The Adventure of the Boy With a Mind of a Middle-aged Man

Basement of a house outside District III

"Why, more importantly, is there such a troublesome guy in this capital?

Astrea had bitten off her own nails at unbelievable information she had heard from the puppet by torture.

The third district ugly branch of Laguna, one of the puppet organizations, was devastated by only one brunette boy. It's just a puppet, a clutterfish with no great power, and that's good. The problem was with the brunette boy.

Says the boy had spectacularly poor eyesight when the child cried out just because his gaze matched, and the mark of the cross was inscribed within the left eyeball. There's only one person who falls under this trait.

One of the Seven Heroes - Hidden (Hermit). He is a scalpel of Greed and one of the council's proud cleaners. Ten, eighty-nine, this is the agent sent in by the council.

"Again, repeat"

Instruct a full-body bloody man tied to a chair in front of him.

"Ast... rare, next... you"

A man follows his name with a plundered voice.

"The only thing he's sure of is that I'm in this empire. Until someone (...) has not been identified. Should I think so?"

There is no reason to hesitate to attack them. If they knew about Astrea's subtleties, they would have been attacked long before he got sick. Astrea was only contemplated as lurking in the Empire for any reason.

"More so, is it the council's first cleaner..."

Seven Heroes is the Council's proud final weapon. All seven pillars have stopped them from being men anymore. Astrea and the seven heroes and I can't just bump into each other from the front. Especially "Hidden (Hermit)" is a hero specialized in individual combat among the seven heroes. This one forms the battlefield on superior terms, and it still has a lucky element to win. That's the other guy. Definitely going to have to be ready to die.

"Damn! Why would an agent show up in an empire under my jurisdiction more than ever? Normally, it would be a kingdom or an ecclesiastical country!

Anyway, if you're stunned by fantasy, it's counterproductive to move poorly now. It should not happen and be kept quiet.

"Is the problem Gray..."

I've been carefully observing 'Gray' for the past six months, but only for that once did I use that man's abilities. I know it's just a little strong hero Modki. You can kill anytime you want. Hiding yourself from your fantasies is your top priority now.

Probably a shake of fantasy about this one. For a few years, if Astrea doesn't make a move, he'll take it personally that his guess is wrong, too.

"I'm not following you. Not really."

Even as he exhales stupidity, Astrea leaves behind the bloody basement with a fast leg.

Shortly afterwards, a major explosion echoed across the outskirts of District III.