The Undetectable Strongest Job: Rule Breaker

Conia, who was in prison, lay down on a crude bed and stared into her own hands. Often this hand holds the sword. I had learned the sword from a young age because I needed strength to protect someone. Of course, admiring Gilberto inspired her, but she had an early awareness of "what a sword is to protect who it is".

It's all because of my parents.

My father was a high priest who bound several local churches. And on the other hand, he is also the proprietor of multiple orphanages. Conia grew up looking at her father reaching out to the weak, her mother's back helping her.

"... my actions, were I wrong?

I've lived up to my beliefs. I don't think that way of life was a mistake. Because if it's a mistake, it means that the way your parents live is also a mistake.

Yet I am now locked in a cell —— at the decision of a church like no other.

Corny cologne and stone rolled over the corner of the room. Happily raised his face, apparently at the top of the iron door, he was thrown in through a peeking window. Thin paper is wrapped around the stone. Though there was no sign that someone was in front of this door right now —— when Conia peeled off the paper in suspicion, it said this there.

'I want to talk to you a little bit. Give me your hand out of the mouth of the caterer because I will use demon props to talk unnoticed by the guards'

A catering port is a small door at the bottom of an iron door. Every tray is pushed in here when you bring in a meal. A child might be able to get out of here.

Some kind of flirtation? and it is also impossible for Conia to suspect. I just got my hands on it, and this place is a very promising place for the guards to look back. There's no way a guard wouldn't notice if someone was there.

What if -- isn't the guard convinced, too? Is there someone here that the guard would spill your eyes on?

If so, that is a person of considerable standing. "Purple majesty," or under the Pope's Holiness --.

"...... HI!?"

It was Conia who reached out horribly from the catering, but it was someone's limp hand that touched her.

"Quiet. Now your voice won't leak, but don't solve the state your hands are touching."

"Huh? Aren't you using magic props?

The voice--the man's voice, cuckoo, and corn, is low. I feel that will, like I don't want myself to know who it is (...) on purpose.

"We don't have time, so we move on. What the hell do you want?"

"... Huh?

Conia hardens to unexpected questions.

"Hey, what..."

"You saw the slam outside the castle, didn't you? His Holiness the Pope moved soldiers to get rid of that slum. It is the will of His Holiness the Pope to get rid of slums. Then isn't it the knight's duty to obey?"

SLAM —— It's a settlement outside the walls of the holy city of Aguia Paul. There are naturally those who are no longer able to sustain their lives or unwanted born children, even in the beautiful looking Aguiar Paul. It is a slum to accept such people, but there is no way the Pope would allow such things to exist within Aguiar Paul to eliminate the filthy ones. That's the slum out there.

Father Gravy was followed by a "tower". Looks like he left Aguiar Pole and went into a slum. Even the slums need salvation —— that's what Father Gravy thinks.

"... I didn't know such a place was right next to Aguiar Paul"

"You wouldn't even want to see a slum if it came from Pope Holiness who hates dirt (...). It just so happens that I never found it before in the shadow of the walls, and it was destined to be eliminated if I could find it sooner or later"

Conia thought this guy was right. Conia, gathered as the "Blue Knight," was flabbergasted to see the slam for the first time.

But the others - "Red Priests" and "Ashes Monasteries," plus the Temple Knights. The soldiers don't look particularly concerned, they destroy the slam barn. People living in slums scream and run away, children cry, and --.

"Um, is Father Gravy, is everyone else safe?"

—— Father Gravy came out there. There was a "red priest" who knew him, but didn't listen to what Father Gravy said. "Eliminate the filthy," that was all.

Father Gravy, Konia knew. He was once kind to Conia's parents. I heard you were traveling the province and preaching, but I never thought you were in a slum.

A soldier shook up his sword as Father Gravy too persistently devoured by the "Red Priest" --.

"... are you more concerned about them than with your own treatment?

—— Conia noticed, she was pushing the soldier from the side. When the sword is laid to protect Father Gravy, the Temple Knights and soldiers attack Conia according to the orders of the "Red Priest". Eventually Conia also dropped her sword and was captured.

"Naturally. This body is to protect the weak. I'm curious... naturally"

Bite down too many back teeth of remorse.

What is "protecting the weak"? Until today, outside the castle, I did not know that there were people seeking help.

"Safe. They let Gilberto get away with it."

Yes, that Gilberto jumped into the slam shortly after Conia was captured. That's how I started letting Father Gravy and the other residents get away.

Why? It's like kicking your favorite kid in the ass. Why? For money, for power, when he said he had become the "Blue Knight," why...?

"... Gilberto supported that slum in the shadows"

!?

As I read Conia's thoughts, the person outside the door said.

"Did Gilberto know that when the bounty comes in, it disappears into the city at night?

"... Yes"

"That's blind. Makes you look drunk and fall asleep in a whorehouse. Then the whorehouse woman —— a familiar woman. He walks away with Gilberto's money. The money was spent on food for the slums."

"No!?"

"Loud voice"

"--Shh, excuse me. But I —— I don't know."

I didn't know, I doubted it. After gaining his status, he let go of his duties as a "Blue Knight" -- and despised him somewhere in his heart.

"So, I ask again...... Konia-Merkouri. What the hell do you want?

Hikaru knew that "Blue Knight" Gilberto supported the slam. When he tails after him, he also confirms where he played luxuriously at the night shop "The Water Butterflies" and then Cancans, a woman in the store, took the money. Was Gilberto aware of the surveillance or "Seriously... isn't it Carrappo? Me, did you use that much?" and so on and left.

Hikaru then confirmed the footprint of the canvas. Seeing from her to the point where she crossed a few hands and turned them into slum food, enough was enough.

I "kicked" a kid like a stray, because if I let him go like that, the kids would have been obsessed by the Temple Knight and slashed with a sword. I "saved" him by kicking him —— and this was not something that happened in Hikaru's ignorance.

After finishing his conversation with Conia, Hikaru confirmed the conversation directly to Gilberto. He and I also use "mass blockade" to talk, just like Conia does. I don't have a hobby for holding hands with men, but I just can't help it all.

While Gilberto was for a moment surprised by the information Hikaru grabbed.

"I have to find out that much. - Hey. You said you could help a lot, too, right?

and on the contrary have reopened and asked Hikaru for help.

"Before I do, why didn't you tell the Senior Secretary?"

"What are you talking about?

"The great cavity in the basement. If you kill that black creature, the stones come out --"

All that moment, Hikaru pulled his arm in. If Gilberto and I had touched our hands, it would have been too much killing to let him go.

"... how far do you know what?

Over the iron door, the voices uttered would not be heard by anyone but Hikaru without the use of "mass blockade," it was a small thing. But Hikaru had released enough signs to be most vigilant.

Sharpened killer.

Only one, directed only at Hikaru —— reminiscent of the cleavage of a sword made by a famous artisan.

"... you're the one who knows what? How can you help Slam? Why would you lie to the superior secretary-- no, to the pope? What's beyond that door (...)?"