Shut-in Magician

I signed the formal contract documents and completed the administrative process to sign the receipt as well.

Then I decide to listen to what seems to be the real deal.

Horribly, it wasn't even the point until now.

"The lump projectiles I borrowed from you were thirty in all, right?

"Yes."

"... damn, I knew you would"

"Maybe you've been deceived?

"Lord Siu, I'm sorry to hear your words."

"Ah, yes. Uh, was it stolen?

Nor is it good to say it again. Yeld had stared with cold eyes, but Siu looked strange and turned his gaze to Kilik.

"There are rumors to the military that I'm a little concerned about. Major General Ellard seems to be doing a masked investigation, so we'll have to wait. Perhaps we should ask Siu to go out too."

"I don't mind that..."

And, open the map in your brain while answering. The pin stood thirty because it was marking on a mass projectile. It doesn't seem to be broken.

"... uh, it's possible to find"

"Ah?"

"I can't tell you the details, but, uh, mark it. You can find where it is."

Saniu sat back deep on the couch. Yeld is sighing.

And Kilik looked at Siu with a frightened face.

"... you thought it was strange. Because it lends you a light loan, and you even choose who handles mass projectiles."

"Ha."

"I thought I was definitely planting something, right? Then we'll figure it out."

I shrugged and talked about going to Erald's tomorrow but with me.

"And the loan fee for the chunk projectiles, and the instruction fee, and then what, you were also told by the barracks squad to pay for the procurement. Those are the paperwork. You'll have to put it together and pay me later."

"... those are all the numbers I don't want to see"

"Take a good look. It's my job. I did my best, so I'm in trouble if you don't look at me. Don't go to sleep. I did my best."

"Oh, I see."

And I turned my gaze to Yeld.

Yeld just grinned. I'm just scared of being laughed at in that face. Siu softly took his gaze off.

On the evening of the Fire Day, Siu went with the Kiliks to the Royal Castle.

The army is stationed separately within the Royal Castle for each division. When I said royal castle, it was not the palace where the celebration took place, but was put together at the edge close to the forest of the king's realm. There are distances from the royal castle, and many use horses, carriages, and riding beasts to travel.

Upon arrival at the division building, he was quickly guided to the room of the Brosfeld division chief. Once inside, Eraldo is already waiting. He looked at Siu's face and raised his voice.

"I'm sorry! This is what's going on, and you've got me in trouble."

Put your hands on the table and gently bow your head. "No," Siu returned. Kilik is different.

"That's right, it's very laborious. I'm busy. Stop taking care of me."

"Dear Kilik!

Yeld cautions, but Ellard doesn't seem to care and proceeded with the conversation.

"A mass projectile, but one insists he lost it on the battlefield. But it's weird. There's something wrong with the other neighborhood. I should have kept an eye on you, but someone attacked me yesterday with a little gap."

It was Kilik who reacted to Erald's words.

"Mouth seal."

"I am rushing to secure my figure, but how far can my spirit endure? I'm a private, so maybe it's an order from above. He who says he lost it doesn't seem to be lying, but his memories are vague at the time. I was wondering if I could use some sacred magic in this case, and I was worried."

"You already know where the mass projectiles themselves are, don't you?

is Kirik. Ask Siu. Siu nodded as he checked the brain map.

"Yeah. Oh, yes. I understand."

"... do you understand?

It was Kirik who answered Erald's half-hearted question.

"This guy, it looks like he was landmark. He also sorted the users."

"Oh, speaking of which. You had a soldier complaining about being dialed. I scolded him. Really? May I ask what criteria it was? Is that a gift?

Erald's eyes change color. It's a strong gaze trying to spot something from the look on their face. Siu answered that.

"Talent is one of the criteria I chose. But I saw you shoot. Including the literal meaning and the meaning of those in the spirit. And this is the most important thing -"

"What is it?

"I was looking at humanity. How is your attitude toward others while you are assembling? For example, I saw how to speak and respond to a child like me, someone who could help me."

"I see. What kind of person did you drop?

I see your face as division leader. So Siu said what he thought.

"I dialed for a great tone or someone to put their hands on or kick against others. Then I skipped it because my eyes are cloudy, my hands are shaking, etc., because I drink alcohol or because I am someone with strong symptoms of it. And then there's people who threaten to say," Who do you think I am? "

"Hmm. Is there still such a raw..."

"Conversely, some of the choices were cowardly. Because you have the feeling of being scared. People who are not afraid of warcraft and think they can definitely take them down tend to be self-centered. My grandfather told me that cowards survive more on the battlefield. So I asked someone with a prudent personality. Because those people don't shoot people."

"Shoot at people, or"

"While I was sorting, some people were amused and tried to point the muzzle at me. It was really good to see through there. If they use it strangely during the battle, I feel bad about the lent one, and I'm sorry for Kirik for thinking about using it."

I gave Kilik's name as I spoke. He looked like he was in trouble but didn't say anything.

"I heard that shooting people won't kill you, but still?

"Major General Ellard. Drop a piece of gold in a criminal's stash and how long will it be gone? Throw one human into a herd of warcraft and what do you think will happen?

It may have been weird for a metaphor for something that doesn't seem rational or anything, but even if it's that strict, it's the weapon that scares me.

"Multiplying safety precautions against dangerous things that people deal with is the minimum obligation of what they make"

When Siu clearly said it out, Erald meditated his eyes. Keep your head down a little bit.

"I'm sorry. Sorry."

"Major General Ellard has been sent in."

Kilik says with a bitter laugh. In response to "What do you mean?," Erald turned his gaze.

"I'm the same. I am also certain that I was willing to break him off as sweet. Believing young people are scared, too. But at the same time I was reminded that we have forgotten a lot"

"It seems so," Erald replied sighingly, standing up.

"Shall we then go to those who have forgotten, or have abandoned them? Lord Sioux, can you show me around?

Siu nodded and walked out on the missing mass projectile to his target.

The look on Erald's face I noticed somewhere across the street from Siu was bitter. When he entered the senior officer's dorm, Erald seemed to have decided on his stomach as well. The dorm narrows down the aides and the gendarmerie to only three. Kilik looked funny and said, "I'm Siu's escort," and he was following me.

According to the brain map, the mass projectile was in a certain room. He was found to be a senior officer salon in the aide's description. Opening the storage under the kitchen with the gendarmes...

"Oh, that's what you gave Corporal Clemens."

"Yes, he said he lost it on the battlefield. To be precise, he testifies that he was blown away by the magical failure of backward support and that the mass projectiles were gone when he lost his mind and realized"

"Didn't they almost kill you? Did anyone who helped him or treated him say anything?

"Mm-hmm. That was blown up and her clothes were torn, but she didn't get hurt."

Again, Siu nodded. Why was there no injury? Siu explained to Erald.

"I was granting defense to a mass projectile. Until that moment, you must have had it in your hand."

"Was it," Erald convinced. But if it had been attacked since it was stolen, it would have been dangerous. It's hard if you're defensive but unconscious, etc.

"The other one's Private Larsh, right? Apart from the defense of the mass projectile, he also handed over the magic props of defense. Are you all right......"

The Ellards look amazed. Kirik said zero, "You, do a lot of work." Siu said, "You have that kind of magic prop, don't you?" I gave it back small and went on.

"Larsh is twice as sweet as a man, and I was worried about him being young."

So the next thing you know, it's the killer's room. Siu knew he was the killer. Because the mass projectile movement was consistent with the movement of people. Why, he was marking him because he was there when he was electing a squadron and poking people. It remained pinned, so it was also visible in the map.

When I opened the door, a man pointing at a mass projectile stood, if he had already figured out what to do.