern part of the Holy King's kingdom, but not if you're thinking about it now.

"Okay. I can't say it out loud, but stay away from the house where you keep them at night. Do as Sierra always does. I'll keep an eye on you in the middle of the night when you can."

"Yeah, okay. Thank you so much, Ishur."

Sierra rubs and dyes her cheeks and stares at Ishl with a glance of gratitude and respect.

But there's still something I have to do.

"It's not over yet. I have to tell Ginova. I told the girls not to get their hands on me."

It makes Sierra look worried, but it's not meant to be that loose.

They will plant plenty of fear, and if you turn it against them, you will not be able to make them think that they will be killed.

At dinner I went back to the Chamber of Commerce and apologized to Seville for taking the day off from work.

"No, I hope not. You don't have to worry about it. Be honest. Honest."

"No, that's a little different..."

"If you have any problems, tell me, okay? Because I'll talk to you," said Furne.

"Tomorrow I'm off. Isn't that nice? Ishl."

Imal's eyes are closed.

In one day, the family found out about Sierra.

Ha.... It's getting harder and harder in a lot of ways.

After dinner, I'm reflecting. I pretended to be the wind, went straight to my room, took a breath, held my mask and cape, carried my sword and went out the window.

Tuaf in the pleasure district, head to the informer.

Into the main streets of the growing number of pleasure streets where people go, into dark sidewalks that no one can stop looking at. Tuaf is here. There are no customers. Open the informant's door unconstructively and go inside.

"There you are."

Tuaf was there in the exact same outfit, trick and voice as before.

Ishur quickly cut out the case when he slipped into the chair in front of his desk.

"I need to know something about Ginova"

"Ginova. Whatever."

My mouth bent under the hood.

"Ginova's face and Ajito, or where he is this evening and tomorrow"

"Fine. Whatever the person or Ajito is, it's going to be this evening and tomorrow, even though it's going to be so expensive to include information on"

"I'm fine. I can give you money."

"Yes."

My mouth beneath the hood still bends my heel. It's a disgusting one.

"Ginova is over fifty years old, her middle meat back, and her skin color is well burnt and dark in the sun. I wonder if it feels like a white-haired hair with a moustache and a little eagle nose. I live off the pleasure street, close to Frontera Avenue. It's also a place of work, where employees are often called in and executives are gathered. It's a big house there, so I think you'll find out soon enough."

Then Tuaf gave a detailed description of Zinova's Azit, and the address of his residence,

"That's five hundred seals. Put it there."

I said and pointed to the edge of the desk.

Ishur loaded five silver coins.

"So next is where Ginova is. Sounds like you're often not at your own house at night, but you're definitely here tomorrow. There's been some noise in the city during the day."

So Tsaf, the informant who turned into a woman, cut off his words once. I'm probably staring at Ishl over the hood.

I don't want to make it.

"I'll give you the money, keep going"

"... I think there was an incident at the store where Ginova was working for me. Someone attacked the store. In that matter, we will be able to gather that man's sponsored subordination this evening or tomorrow. It's probably already been gathered and some sort of meeting started."

"Okay. How much?"

"Two thousand."

"That's expensive."

"Do you have any idea what happened at Ginova's today at noon? I don't have any details yet. Tell me and I'll just do it for you."

"You don't know."

Ishur stacked twenty more silver coins on his desk.