Foreigner with Dark Hair in Another World

"You come here. You just told me you were a fucking asshole."

"Well, I mean..."

But I've been thinking about what kind of jerk he's been scolding with, and I changed it into a waterproof garment before I came out.

And there are times when barbarians roll in the slums, both men and women. I'm sure he's confident he'll be in the middle of the battle.

Anyway, I think you should ask this son of a bitch to guide you to the organization. The boss would know something. If you don't know, you'll find out.

Originally, the bottom criminals were just a handy wallet and resource to use. No matter how much you capture, kill, or take money, there's no turning back.

"Come on, motherfucker."

As I stretched out my arms and tried to grab the branches, the thugs next to him reflectively swung their hand axes and clubs at me.

"You bastard!"

"Search!"

"Three, my God!!!!!!!"

I was surprised as if I had been struck by lightning!

As soon as I saw these bastards on the ground, they were scattering flesh and blood on me! The hand axe was clearly aiming for my forehead, and the club was aiming for my balls and flying!

Not just criminals, but professional serial killers!!!

- Pa!

Spread your palms out and smash the face of the man who was wielding the hand axe! His head spins three wheels like a bamboo helicopter.

- Furry.

The body with the head turned around loses its center and collapses.

"Heh, heh, heh!! My head!!!"

"Did you go back?!?!?!"

No! Fuck!

I hit my head and I'm going back to that shit!!

"Hey, hey! Fuck!!! What if you get your head back?!!!"

I have already lost my life in a panic and shaken the collar of a hand axe murderer. But it was a floating point. It had three spins on its head, but it couldn't be alive.

A person is not a rubber band of a rubber-powered machine, so the hair that has been turned around once will never return to its original state!

The cervical bones are too small!!!

- Furry.

The other two, who were looking at him, sat down. One of them was the one who cursed me.

"Oh, fuck. You think that son of a bitch got shot?"

As soon as I get to the new city, I'm gonna kill myself.

However, there are many bodies rolling around anyway, so they won't get teased like that. It was embarrassing, but let's just move on.

"Anyway, you just told me to fuck you, didn't you?"

"Yes, yes? What did I tell you?"

"Take off the shishishimi?"

"Sin, sorry!!!! Stop because I'm excited!!! I don't know any nobles!!!"

- Pa!

He bows to me like a frog and howls.

The one next to me was the same, and the others who were fighting over there stopped fighting and tried to scatter themselves.

I don't need those bastards anyway.

"Is that all you have to do if you apologize for insulting people?"

"Sorry!!! Here, that's all I have!!"

He tries to take something out of his pocket as he bows.

This son of a... I tried to kill him, but when I saw that he was trying to forgive me correctly, I felt like I was losing my mind.

So what's that going to be?

"Well, I'm an 8 Cooper! Please accept!!!"

You crazy son of a bitch.

Once I put it in my pocket, I said,

"Why do you think the son of a bitch would look like an eight-cooper with a knife all of a sudden? The guys next to it swung their weapons."

"Well, I'm watching..."

"Crazy guy talks."

I've been trying to talk, but it's unforgivable to talk.

- Cuckoo!

"Arghhhh!!!!"

Immediately after trampling on his elbow, his body explodes and his arm falls out. Just by stepping on it with force, the bones are crushed and the arms are severed.

I just tried to kill him, but I still paid eight coupons, so I move on to a pair of arms.

You son of a bitch is being kind to me.

"Grow up!!"

"Be quiet, you son of a bitch."

Let's throw this bastard away and drag him next to us.

"Heh, heh. Argh...!"

I grabbed the branch of the man who was holding the piss and raised it up.

"Here we go. I was wrong...!!!"

"If you do something wrong, show it to the chief."

"Two, Chief?"

"Yeah, I'm sure there's a leader in the pattern organization. I need to talk to him about this."

"Ahhh, ahhh. Oh, I see!!"

"What the fuck is Des Nights?"

After being completely frightened, he arranges his robes and asks you to follow him. It's been a long time since the rest of the Violent Ships have fled. You wise bastards.

There are only a few bodies left on the scene that are bleeding iron.

Killing criminals is a good thing. Then they were doing a good thing. So I just let him get away. Killing good people can be a dream.

"Hilde. Just follow me from behind."

"Yes, yes. I'll do that, Uh-huh. But you really are a man! Violence! I think I know why Claudie is obsessed with this!"

Hilde pulls my neck as she walks away.

"Uh-huh, are you?"

"You're killing all the lowly humans!"

"Hilde?"

"Except for you and your other wives!"

Circubus, too.

I guess I walked like that for 20 minutes.

"Two-two-two... Two-two-two, can I call you chief...? Or would you like to come in with me...?"

Upon arrival, a frightened assailant bowed to me at 90 degrees and asked me.

This son of a bitch knows how to be polite, so he won't have to hit him.

"Are you sure it's in here?"

"Well, you will."

"Open the door."

"Yes."

- Yikes.

Immediately he opens the door, and I wait for Hilde and then go inside. I can see a man who looks like a criminal boss sitting on his desk arrogantly.

"Well, that's the boss."

"Yeah? Then get the hell out of here."

"Yes!!!!"

After he answered vigorously, he closed the door as he went out.

- Slippery.

"..."

The boss stares at me with a sleazy face. I'm biting even the Bear Battalion in my mouth.

Is he some kind of clean-footed bastard?

Anyway, I came to him, and he said, "It's not polite not to say hello."

"You're the head of a criminal organization here? I came here to ask you something."

"..."

When I speak, the silent boss opens his mouth slowly as he breaks his head in an arrogant position.

"I don't know. Is there a reason to answer that question?"

It is a very arrogant and charismatic voice. I can see the jaw line is sharp and the body is a bit good. He is the type who is confident in the fight.

But you son of a bitch.

"Why are you weighing so heavily on the subject of criminals?"

"Huh?"

"Come here, you fucker."

- Argh!

He twists his neck and raises it high, shaking it like a rodent, turning it around, crushing it on the ground, and sticking it against a wall, giving it a humane view of Seoul.

- Kudang Bath!

"Arghhhhhh!!"

"Bitooder Atooder Bangbang!!!!"

- Whirlick Whirlick!

- Aggravation!!

You son of a bitch is too cocky on the subject...!

"Argh!! Stop!!! Gmaaaan!!!"

"Enough?"

"Sorry! Please stop! I was wrong!"

Then he threw his moped head on the floor, squeezing his bloody face and holding his breath, he squeezed his head at me.

"If you're a fucking criminal, you have to crawl on your own. Why the fuck? How dare you hold your weight in front of me? Do you make money working legally?"

"Oh, no!!"

"What a fucking moneymaker! You criminals are just black, I get it!!!!!!!!"

"Got it!! Wrong! Sorry! Sorry!!!!"

I stabbed him in the back, and Cook replied politely as he raised his arms.

"Get down on your knees if you don't think you can see it. Don't you know the river of weakness?"

"I know! Wrong!"

"First of all, where's your safe."

For now, it's a safe.

"The safe?"

"No, your organizer suddenly threw a knife at me and stabbed me in the face. Let's get some of that fake stuff and talk. How much do you have?"

"Well, what's in the vault right now is about four silver..."

"There's only four silver? It looks like a goo-line, so I'll take it from my arm."

"There's an 11-silver one! Help me!!!"

"Take it out."

- Pa!

The swift boss clears the desk and removes the little rug underneath. Then a little secret door was opened, and a box came out of it.

I looked inside the box and said,

"Uh-huh, our boss? What's your name?"

"Don't worry, it's Mardon..."

"Yes, Mardon. Are you the only ones involved in urban crime?"

"Oh, no. There's a bunch of them... torn and sticking back together, or something new or gone... so they're fluid. I, too, am the leader of a large organization, but not a very powerful force..."

It's the same everywhere.

"But why are you so proud?"

"It's a shallow-looking floor... We need to get out of here first. Is bluffing a little important..."

"That's the way it is."

This is the same everywhere.

Still, it would have been a shame if I had been armed.

"But that's not what I really want."

"Just say the word."

"Yo, are there any weirdos around here?"

"Strange people?"

"Something's coming up. If you don't straw, you're gonna get hurt."

"Well, like that!!!"

"Well, why. People get together, or they get sick of strange religions. Something special like that. You all know that, don't you?"

"Well, there's more of them over here than you know."

I'm talking about you.

"I heard rumors that the Crusaders searched the area... I've seen it before, but they say it's real..."

He would have been my predecessor.

Anyway, there are rumors that the Crusaders are here.

"What? Why is the Crusader here?"

Once he pretended not to know, he asked, saying he didn't know either.

"I don't know? I don't know, that."

"Then find out about it. So, you don't know what a real rally or a people gathering is?"

"Maybe there is, but I don't know the exact location... I need to find out."

"Figure it out."

"Now?"

"By tomorrow. How many of you are there?"

"Four, a little over thirty."

One of them died and the other was crippled.

"Release them and tell them to report any gatherings or gatherings nearby."

"Oh, I see. But they're not very good listeners... I don't know if that's going to work."

"If this son of a bitch does. If it doesn't work out, you go after it."

"I will do it unconditionally! Unconditional!"

The boss trembled and replied loudly.

I just feel so full of motivation.

Then I guess I'll just have to hypnotize Hilde to see if she escaped or last.

"Uh-huh, yeah. That's the wisdom of all living people. Listen to me very carefully. Here, if you're good, you won't lose the safe and I'll give you my money."

"..."

Let's take the crate and give it back once we're good.

"If you want to run, you can do it, and I will find you, torture you, and kill you. I specialize in that. It's different from a slum boat like you."

"Huuuuuuuu...!"

"Don't wonder who I am and why I'm doing this to you... All I have to do is know where to gather people. Do you understand?"

"I didn't see anything!!!!!!!"

Once you use them, you'll be able to approximate where people gather. We're going to need a few if we're going to be able to solve thirty of them. I did this because I can't use Hilde's hypnotic magic to direct it.

Where would the Crusaders use this method?

Criminals are also an important resource.

"Well, wait a minute."

I came out of the building like that.

"Oh, did you come out? What did he say?"

"I didn't hear anything, but I ordered you to find some kind of rally place. They're good at that."

Smells like a place where people gather.

"Wow, so you're using them? As you can see, Cat! You're so cool and smart!"

"Uh-huh, yeah. Anyway, Hilde should come in with me and briefly interrogate me."

"Well, yes. Okay, I'm a specialist."

The boss immediately calmed down as he went back in with Hilde.

"W-what brings you back?"

"Turn around."

"Yes!"

Hilde immediately performed hypnotic magic.

Of course, this is not plural. A simple answer. Literally, only a simple answer is possible. Hilde asked whether he knew where to flee and where to assemble, whether there was a supreme organization or a religion of faith, and as a result, there was no useful information.

I came out of the favelas after he made the memory of Hilde's encounter unclear.

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That's how I came back to the Boss's building before noon the next day.

"Oh, you're here!! I tried my best to find out what you told me to do! There are roughly six places where people gather!"

He yells as he puts out a map.

I also have an organizational history, so I found 6 in a day.

"Oh, you're good at this."

"I was just releasing the kids and finding a location... it wasn't that hard. We know where the kids meet. But it's not all found, it's not perfect... I'm just trying my best at what I can."

"Yeah, you can do the best you can, right?"

I knocked on his shoulder to speak with no confidence.

"If you want to take a look around, I'll give you your money back."

"You don't have to!"

Courtesy has been infused.