"After that, I let the traffickers explore it." That said, I didn't even get a list. "
"...... I'm telling you, human trafficking is illegal when it's involved."
I relieved myself from the bottom of my heart that I couldn't even find the list.
I want to hold my head because I want to be told about my criminal record. In Japan, where human trafficking is prohibited, even if you do not have to be a merchant to enter or exit the [market] or buy or sell a product list, you will be guilty if even your intent to buy or sell slaves is confirmed. If he had a list here, at that point his guilt would increase again.... even our brilliant prime minister has done a lot of work in the past. Though I didn't think it was surprising why Ray wanted it on a list.
"I'm hesitating about that." I don't care what happens if I can find him. "
Even if you are not careful now, there is no color of reflection on Ray. I'm not hesitating to find Lyre.
After this, I don't think he really cares about the punishment he's been waiting for after he actually found Lyre. I want you to take more care of yourself. Besides, even if they found Rhea... no. That's not what I'm thinking now. Either way, he has nothing to start with unless he meets.
"... I think it is better to explore not only the lower classes but also the intermediate classes in the future. Even among the middle class, there are some districts that are as poor as the lower class."
"? Do you mean that the intermediate class... mixed with the lower class?"
"The middle class has the strongest gap between the rich and the poor. Some of you live from the lower nobility to the lower class like your home. You're an aristocrat and you don't know that much? I can't believe it."
Hun and the steil that ate the bread first corrected Ray with dislike.
For the first time, Ray caught an eyebrow at the stigmatizing stele with a slightly chill. While comparing the faces of the two men, I smiled bitterly. Arthur and Powell, who are just in the middle of the intermediate class, will of course know about it without having to be taught by a teacher. She was still nodding to Ray to agree with Stale.
Well, there's nothing wrong with not knowing that Ray is in the middle. He is also a kind of stranger to the world. I'm sure that the lower class was poor, the middle class was just like the common people, the lower nobility, and the upper class was like the upper nobility.
Perhaps it was a scales from his eyes on the drifting rocks, and Ray, who was so small that he didn't have time to return to the dislike of the steil, once put on his hanging hair again, began to think about sinking his gaze by himself. Intermediate... that day... it seems that we could have been of some help earlier.
"Ohhhh? I really hadn't been caught yet."
... it wasn't long before I was relieved.
It was too much of a flash. I looked back in the direction of my voice as I wanted to breathe out my sigh. Looking at it, three high-school students laughed and peered at us from the other side of the door.
Arthur and Steil will quickly set themselves up to protect me, but their goal will, of course, be Ray.
I thought yesterday's castle had stood still from today, but I didn't expect you to come to the castle in the morning as a toast.
Even though the country is out of reach, it seems that the nobleman Sama is optimistic after all.
Hey, Ray-sama. If you can afford it, you can pay us as well.
With a vulgar smile, they enter the classroom step by step, probably because Ray hired them to work in the high school. I don't think the Knights of the Guard would have overlooked it if they hadn't been students.
"... I thought I paid you upfront every time."
"That's not enough."
Well... I mean, they're kind of behind-the-scenes.
The same is true of the men Captain Harrison caught yesterday, but not all of them give up just once they escaped. It is basically to squeeze the juice from the point where it can be squeezed out, and to sprinkle the sweet juice until it dies down. A minor who was making a lot of money would be a good prey.
It was rather strange that he hadn't shown up before. I'm sure that someone who moves at short notice has already been kicked out by Val.... that is, they are so majestically threatened that they have been so vigilant about their surroundings that they have not even been discovered by Val before. I think that the fact that I'm aiming for a lunch break rather than the first thing in the morning, and now that there are few people, really shows my personality.
Your shoulders are piercing, and for a moment, you're killing like a knife.
Instantly, Arthur stood to hide not only me, but also Ray from their sight. Stretch your spine with the three braids on your back. However, Arthur, who was trying to protect him, walked out without a distraction and came forward, slamming his shoulders.
Slightly, I also stood up and rushed behind Ray. Before I could line up, I could be stopped by Stale's arm.
"Get out of here, if you don't want to get rid of the coal."
"Is that okay? Say that." The fallen aristocrat samaritan is looking for Lyre. "
Wow! The next moment, Ray's feet burned.
For a moment the black flame rose, and from there it burned to the floor. Arthur was surprised when he stepped on it and tried to extinguish the fire, but Ray's back oozed with a familiar murderous aura.
Unlike the men who didn't stop snoring, Powell gave me a small, "Special Ability......" voice that sounded amazing. Oh no! Rey's throat was stretched out as he reflexively leaned forward with each of Sail's blocking arms.
"Calm down, Ray! Remember what you were hiding!"
Ray doesn't want anyone to know he's looking for Lyre.
That's why they ordered us to search for them behind closed doors and around them. That's why he even threatened us, knowing he was looking for Liar.
But that's because I didn't want Anchors to know. Now the threat is better or worse. Even if Ray finds out that he's looking for Liar, it doesn't mean anything to intimidate Liar.... but...
"It's no use thinking about what kind of hand these guys are looking for..."
I can't mislead you with these words. I told you it was okay to take a temporary break, but I knew it wasn't. He's not the only one scared of Ankerson.
He is right in the sense of being vigilant. But he is afraid of running behind the scenes, to say the least.
It's true that the aristocrats are looking for Lyre, and if the rumors are spreading strangely, I don't know how they'll catch Lyre, and I don't know what to do with her. As he fears, there can be both hostages and exchange terms.
Ray, swaying from the bottom, burned his feet again. The superior floor of the special classroom is scorched again.
What? Is that Temele's girl?
"I'm interested in kids." Jeanne, you need to pull back. "
I tie my mouth to the words that were cut off completely.
That was... a word that protected me. I'm sure if I say "she's my girl" again, she'll know that the target will turn into me. Even if the remark "I'm not interested in the kid" is his true meaning.
"Whoa? Try to do something to us." Do you want to try it out faster this way? "
That's what one of the men puts out a gun.
Without hesitation, I turned it to Ray, and now the black flame began to rise not only at his feet, but also around him. They're trying to threaten Ray, but they're just pouring oil on the fire.
This time, you'll be caught screaming, and you'll be able to hold your lips together. When I say that, I just kill my only trump card, the Special Ability, in front of my enemies. Now that Anchorson's back shield is gone, the only thing that can protect Ray is his threatening special ability.....
...... just?
"...... Ray"
From the arm where Stale stops, from the gap between Arthur's back and the back that Arthur protects. I stretch my arms as I move forward.
Although my voice didn't give me a sight, I grabbed his hand with both hands and looked back at him. The body trying to emit the black flame had already put heat on the fireproof cloth. Fireproofness doesn't mean that it won't burn unless it's equipped with special abilities.
I pulled him into the center of the black flame as it enveloped my surroundings. Although he could not be drawn by his weak arms, he was able to tilt his center of gravity. The moment Ray leaned back toward the men, the hand holding their guns loosened.
"Give me the gun..."
Screaming at Arthur, he jumped at the same time.
Fourteen-year-old Steyl, Arthur, and Ray jumped overhead, and Arthur was moving.
Before I hit the bouncing ceiling, I changed my position and started falling from the top, while Arthur quickly dived into the men's pockets. The next moment, I dropped the gun with my bare hands.
I also put a kick in the back of the head of one of the three before landing behind the men. At the same time, as he was lying on the floor, he twisted the back of the man's arm with his joint technique.
When the man reacted to the twitching sound of his muscles and bones, after Arthur reduced his fist to the belly of the man I kicked in the back of the head. We fell to the floor without a voice.
With a better view, I let the man I twisted peek from my back, and if I could see anything else, the man who was knocked down had already been disabled. The boulder was Arthur.
"Jeanne. I'll leave that to Jack..."
Ha......, and I can hear Sail's voice and sigh without strength.
They hide what we're trying to say in front of Powell and Ray. The man I had tightened up with my joint turned back to me in a convulsive manner. Focusing on the muscles in your face, he muttered, "What the hell is this thing?" However, before his eyes could catch me, Arthur neutralized me with a single fist to the pigeon's tail.
After making sure the threat was gone, I smiled at Stale and Arthur and apologized for saying, “I'm sorry.”
"But I left the gun to Jack."
No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no.
I shrug my shoulders as I say "yes" to Arthur, who protests my excuses with all his might.
Arthur certainly had enough room for three, but I figured if I asked for a gun while I was drawing attention, he'd take care of it right away. If we still can't defeat them, there's Lieutenant Harrison and Stale. Above all, now more than defeating the three of them.....
"What kind of bakemon are you?"
It was better to stop Ray.
After laughing at both of them, he turned to the murmur he was calling, and Ray opened his eyes wide, forgetting the blinks. It was the same look as Powell standing next to Stale. I don't even know what happened to my face.
Without a doubt, it's hard to grasp what happened in a matter of seconds if someone is unfamiliar with the battle.
I dare to kill my face and look back at him, nostalgic for being called a monster. There was a stunned look there that I didn't think looked down on us before.
It's just a common [kid] who grew up in the mountains?
Didn't I tell you that I grew up in the mountains, and it mingles lightly with dislike.
I looked directly at him in front of the men who were lying down at my feet. Pick a scaffold from the gap between the men and walk up to Ray again. He had just stepped back and lowered his leg behind him by half a step.
I don't care what he says about Jeanne, but as for me, I'll show you the minimum.
"I can help you properly." Even if you don't use your special abilities, you'll still have the strength to solve your problems. "
I wanted to show it to you properly. In a way that does not buy him anger.
Powell bursts out of the classroom in response to Stale's words, "Will you call a teacher, a guard, or a knight?"
I realized that my anger had suddenly disappeared from what was happening in front of me, and the black flame surrounding Ray had also disappeared. There is no flame except scorch marks.
"Of course, as you say, I'm a fourteen-year-old [kid], but you're no different than a fifteen-year-old child if you can only rely on power and special abilities." You can look down on people and imagine that you're up there. "
Gokri and his misguided throat went up and down.
If I saw the opponent who thought she was just a little girl suddenly used violence, it was only natural to pull her off. Moreover, the opponent who was defeated was in business behind the scenes. Without Rasubos Cheeto, it would be an unusual phenomenon.
Ray, who quietly shut up, didn't seem to turn backwards. Well, let me tell you what's left of it.
"And," he said, "knight, this way!” Powell's voice was heard. I'm sure that Lieutenant Harrison, who was watching the situation, was the first to join us on purpose. Listening to the noise, you can hear the voices and footsteps of students who would be nobles from other classrooms.
We don't have much time. Understanding it from before I saw the clock, I tell him clearly.
"If you're a real [lover], I'd like you to pray for a man who's weaker than me."
Shortly after Ray's eyes were opened to cramp to the limit, a gong poured down from the sky to announce the end of the lunch break, like the end of a match.