Wolf Barrel 5.56

The name of the red-haired nobleman is Isaac Friedman.

Isaac sat down on the bench next to me and told the traveler how he had been doing his injury first aid.

Seeing Isaac as if he were a 10,000 puller sitting in the office, I thought he'd done evil without sexual punishment anyway, but when I heard the story, it wasn't what I expected.

Apparently he honestly boarded a station carriage to get home after being released from custody at the guild.

He seemed to reflect properly.

But on the way home, the incident happened.

The carriage that I took over was unluckily a camouflage carriage of bandits.

Both Isaac's brother Anton, who was with him at that time, were wearing headscarves and even kidnapped to the bandit Negijo. And he took my brother hostage, and only Isaac was released. Isaac's role is as a gold hauler. I'm going to pick up 10 million rooves of ransom to my parents' house, and I'm going to take it alone to a designated location at 5: 00 the next morning.

I mean, this is kidnapping for ransom.

If Isaac asks the guards or the guild for help along the way, he says there's no life for his brother.

He said he had a buddy in town on everything, and he threatened to find out as soon as he asked for help. I am uncertain about the veracity of things, but I cannot act in a detour. Does it work as a threat?

For once, I checked my surroundings inconspicuously, but there was no suspicious shadow.

And even if Isaac came with someone, where the money was given, there would be no life for his brother.

"... ugh"

Isaac, who had finished applying the medicine, was drooling like a stone on his back.

I put a natural question to Isaac.

"Are you okay with not going back to your parents' house?

As far as I can tell, there shouldn't be enough time.

Isaac, with his head up, distorted his eyebrows and looked like he was still going to cry.

I was surprised to hear what was going on - and I was flabbergasted.

What a relief from the shock and fear of being beaten, plus the fact that I was only open to myself made my head bland, and when I realized I was here, he said.

What? Sora.

The traveler next door was also frightened.

Isaac's parents took a carriage from here for three hours each way. The next flight is tomorrow morning.

Whatever you think, you can't make it.

The rider is asleep in an attempt to get the management company at the station carriage to tell him what's going on and send him. Besides moving a carriage at night is considered insane in this world. Because there are many wildlife that become active at night. Besides, street lights aren't installed like modern times, and there's no such thing as a guardrail.

They also have accidents where they get up on stones without realizing the falling stones on the road.

I mean...

……

……

Me and the traveler stare silently.

I mean, by the time Isaac was released and I didn't go to my parents' house right away, this story was over.

The killer seems to have misplaced himself.

I can't help it now.

He/she will understand the matter properly. Isaac sat round his back, as if his neck would fall out if he swayed his shoulders, shelled out.

Because of me, my helpful life stopped helping.

I can't stand that feeling of self-reproach and despair, and I can only shrink.

"My brother... woo, hick, oh, because I'm weak... my brother..."

Isaac squeaks, slapping his fist on his forehead.

When I saw Isaac like that, the word "deserved" didn't come out.

I'm even sympathetic now.

I don't know about the other nobles in the Totori case, but at least Isaac put on the "scuffle" of what he did himself. I remember him properly. You must have broken your shin. It's not hard to imagine how much suffering being broken healthy tibia creates.

And he also made me write a pledge that I would never do evil to Totori again.

I also made him promise to go home immediately.

And Isaac followed them all.

Isaac's sins will not disappear, but I believe this is the "drop" of what he did. If it was a party or something, there would be objections, but at least I think it's been EVEN in my eyes.

That's why I'm worried about helping him...

I look next door as I figure it out.

Isaac's tears and saliva were falling on the pompous, pompous and cobblestone. Watching Isaac just crying like this really blunts his decision.

Isaac doesn't have enough -.

The wolf who lives on my chest, though he raised his face once, now sleeps tummy on the ground, putting his forelegs together and his chin on top of it, in a relaxed position. I yawn and make it uninteresting. But those pointy ears, they remain pointing toward Isaac.

I think so too. I agree.

Definitely for Isaac - it's not enough.

I don't feel like moving until I can hear that.

You're on hold now.

I asked Isaac a question to a traveler sitting on the other side.

"I just got out of the country, and I'm not sure, can I ask you something?

"I thought so. So, what?

"In the case of kidnapping like this, how do everyone in town deal with it?

I guess that statement was taken by the traveler in the way of a good man who broke his heart trying to help Isaac. He was kind enough to tell me as he broke his expression.

I thought it was different, but I listened.

First, at the time of the kidnapping, most of the victims said they would give up their resistance.

Because they're doing it in business, so you should pay for it and put it away in peace.

Anyway, one of the scales is being put on because it's the life of an important flesh parent.

Is it normal to want to avoid making things rough?

That, but.

"Didn't the Adventurer Guild have a kidnapping rescue?

I have heard from Stella that she has a life-saving mission.

"There is. But the request costs too much money," said the traveler.

It's not that difficult if you just kill the killer, but the goal is to rescue the hostage to 'safe', so naturally, it requires the right arm.

In other words, the unit cost of labor jumps.

Besides, adventurers often don't want to take on if they don't have a certain number.

If it's enough to pay such a large sum, it's cheaper to pay the money requested by the kidnappers.

And most of the kidnappers demand a ransom lower than the fee.

I don't even have to think about which one is better.

It's a simple deduction.

In this case, the ransom will also be expensive because it was the nobility who kidnapped him. Still, 10 million seems pretty conscientious. Even 50 million, for example, nobles would be able to prepare gold. But if you're going to pay 50 million or so, you're going to have the possibility to decide you should hire more than one first-rate adventurer for 20 million. Travelers said this 10 million is a hidden figure in the calculations of such kidnappers.

Besides, the short deadline is also a crook.

I don't give them a respite to think about.

And the amount you can have ready.

The giver of the money is one of the hostages.

If the prospectus fails, immediately erase the evidence (hostages) and escape.

I can see a more thorough attitude to achieving my goals than an obsession with gold.

The kidnapper's depth of caution was visible to me as well. But what didn't even take into account Isaac's weakness in heart, though it seemed to be a failure over there.

"But is a normal kidnapping something we've worked on so far?

"No, the substitutes so far are pretty good... maybe..."

"Do you have any idea?

The traveler nods and asks Isaac, who is still fading away.

"You said you were transported to Negijo, right? Is that a carriage?

Isaac slowly shakes his neck to the side.

"... walked... was covered in bags and walked with his ass kicked"

"You know what happened to that carriage?

"No... because I didn't see it... but he said something about dismantling it behind him..."

The traveler who heard that warped his face like a cha-cha.

I twist my neck without making sense. [M]

"What do you mean?

"Definitely. Bandit Buzz."

I assure you so, traveler.

There was an obvious fear and disgust in the voice of the traveler who spoke of the buzz and the name.

Apparently, they're pretty bad guys.

Bandit Buzz.

A group of six to seven criminals working around here.

Buzz Holminov, the group's boss, seems to be an ex-military with a background in the Cannibal National Army until a few years ago.

Bandit Buzz is famous for his thoroughness in erasing traces.

Looks like you'll be discarding the fake carriage once you've used it.

Because that won't get me any legs.

The bandit who attacked Isaac was not a weak-headed clutterfish in an action movie, but a professional criminal who still appeared in suspense.

"But if they suck like that, won't the army or the guild crusade them?

"They actually happened a few times. But it all ended in failure."

"Yes!? Are you that strong!?

"No, I'm telling you, they're also a bunch of chimps. I don't have all kinds of gear, so you won't be able to fathom me if I come from the front. But because Buzz the Bandit is good at detecting enemy approaching, he's going to run away as soon as he tries to get close."

"Is perception magic or something like that?

"I thought you said ex-military. You don't have to use magic to detect proximity."

I don't know the details, traveler.

Besides, Bandit Buzz's base of activity is dotted in the woods and rarely goes out into people, so it's hard to grab a foothold.

Even if you keep your men alive, only the boss knows where the base is.

I see. It's really tough.

The traveler threw up, saying it was thorough enough to kill as many witnesses as possible.

When I heard the words of the traveler, I came to think of a possibility.

"Isaac, was there anyone else in the camouflage carriage besides you?

"... there was... an old man and his wife..."

"Oh, what happened to that couple?

"I don't know! I was dragged out of the carriage before I could wear my headscarf..."

The traveler's face clouded when I heard that. That was telling the whole story.

Right, did you clean it up because you're in the way?

With the carriage.

Living humans.

Someone not guilty of anything.... I see.

Continuing to ask questions, suppressing the doth black emotions that are winding down as the vortex.

"Isaac, do you know where the enemy is?

"I don't know. Because I was blindfolded..."

"Whatever. Were there any clues, like smells or sounds?

After a few seconds of silence, Isaac answered.

"... but the room smelled so tight. The back of my nose hurt."

The traveler who was listening smelled Isaac's clothes.

Then I guess I figured out something.

Now the traveler took over the question.

"Did the floorboards rot? Or maybe the wind just blew and the walls didn't sound giddy?

"Eh... oh, yeah, but sounds like animal ringing from the wall..."

"Okay, that's the abandoned sap distillery."

You know what I mean? and threw his gaze, the traveler clasped and concurred.

They say travellers tend to dust wood for roadblocks and silver,

And this sap distillery is a work place that distills and processes collected sap.

It may be dismantled after a few years or abandoned as it is because the house will gradually rot with just the gas it generates and eventually threatens to collapse. They say there are a few of those cabins around here. I'm sorry it rains and it's the underside of the house, so the traveler says he's marking it on his map and telling his uncle fellow travelers.

That helped this time.

Around the point where Isaac was liberated and one of the abandoned distillery huts noted by the traveler matched perfectly.

This is where Isaac was abducted.

And this place is definitely a trap first.

Let the person who deliberately opens up the discerning items remember them and divert their attention from the home where they are. If this is an offense that comes from a short-circuit motive, it's too much to think about. But they're professionals.

First of all, definitely, after we opened Isaac up, we should have moved somewhere else.

And from afar, you should be keeping an eye on that distillery hut. There is also a good chance that they have a primitive trick around the cabin that detects people's proximity.

Monitor it that way, and if the moment a shadow of dismay approaches the distillery cabin, interrupt the operation.

On the other hand, there is a home base within walking distance of the distillery. It doesn't make sense in the distance because we need to check the shadow in the middle of the night and further convey it to the base boss. I can't use a horse in the woods at night. Distance is limited when it is a person's foot.

Definitely.

The base is near here.

- My 'strength' can be demonstrated here.

Ask the traveler, the bandit Buzz is hardly armed. They say it's not much different from the bandits that attacked me one day during Rabbit Claw. Winning is expensive, if you will.

I think I can handle this.

A wolf in his chest is lifting his body and shaking with a blurb.

Already in my mind, I intend to carry out a rescue.

But the last "trigger" wasn't enough.

Isaac, who is supposed to give me that inspiration,

"... Ugh, sorry... sorry Anton..."

When I finished talking, it was like a shriveled balloon.

I guess he has a weak personality from the beginning.

I'm in front of these rough things, and I'm completely atrophied.

Even the word "help me" stopped coming out. And I'll wait and see what someone can do about it. I don't try to move myself, I wait with my ears shut to finish. It's like the first time I was attacked in that forest and dying...

I have sympathy for Isaac. I am also going to help.

But not like this.

We need to be sure of Isaac's true intentions.

……

When he stood silently, Isaac had turned to his tear-shaken face.

As if seeking salvation.

Looking down at it, I told him.

"How much money can I have for my brother's rescue?

"... What?" Isaac's wet eyes peer open.

The traveler is gnawed.

Ignore it and keep talking.

"It will be a contract not as an adventurer, but as an individual"

"Oh, that's fine! Really, yes, will you go!?

"Depends on your forehead. So, how much can you prepare?

Isaac went on a tour.

"Oh, if you ask your parents..."

"No parents. It's money you can have alone."

"Then it's a million luvs. Do anything. Debt. So..."

"Okay. I'll hit my hand with that million luvs. And that bad taste sword?

"Oh, I left that on Totori. Probably still got it!

"You don't need it anymore. Then add the money you sold to the extra reward."

"Okay. I will. So..."

"Last"

I let go of my words to Isaac trying to get to me.

Talking about money, that's just pretending.

This is where the real deal starts.

"If your brother was already dead when I went, it's not my fault"

"Oh, oh, I know"

"I will not be held responsible for the death of another person caught in the crossfire."

"... ok"

"And finally, if you fail and me and your brother die..."

"In that case, Isaac. What do you do?

"What!?" Isaac fading away. "Well, that's... that's..."

"Isaac, let me know what you think"

……

In response to my inquiry, Isaac answered in silence.

I looked sharply at such a rounded back.

This is the finish.

I brutally grabbed Isaac's forehead and forced his face up.

And at such a distance that my nose and nose are likely to stick, I stare furiously.

I said to frozen Isaac, with a momentum that cut him a thousand bites.

"You, how long have you been acting like someone else?"

Wrinkles around your nose.

I let the words bathe in roaring vomit.

"Who's dying right now?

He's your brother, isn't he?

Isaac, you're a party.

Come on, stop turning away because you're scared!

You're the one who really made the situation worse. It's your weakness.

But who was Teng himself who created this situation in the first place?

Remember.

Remember their faces!

Who put you in a despicable trap and grabbed my brother!

You're all Uzi worm bastards who just want money!

That's an out-of-the-box way to kill an old man to protect himself, too!

They took my brother from me.

You don't think I'm sorry?

You're not getting angry?

Why don't you show me that!

If my brother dies, why don't you show me the temper to avenge him?

Is that the extent? The presence of a brother to you!

It's not worth it to mess around and stick to me!

If you can't save me, at least you don't even feel like clearing that mindless!

To what extent is my brother to you!

Answer me, Isaac Friedman!

"Hey, hey, you, whatever it is - no!

A traveler tries to pinch his mouth. I silenced it with my gaze.

Excuse me, would you shut up for a second?

Make sure you're as silent as petrified, then turn to Isaac.

Return to the original tone and tell quietly.

"Isaac, if you want to move me, show me the will."

I finished saying it and peered into Isaac's eyes. Then there, I could see the swings of emotions like different waves.

I made sure of that. I let Isaac go and let him sit back.

Once again Isaac leans down.

But the atmosphere, unlike earlier, did not make me feel weak or other shards.

My arms, my shoulders, my back, shake when I twitch.

The tremor is not out of fear.

It's from pure anger. It is the rage unleashed by those who have been deprived of their precious flesh parents.

Looks like Isaac finally noticed.

That I am a party.

I have a similar experience.

When I first came to this world.

In that forest, the wolf was about to kill me, and when I was about to die, I finally understood that I was a party. Until I was about to get my arm chewed off, I was thinking like any other HR. When someone could do something about it, they were unconsciously turning away and blocking their ears.

Like Isaac just now......

There's a reason I'm burning Isaac on purpose.

If this was the adventurer's job, I would have honestly begged.

But this isn't it.

This isn't work, it's 'help people'. Besides, it's a life-saving help.

To move, you naturally need as much motivation as it deserves.

That motive, like Bins and my mother in the sailcarriage that made me decide to fight lizards.

That's what we need.

But Isaac couldn't feel the certainty, the desire to help his brother.

All I have is "I did that" and "I did this" regrets. It was like, it was already over.

I didn't like that.

I'm not going to go out of my way to risk my life for a human being who can either help or not. It was necessary to ascertain the depth of that will whether Isaac really wanted to help wholeheartedly.

It may seem a pain in the ass.

But this is me.

I won't move until I'm convinced.

That's why they're purposefully imitating a breakthrough.

And it seemed worth it.

Shivering stops from Isaac's body. Looks like you've made up your mind.

Come on, Isaac. Show me.

How valuable is my brother to you?

Tell me if you're human enough to risk your life to help.

After a moment of silence, Isaac looked up.

The shape was no longer someone else.

The wet tear muscles were dry.

The lips that were at war were firmly drawn and tied.

The sight that was pitifully drooling was hanging.

And.

In his eyes, the flames of hatred swayed.

I laughed inside. [M]

That's right, that's it. If I'd asked you for that face from the beginning, I wouldn't have to talk to you like this for nothing. Well, let me ask you something.

"Did you get the answer?

"Yes."

"Let me hear it"

"I have no power to help my brother. So - Mr. Ogami, I ask you. I wandered into this town, perhaps because I was about to rely on you, the strong one. Mr. Ogami, please. Help my dear brother."

"What if it fails?

"At that time..."

Isaac has bitten his teeth giggly and turned his determined gaze.

"Then I'll go get my brother's revenge."

"How?

"Convince my father and grandfather. And then we collect the money, we build a mercenary regiment, we go after them."

"What if I can't convince you?

"You can't, you do! If it's for that, it's ears, but fingers, but I'll cut you off with a knife in a place of persuasion. I'll show my father and grandfather how serious I am! Even if I spend my whole life, I'll hunt you down to the last one. If it's for that, I'll do whatever it takes!

"If it was to clear up my brother's carelessness, I'd give you this life!

"The more you risk your own life, the more important your brother is to you, isn't he?

"Naturally!

That assertion, which is close to screaming, is neither acting nor, let alone, paranoia coming from self-inflicted self-abandonment.

I could understand that I meant it. I was sure I would actually do it.

That's why I decided to take this request.

"Okay, Isaac Friedman. I'm here to rescue my brother Anton."

"Ho, is that true? Are you sure you want to take it?

"No two words"

A glimmer of tears spills from Isaac's eyes again.

That's not out of sadness. It was a blood tear coming from remorse.

"Ya, please... instead of me powerless... save Anton..."

"In the name of this prayer, be sure"

"Please..."

I gave a quiet salute to Isaac, who groaned like he was spitting blood.

Look at that.

The traveler did not make it as slight as a stone statue, but watched it with open eyes.