The Undetectable Strongest Job: Rule Breaker

What would happen if "God" were 10 at level 9 on the soul board? Hikaru's "throw" is already 10.

And Celica says without realizing such a hical upset.

We don't have time to talk.

"Oh, yeah, so —— the Nine Mans are crazy, right?

'Yes, it's definitely a special number. So it was supposedly impossible. No matter how the magic was combined, the Nine Mans were not born... and although the only experiment that seemed to work was a combination of high levels of "healing magic" and high levels of "cursed soul magic," it seemed impossible and impossible to perfectly match the breath of the two operators'

Hikaru thinks. "Recovery magic" and "curse soul magic", or "holy" and "evil". Is there anything that is enclosed there that requires both of its attributes to be sealed? In any case, everything is just speculation. Though it is likely that we could get some more information if we put it in the Church Library in Aguiar Paul.

"Is this magic formation something that activates some kind of magic?

'I don't know... maybe I am, maybe I'm not. You're saying it's almost impossible (...)'

"Is that true, too"

'Bye, I'll go with this! —— Oh, I lend this (...) because it's one!

With that said, Celica ran to the royal palace.

…………

Because of this, I came to the capital of Einvist (Hopestadt), but there was just more trouble and more mystery. I guess the Beast King will attack Pawnsonia with cancer ignorance such as mediation in the Sovereign Nation of Bios. Because the fortress city of Leather Elka, which was handicapped, already has its own army stationed there.

Plus Johann, an earlier "polar tiger" member, and Gotholt, a leader. Gotholt kept a good distance of 5 meters from Hikaru and didn't come any closer.

(You're definitely "intuitive"...)

It didn't come any closer when I got into the 5 meter range. You must have been wary of Hikaru —— even if you're not sure who he is.

The higher-ranking adventurer is a hical who has a lot of "intuition" and doesn't like it. I have no choice but to approach it "in secret" from the start.

"Hikaru, have you solved the mystery?

"No... it's just deepened. In the meantime, shall we take the Inn?"

Hikaru figured out a way to get the Beastman King to stop the war. It is a momentum that is likely to move the army in less than a few days.

Don't even know what kind of man the Beast King is. It's too hard.

(Buy some time first)

Hikaru, yes, made up his mind.

The Royal Palace the next day —— early in the morning. The "Oriental Four Stars" had already left Hopestadt within yesterday and had long since become a royal palace without visitors. When this happened, the royal palace was something of a precursor to all the humans working in the royal palace knew - for example, when the throne would change or when there would be a war?

But what happened that day was important, but completely different -- crisis, it was.

"Ho, what do you mean samurai gather in the king's bedroom in the morning?"

The old man, a representative of the Turtle race, came cursorily. The old man was right, and the king's bedroom —— the spacious room facing the garden -- was full of samurai of each fully armed clan.

"Chip."

Somewhere down on the bed, the man in thin clothes is Gerhard the Beast King.

"There was a decree, thank you. I heard it was important to the king... but as always, you are robust."

"I'm safe. That's better than that."

What Gerhardt watched, reluctantly looking at the lion's fleeting head, was a stationery placed in his bedroom.

"Ho. Ho."

The old man said as impressed and headed that way. The stationery had a dagger poking at it -- like pinning a piece of paper.

Here's what the paper said.

—— Now Sug Army moves Cunt to stop Meyo.

Awkward letters, but well read. Apparently, the feather pen used what was placed on this stationery —— probably the opposite of the dominant hand, the old man stepped on it.

"Is that what happened when the king woke up?

"That's right. I'm not letting these muscle bastards touch my brains here."

"Someone must have snuck in."

"I know what you're doing! Problem would be that dagger!

Blackish sashimi daggers are military supplies. It is shaken as 09 by the street number.

"Last night, a dagger was stolen in a jar! That's nine!

"Well, well. Who snuck in --"

"You can't call me Mitsuhei, you're such a jerk!

"-- I guess the undelivered are saying they'll sneak in eight more times"

"Failure is also a failure, a great failure! Review your surveillance posture now! Review them all!

When Gerhard barks, he says, "Ha!" The samurai flew out of the room with the utmost respect.

"... and, Your Majesty. Why did you call this old body?

The old Turtle Man, a reptile face, has a hard look to read. I'm angry again when that readability comes from Gerhardt. He also realizes that Gerhardt "kicked out the samurai" physically.

"... you know what I mean. Someone is the killer among the people who are here now."

"Hmm. That mind."

"I'm impotent about stealing military supplies, and I sneak into my bedroom... and there's no one else standing there with arms. They're stupid, but their arms stand."

"Was it The Four Stars of the East, to which His Majesty was obsessed? It could be them, right? He doesn't want Pawnsonia to attack him."

"Idiot. You're such a wacko for a bunch of kids. You're a virgin. I'd rather have a riper woman."

"It doesn't matter if she's your daughter or not."

"... but it's too risky for an adventurer to do it, Wo. We're overworking on that, and you know we suspect ourselves. He and the others didn't even show a sense of good luck for the truce. I guess that's all I'm confident in."

The king of beasts, too, looks closely at men —— the old man was impressed.

"Then let me tell you, my king. … the enemy is not in you"

"What?"

"Aim for the king's life at this time-- no, you would still be exotic around lying about 'I can kill you anytime' by leaving as many as eight daggers left. I think there's a good chance he's a Pawnsonian."

"... I see? Even if I was drunk, I'd notice if I was standing on my pillow."

As a matter of fact, the distance to this stationery was the distance Gerhardt noticed the raid. It would mean that the killer was truly at a critical distance.

Gerhardt and the old man stepped on, "The killer was lucky to stay away from the Beast King for another metre, so he let him escape," he said.

If you're saying "I'll sneak you in eight more times" without knowing just how lucky you are, then this is not the killer in you. Everyone inside who is familiar enough to break into the king's bedroom knows that no matter how sleepy the king is, he is sensitive to the signs.

"... Is this guy coming back?

"It will come. At best, proceed with your armament."

"Kuk, kuk...... wahahahahahahaha! All right, war outpost! Try to get the rats to dance flashy at best!

Turning away from the grump, the Beastman King laughed softly.

Even those two conversations —— I didn't know the sneaky boy was asking me, without realizing it.