Genius Scammers Want an Easy Life After Reincarnation

The Master is asking for release - that is, acquittal.

The opponent is an unprecedented serial killer. No matter how many people you save as a result of your cooperation, it's probably impossible.

However, it was only in accordance with the normal method.

You can't do anything you can't imagine, such as tampering with evidence, acquiring members of an autonomous organization, or manipulating public opinion impressions.

Yes, if there is “nothing you can't do”, the method can be counted as one of the choices.

... no, I have to count, is that correct?

The important thing in the negotiating arena is not to say no.

From that point of view, I'm sorry, but Master's bargaining skills are perfect.

Because I can't hold out on this ridiculous demand for release.

If you don't get it from the beginning, you can give up at that point.

However, it is a pity to let go of the information that has been frustrated in front of you because it will arrive if you reach out.

By the time he thinks so, I've already lost.

It's a really good way to accurately understand people's susceptibility to psychology.

"You must have wanted to eliminate discrimination from this world."

"Yes, that's right."

"Then can you look at the current situation where silver-haired elves may be used as medicine ingredients?

After a moment of serious surprise, Master leaks a dry laugh.

And without saying I was disappointed, I exhaled a big sigh.

"I can't believe you're appealing to someone like me... are you really that Rosie Mysteria?

"I don't care who I am. I'll do anything if I can. That's me."

"Yes, of course you can get me out of here."

"Sure, but I'll decide whether or not to do it."

I put my weight on my heel and kicked the iron lattice.

The sound of high metal echoed through the narrow dungeon.

"Remember, Patchworker, I'm the one who's in charge of your murder."

"I see. Now what about violence? Is that one of the possibilities?

"No? I didn't think I could make you obey with violence from the start. I just want to say that I can tamper with all the records about your“ patchworker "after your death."

"... it seems stupid. I'm not threatening to talk about it after I die."

Really?

Pick up the blurry lightning bolt, then pull Risha's hand and turn her heel back.

"Don't worry, I won't mention the name" patchworker ”from you anymore. But it may turn a murderer with a noble ideal into a perverted criminal."

"Do you think my disciples will forgive me for that!?

"You don't understand, you should value yourself more. You're the only one in the world who can play Patchworker. I mean, aren't even the disciples the only ones who can defame the name" patchworker "?

Step by step, step by step, you move away from the master with deliberate footsteps.

I hear a grip on the lattice behind me.

I caught a fishing hook. And then you look at the gap, and you're bold.

"I see! I don't want to be released! So at least call for a moratorium on executions!

"Goodbye, Patchworker. Enjoy your life as a thug for a while."

"Ah, it's Stemon Cemetery! His name is Jean, and so is the Twilight!

Stemon Cemetery, probably a communal cemetery just outside the slum town called Laran.

I've heard that people don't stop by due to insecure neighborhoods, and that all they bury are unidentified or unaccompanied bodies.

Well, as a condition for conducting an investigation, it's perfect.

Well, fishing is good.

Leave the dungeon early without stopping or looking back.

I put back the lock that I had opened with the picking, slapped the sleeping guard on the cheek several times, wiped off the sleeping pills that had been applied to the drinking mouth of the water bottle, and then went out to the ground.

"... hah"

It was not long after Risha left the royal castle that she exhaled a strange voice with a sigh.

"Are you nervous?

"Ah, of course! We didn't do anything strange to get caught there!

"I told you, I can't choose a way this time. That's still the beginning."

"Is there more than that!?

"--Risha"

Reesha's expression was a little too strong to tell if she felt anything serious.

"If you don't stop, it's not too late."

Pause and say so, Lisha leans down with her back to this side one step ahead.

"Forget everything Stea has told you, and do as much work as you can."

"... the logic is so gentle."

"Kind? Me?

Respond unexpectedly.

"After all, this is how you prepare your escape route. I'm supposed to have chosen this path, but they tell me to run away...."

But keep breathing.

Before the answer, the holding hand was firmly gripped back.

"I won't run away. I've decided that I'm going to do it."

In the reddish scenery, my determined, empty eyes looked straight at me.