The World of Masks

Time for the sun to scatter its splendid grace right above your head. The residential area was quiet because people were busy working. Almost all the people going out to work were leaving, and only the loud laughter of noisy children was breaking the silence in the house.

Jack was moving around in a house he had just bought, in a house on the street. It was not a very well lived neighborhood in the capital, so the house had no place to hide. The worn wooden wall looks like it could collapse at any moment when the rough wind blows. If we look at the above, we barely live as if the rotten beam had not ended its life at any time.

'That's why it's cheap.'

The cheapest house Jack had bought was this one. Even in the Slum, there was nothing strange about it.

'I don't want to live in a place I'd pay for, but · · · · · · · · · · · · · · · · · ·.'

I didn't care that I didn't want to stay here anyway. Jack walks into what he thinks is a room. I could only see one giant scavenger made out of a bed. No sign of the rest of the trident. Looking around, Jack pulls out a large oak barrel.

'One of these should be enough.'

Jack turns away without a worry, as if the goal was just that one.

I leave the house and go somewhere else this time. The next house was located on the main street. This side was quite expensive. It seemed to be the place where the commercial rights were formed, so the value was high. The more humans you go out into the streets, the more humankind you become. Bargainers and hard-working advocates stand out everywhere. There were some who walked around without paying attention to the destination, while others could not walk properly while looking at the objects around them. Jack enters a building in the backyard of the main street.

This place was brick because it was a place where some people with a certain amount of money came in. He tapped the wall and went around the building. This time, he left three oak barrels and went out again. Jack had to go through a few buildings to get out of the city.

Jack's building was scattered across the capital. Fortunately, the capital of the game, representing the Middle Ages, was small. Compared to the size of that glorious city of modern times, it was no less than a village of thugs. If the size of this capital were modern Seoul, it would not be possible to end it in at least one day.

Jack walks down the sidewalk and quickly falls to his side. I climbed a mountain not too far from the capital. It was not a big mountain, but it could not be called a mountain.

The villagers around you take a small trail and turn it to the side while gathering fuel or hunting. It was not a road, but it was not to the extent that it could not walk. After walking for a while, suddenly there was a clear view. Beyond the blue sky, all the capital was a good spot to see.

"Welcome."

Callie approaches greetings.

"How'd it go?"

"Yeah, it wasn't that hard. Besides, you're crazy where you want to be, right?"

He replies lightly, intertwining with Jack's arm. Jack hits his back once and looks straight ahead.

A majestic city overlooking a vast plain catches my eye. Humans like ants continue to come and go. It was a force that would continue to activate that giant city as blood flowing through its veins. The capital was like a beating heart. No, literally that city was the heart of this country. And it's the heart at its center. Luxurious royal palaces exude a go-go presence in the deepest part of the capital.

Jack looks around and says,

"You can see enough of this view, right?"

"Yes, I'm sure I can see that."

He did not mention what he could see, but the meaning was clearly working.

"Looks like you're all set. Now it's just entertainment."

Jack's eyes glow like a snake seeking prey.

* * *

"Hmm, that's a bold one."

The Grand Duke, sitting on a large throne, stroked his chin. It was a strange mix of unpleasantness and awe. The erl bows his head and tries not to oppose the Grand Duke as much as possible.

"What do we do?"

I asked carefully because I had to listen to the Grand Duke's opinion. The Grand Duke, who was touching the arm with his finger, turned only his eyes and looked at the Earl.

"There's nothing wrong with that. Still, it would be nice to have someone to escort your niece to the afterlife. You do your part."

The erl bows his head as if he knew.

"On the way, if possible, make sure he's dead." That doesn't mean you have to do it, but if you get a chance to look at the situation, give it a try. "

"I understand."

"Oh, by the way, Do you have any idea what he's planning to do to my nephew?"

The Grand Duke was curious as to the plan to assassinate a traveler with a puff of blood who had been assassinated by the king. It seemed possible to predict the use of firearms, but that was it. There were no precise information about firearms for the humans in the air. He was just training hard with the rifles and bullets Jack gave him. Of course, I was working hard to get some of them back for research purposes, but I didn't hear a good story.

"We found out that we bought a few houses with the money we gave them. We don't know the exact intent because we bought it in the Middle East, but I think we're going to bury the gunpowder in our house and blow it up in the middle of the plan to create chaos."

Otherwise, I couldn't figure out the intent. What am I going to do with just a few houses? Moreover, the house I bought was a lot away from the castle. I was just curious about how to use it to assassinate the king. The only thing I could come up with was that I put gunpowder in there and blew it up, creating chaos.

"If it's chaos · · · · · · · · · · · · · ·"

"Perhaps the palace's boundaries will be crossed. I think he's going to do something about it. The mansion we offer is close to the royal palace, where you can start firing bombs. The palace will be seen outside the city, so you will keep your promise to watch the king die."

If so, it may be possible. It was a pity for the royal city to fly away, but the Grand Duke could take as much as he wanted to.

"But who fired that cannon? I thought that traveler was out of town with you. Does the traveler have a partner?"

The Grand Duke tilted his head. To date, the Earl has not heard that there are clear associates among the travelers working with him.

"I noticed a female colleague sticking around like an advisor every time, but I didn't see any other colleagues. But it's not surprising that the people who were originally working with us were a group of some size, and the people who wiped them out were also a group."

The Grand Duke thought of the bear. Soon, I frowned.

"But still clumsy. Even if he destroys the palace, there is little chance he will survive."

There is no secret passageway for the Grand Duke to know, but there are many skilled knights and wizards around. There were many possibilities of survival.

"We'll have to see for ourselves, but we may have other options. The method of assassination is a secret and it's a secret. Above all, if it fails, why not add another condition to that failure?"

You may be able to tear out more firearms in return for failed quests, or learn how to make firearms. Of course, it is easy for a traveler like him, but it is certain that he is in a better position. The Duke nods as if he agrees with you. Then, in a weighty voice, I gave the order to the Earl.

"Very well. First, you must 'see' the assassination by your side, as the traveler has said. I'll get some elite escorts from my Knights, so take them with you. And just in case, protect the traveler. I want more firearms."

The erl bows his head in obedience to the Grand Duke's command. You give the order. All you have to do is follow it. The erl slowly retreated in front of the Grand Duke in a polite manner.