Genius Scammers Want an Easy Life After Reincarnation

An arrow in the realm with the prospect of secretly uncovering stupid plots.

The atmosphere of the guards stationed in the city starts to rush, and the situation begins to change dramatically.

One is logistics recovery.

The prices of various items in the market fell and stabilized.

According to what I heard, the customs posts that had been laid all over Kansas Street and elsewhere have disappeared and no customs duties have been taken.

Because they don't know when they'll be taxed again, merchants are taking the lead on bulk shipments.

That's probably why the price of the product is lower than usual.

Guys and other people in the city were very boiled by the decline in prices.

Except for me.

I see this as an achievement of purpose. [M]

Until now, for some reason, I had to go to Sekijo.

Of course, the increase in tax revenues is one of the reasons, but there is a more reliable way to earn more income.

Taking the form of tariffs deliberately would have played a more important role.

For example, yes.

In order not to let people out of the territory who are not convenient for them, and not to enter the territory.

There is also the possibility that he was secretly guiding people and things that disappeared after he entered the country.

Anyway, that means that some sort of plan is already in its final stages.

And the other change is the remarkable morale loss of the guards.

Though you seem to be working in a hurry, a negative expression such as anxiety and fear appears in some kind of applause.

That's not one or two of them.

Most of the guards I saw in the city were.

Casino sales are also beginning to be adversely affected.

More guards visit the shop drunk, causing trouble with other customers.

Complaints are on the rise, of course.

But it wasn't that simple.

As a result of the capture and interrogation of the rioted soldier, all the information that was pulled out was equally frightened by the fear of dismissal.

Normally, it doesn't seem to be a rumor as it is unfounded.

However, it seems that the source of the information came from a definite source of unknown things, and the anxiety spread because the hierarchically considerably higher classes were also receiving the information.

Except for the part that has been exposed like the tip of an iceberg until now, it is rapidly rising to the surface.

No one else can stop it without us. [M]

To be honest, when I failed to solve this case, I thought there was nothing inconvenient about me except that I was far from enrolling in school.

Rather, I could say that I thought about it as a good opportunity.

If you ask me if it's different now... I'm not very confident.

However, I think my consciousness has changed slightly as I interacted with Risha and the people of the city.

I don't know... yes, I'm Lisa's...

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"Logic, the goal is here. It's the carriage."

Interrupt your thoughts and open your eyes to Risha's voice.

This is the main road from King Romeria to the city of Cassia, beside which we were among the bushes.

"Leave the timing to Risha."

Yes.

You can see your fingertips trembling cold and slightly when your hand is gripped.

You must be nervous.

It's not impossible in this situation.

"Risha..."

Risha turns to me when she calls.

"From here on out, if anything goes wrong, it's all my fault. And then, whatever happens, I'll keep you safe."

That's my responsibility for getting you involved. [M]

As I tried to continue, Risha pulled my cheek straight sideways. [M]

"Gh, iiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii

Risha bends her mouth into a curved shape like anger.

Now, breathe out briefly and gently touch your cheeks.

That's all Lisa wanted to say.

"... sorry"

Having smiled at me for a moment, Risha immediately had a serious look on her face.

It's about time.

"I'm going. After that, I'll leave it to you!

Ah!

If you think you smiled, your hand is pulled.

Break through the bushes at a glance and jump onto the paved path.

Wow.

It wasn't me or Lisa who shouted.

The man in the carriage who came right near us.

As the downhill approached and slowed down, the carriage stopped without hitting it.

As well as behind the stopped carriage, the carriage that was running in front noticed something unusual and stopped on the spot as it went down the hill.

The guards who were guarding the perimeter immediately pulled out their swords and surrounded us.

"Who the hell are you?!

One of the guards raised his voice.

Not yet, just a little more.

"I heard something!

It's killing me, or Risha's releasing an atmosphere that's about to pop out.

When we hit the guards here, it was all blisters.

Just hang in there for a second.

I can put my strength into my gripped hand without saying anything. [M]

"This..."

The approaching guard shook his sword.

I didn't miss that moment when the carriage door opened. [M]

Huh

I pulled Risha's hand in an aggressive attempt to cover it, and instead I came forward. [M]

The shaken sword grabbed my forehead and I was sure it would hit me. I left it to the momentum and flew straight to the side.

Logic!

She kept staring at Risha with her screaming voice down.

Never move, so I can pray.

"That's it, pull the sword!

However, the air changes with that drink because of my worries. [M]

With my head up and face up from the ground, I secretly smile. [M]

I feel something warm flowing from my left eye to my cheeks.

Did you cut your forehead?

"Yes, but!

"I said pull the sword. Isn't he a child yet?"

When the man dressed in white fabric and gold decorations and nasty clothes gives any instructions, several maids who stepped out of the following carriage rush towards me.

Same design as the maid clothes I saw in Anna's room that day.

"Dear Mr. Ziolas, it looks like you are bleeding. Let's do it."

"Take care of him with healing magic, the guards of House Zioras have hurt the folk herb, and it is disgraceful."

"Yes, sir."

When one of my maids approaches my forehead, the warm yellow-green light leaks and the pain subsides.

Surprisingly, the wound closed quickly and the bleeding stopped naturally.

"It's all right now, the scratches weren't as deep as they looked"

That's how the maid stroked my head. [M]

I usually pretend to be a child here, but it's a little different today.

"Thank you very much. Thank you very much for your generosity."

Everyone on the spot, including Dioras, rounded their eyes in their childish greetings.

"I'm surprised. You seem to have a great education, and the future of the territory passed down from generation to generation is bright....."

Gioras frowned at my look. [M]

Of course, because I'm wearing a rag from that village. [M]

"I don't think you're a very educated child. With all due respect, let me ask, who the hell are you?

Inconsistencies between work and appearance, such as children raised in slums showing perfect manners, are very uncomfortable.

But now you want to hear my story.

Of course, if you want to hear it, I'll let you hear it.

"--I 'm a logic, my profession is a diviner."

Continuing with the stranger, I made a small smile.