The back street of the Royal Grand. The dark part of the royal capital where people who eat every day in day labor and who live somehow with a small income after losing the main pillars of the family. Shady Town One corner that was not deep enough to be called darkness, and lacked tragicness to be called a slum, was called "" by the royal capital.
Residents in shaded areas hate interference from others. Searching for help and reaching out isn't an aversion, but anyone with such an obedient heart doesn't come here.
Misery If you ask someone for help, you become yourself. Saving someone is an opportunity to show yourself. A town where people with such twists gather. That was shade town.
That's why they don't know who their neighbors are or what they're doing. Just don't hurt yourself. That is the common consciousness of those who live in this town.
Even if a concealed plan is being planned for one of the houses in a row, few people will notice it, and even if they notice it, it is Shady Town that pretends not to see it.
Old houses common in shade towns. In one of those rooms, there were those who closed the window and engaged in confidential talks.
About ten men and women are in the room. A man sits in the center and the rest sit around it.
All of the clothes look like ordinary on the streets of the capital city. However, each person's outfit was mediocre, but when they sat side by side, the sense of incongruity suddenly overflowed.
Stable number A young woman dressed as a waitress is next to a craftsman-like man. A middle-aged man like his neighbor sits down, and when he turns his eyes next to him, a young man in a mercenary style sits. If a third party looks around in the room, you will probably bend your neck to the lack of unity.
"It's a lot of stuff to reap alone."
A young man dressed as a merchant in a corner of the seat, speaks without reading the air in the space.
"Shut up," Dive Swallow, "is still in the process of explaining."
An elderly man sitting on the other side glares at a man called "Dive Swallow".
"Is it dissatisfied?"
A man sitting in the center dive and asks swallows. That one word frozen the air of the place.
A man sitting in the center of the car seat looks like a street vendor in every town, which can be seen on the main street. But only the appearance was mediocre, and the intimidation oozing out of his body was unusual.
"I don't say I'm not dissatisfied. I just thought it was overkill."
A scrambled dive swallow asks for consent from the next person.
"Do you think so too?"
"Apart from me, if you have an order, it just works."
A town-daughter-inspired woman-or a girl who would be more accurate, given her age, is a pre-adult girl, who treats her in a voice with no emotion.
Tongue wreck, "Close that easy tweeting mouth. No one is asking for your opinion. Although turning your tongue well is useless, it only invites you to know when and when. "
"……Roger that"
A street vendor-like man glared, and diving swallows were reluctant to accept. The man who sees it resumes the explanation again.
"Certainly, as the swallow says, this number may be large just to erase a single daughter, no matter how many opponents are Duke's daughters who have the right to succeed, not living in the Royal Palace."
A diving swallow shaking his head vertically. Several people around him are looking at him with a stunned expression.
Even if you don't bother shutting your mouth halfway, if you listen silently, you probably have explained this. The gaze pointed at the swallow, which just broke the talk and broke the place by doing unnecessary things, was cold.
"But this time, it's the 'Swordsman of the Thousand Swords' that's on the side of the target. It's not a good person to despise. That's why this number has given me orders to get things done."
The moment the nickname "Swordsman of Thousands" emerges from the mouth of a man, the air in the room falls into the illusion of shaking.
Of course, they won't be upset and buzzing. But still, the nickname had enough influence to disturb their hearts.
"Are you sure?"
It was an elderly man dressed as a bartender who raised his right hand for comment.
"say"
Authenticity "Rumors say that the Thousand Swordswoman has repelled the Chiki cavalry alone, and how far is that story? How do you judge the above?"
The bartender asks a question when a street vendor gives short permission. That's probably the information everyone at this place wants to see.
"Probably the rumors are true. It seems that they think they will reach a similar conclusion based on information from the empire."
"Why do you want to force it at this time when you have such a monster on your side?"
"That's not what you need to know."
The street vendor cuts the bartender's question cold.
Skill "But it doesn't mean I'm looking too sweet at the top. It's because the monsters are on my side. We're not going to war.
As the street vendors say, what was gathered in this place is only a handicraft that can be seen at a glance in the organization. Of course, due to travel time, it is convened only from around the royal capital, but the secret ability that everyone can sneak into the Royal Castle alone, and the ability to fight and win even if surrounded by about 10 regular soldier opponents have.
"It's common for heroes on the battlefield to flank their flank with a gap. The target isn't the Thousand Swordsman in the first place. You can't fight freely in the short time before you reap the target's neck That's fine if you keep it like that. ''
After that, the street vendors told their roles and explained the flow of the plan.
"Three days to go."
"Let's go with it."
After a short walk south of shade, you will see a small street that runs through the downtown. The girl dressed as a town girl was stopped by a familiar voice while walking down the street.
"..."
The girl who had headed home after finishing a talk with her friends started to walk again as soon as she recognized the voice's master.
"Hey," Red osprey. Don't ignore it. "
"……what?"
The girl called "Red Osprey" replied grumpy.
The man I was talking to was a man sitting next to a girl in a confidential talk, and a friend who was called "diving swallow" earlier. The man, dressed as a merchant, continues to talk to the red osprey in a quirky manner.
Fellowship "What is it? I'm going to deepen my friendship."
"unnecessary"
The answer of the girl is not exactly.
For a red osprey, swallows are just organizational colleagues. Utsuto At the same time, he is also a great partner who will give out a little bit of red osprey. He talked as necessary for his mission, but he couldn't seem to have any words to dodge just waiting for the closing day three days later.
"No, this is a team, isn't it important to work together?"
"I'm seeing the role I've been commanded this time. No collaboration is needed."
"Is communication important to understand each other without instructions?"
"It's enough if you understand the order. I haven't received an order to deepen fellowship."
"Kah!… Thank you very much for answering the model!"
The red osprey tries to pass by ignoring the swallows that look up in the heavens with an exaggerated manner.
"Ja"
"Oh, wait, wait! I'll tell you the best information.
A dive swallow still trying to keep the red osprey.
"I just got the information I needed."
Reverse thread "No, no, there is information that" RI "did not teach?"
"What's" Handling of the Thread? "
The backing thread is a street style man who was sitting in the center of the car earlier.
He seems to be in a very high place in the organization, and seems to be the coordinator of nine red ospreys in this mission. Contrary to the calm appearance, the evil intimidation hidden inside was terrible even when viewed from the red osprey, who was skilled in the art.
"Yes, that's what you don't need to know."
"That's exactly what it says: information we don't need to know."
Trivial "Isn't that interesting? Or rather, you should be aware of any information on the target, but I don't like it. I guess there are times when it goes down? "
"..."
A red osprey that looks at the surrounding situation casually.
Of course, no matter how small the number of people, it is not clear where the story leaks. Red osprey had been careful not to leak any conversations up to now, but the content is more cautious only with the content.
"Is it interesting?"
"... just listen and listen"
"I must do that"
A dive swallow presents his left arm while walking next to the red osprey. A red osprey is attached to its arm with its own hand in a natural form. From the end, you can only see the merchant's youth and the town girl walking swiftly.
"And what about information?"
"Information that was hidden by" the back thread spinning "earlier"
The dive swallows answer in a whisper, with a sense of distance as if their lovers were talking.
"Why do you bother to force 'Swordsman of the Thousand Swords' at this time when the monster is on the side?"
"why?"
On the other hand, the expression of red osprey does not move.
Originally, unlike a swallow, which is often a merchant and often has contact with other people, red osprey is not very good at negotiations and negotiations. Rather, they are better at tasks such as following targets or sneaking into buildings. Outside of specialty, such as acting between lovers, was good.
"It seems to be a strong request from the client. I heard that he was inspiring a lot of commissions."
"that's all?"
"No, no, the problem is why the client is in a hurry."
Without worrying about the poor performance of red osprey, he smiles and smiles and shares his information.
"It's been said that a royal family-owned garden party will be held half a month later, so children who weren't able to attend a social park before their social debut couldn't attend, but this time only from 10 to 14 years old She is also allowed to attend. In addition, Prince Karst's son, Prince Karst, is scheduled to attend the event. "
"What is it?"
"I don't know. I don't know that only children before social debut, and only daughters are allowed to attend, is a place to select a candidate for the next prince of karst, or a meeting with the prince. ? "
"Such a thing?"
"That's right. Of course, the Duke's daughter, which is targeted this time, is also a target. That is, the client's aim is not to let the Duke attend the garden party. It would be enough for the client to simply drop out of the garden party because the attacked daughter was frightened, so that almost anyone could imagine the client. I wonder if any of the aristocrats would think that their daughter would be able to become a prince after the daughter is gone, some other duke or some marquis ... "
"A story unrelated to me"
A diving swallow, who had been smiling until now, showed a sad expression.
"I can't think of you. Can't you think about it? A daughter of the same age as myself dresses up without difficulty and dresses up with Kacya and the prince, while I obey orders from above in a place where the sun doesn't shine. A life just to reap the target's neck as it is.
Envy `` Either grudge or not, it's a waste of time to have any feelings about the target, and even if I do, I'm not an immature enough to blunt the cutting edge. ''
"That doesn't mean that ..."
Cover your eyes with the right hand of the vacant swallow and look up at the sky. In the eyes of the red osprey, it seemed desperate to endure a great sigh.