To Be a Power in the Shadows!
End of life
I disappeared and broke into Zach's room.
"- Huh!? There's no sign of you..."
Zach, who noticed me, opens his eyes in dismay.
Hehe, that's a good response. Zach, it would be nice if you could give me a clear response on the template.
"Look, this is your share"
Enough food is lined up on the plate that was said and given to me.
"Hi, I'll let you use the table."
"Whatever you want."
That's why the actual food.
The menu consists of bread, cream stew and vegetables accompanied by steak.
Simple, but volumetric.
The bread is white in cross section and smells good.
Cream stew contains lots of colorful vegetables and chicken. Tastes honestly yummy.
The steak is huge, it looks like it could be nearly 500g. Lean and low in lipids but soft and juicy. It's my favorite flesh.
They are all usually delicious and satisfying, although they can never be described as top notch dishes. It's great to have too much.
"I didn't think you'd be able to eat this level of meal at the camp."
"Even if it rots, it's a land of art. The average diet is high."
"I see."
I wondered if it would be a bad idea to move to this country in the future when I was happy with my life.
I have a big goal in my life, and that's what makes me a shady man.
But what do I want when I achieve that goal and am happy with my life? In the days of dawn in training, there were moments when I thought so.
The answers I had led, though I thought about a lot of things, were simple: becoming the powerful man of the table, becoming the demon king who destroys the world, becoming the master posi who guides the brave.
Eat something delicious every day and sleep well without worrying about time. That's all I'm happy about.
I live at the expense of loose time. I seek loose time.
I remember being strangely convinced that it was natural.
"You don't think it's poisoned?
"Who do you think I am? You can smell it."
It's a lie, though.
The poison disassembles with magic in the first place, so no problem.
"That's a handy nose, I want it too. When I was a bandit, my men poisoned me. I managed to save my life, but I got caught."
Zach mocked himself.
"I had a lot of confidence in my skill, but the Demon Swordsman status is low in this country. Bandits were much better off than being used by aristocratic idiots. I thought you weren't supposed to get caught... but, okay. The Kings who kept fooling the Demon Swordsman were thrown out by the Doems who took the Demon Swordsman."
Heh.
"I want to hear about a girl named Clara."
I finished my meal, and I cut out stories about her that bothered me.
"Why bother asking me? If you know that woman, you know her better."
"Prior information and information in the field are not necessarily the same. Delusion in information and failure to confirm will result in death..."
I close my eyes and smile deeply. [M]
"Chip, with caution. I don't know the details, either."
"That's fine."
"... hmm"
Zach sounds his nose and speaks out.
"You'll see by name, Clara Oriana is the sister of that infamous Rose Oriana. He was the first to try to reverse the Doems, but he was found out and imprisoned. But he's a royal human being, so he can't even be executed easily. Master Doem had trouble handling it, but apparently not."
"Heh..."
"Clara Oriana is a man who can be the flag of the anti-Doems. Naturally, there are anti-Doemist people gathering beneath her. Even in this camp..."
Zach laughs niggly at the edge of his lips.
"It's rumored that Master Doem is going to swim Clara Oriana and blanket the anti-Doems. That's all I know. You'd know a lot more about that, wouldn't you?
"Come on......"
I use my hands to hide my mouth and my eyes to peek into Zach's eyes.
"Do you want to know...?
Of course I don't know anything, so I open up my magic powers for just a moment and increase my "pressure".
"- Hey! I told you, I'm not going in deep!
- That's a good decision.
I smiled under pressure. [M] It's as if something horrible awaits ahead......
Act as if you know everything and create a shady sense of strength. Pay attention not only to words, but also to your gaze and fingertips.
This is the peak technique!
"Stop it, it's bad for your heart. No..."
Zach wipes his sweat and gets up.
"I'm out of here because I need you. My boss called me."
"Boss......?
"Oh... he's the boss of the Doems"
Zach leaves the room saying so with a seemingly billion-dollar face.
"Heh..."
Of course I decided to follow Zach's trail.