Hazure Skill “Kage ga Usui” o Motsu Guild Shokuin ga, Jitsuha Densetsu no Ansatsusha

The man said, letting his face squeak with tears and snot.

"I'm just being told to gather women who might be able to use them and give them a pill called Nantka."

I rubbed my little finger and let it sneeze my throat.

Out of the question, people have strong assumptions, so after severe pain and sound, I would mistake it for saying it broke.

The truth is, your finger bones are safe.

A man says he takes a woman in a somewhat forceful way and makes her do her job.

Like I did to Miriam, she said she'd be pretty sweet.

Sometimes they buy from slave traders, but they often target well-crafted women floating in town.

Dee says this guy is giving a playgirl a pill called 'Second' and selling it to customers.

"... but is it true"

Yeah, yeah, the guy nodded.

"Oh, I'm not the only one. There are three others, just like me. They're giving the lady the boots they left from the master."

Gu, and grabbed the chest barn.

"Oh, my God."

On that face with no guilt whatsoever, I talked about it in parts of the Kingdom of Rubens God.

"What you're giving a woman is like a poison that rots you physically and mentally. I drown in temporary pleasure, and if I repeat, my self collapses, and I don't even know who I am. If you keep drinking without knowing, the number of victims keeps increasing." Normal, "you won't be able to stay. If you stay like this, your acquaintances, lovers and family may follow a course of abandoned people who can't live without a 'second' at some point."

The man, like a rumor, said he was pompous.

"... such medication, is it...? So, but the sales will be used to make the town better... the master..."

How far do you congratulate him, this guy?

I don't know what kind of money flow is, but to make the town better, I don't know what to think, but you can't sell drugs like this.

"Is your boss the master? Where are you?"

"Ya, I show my face to the store occasionally. But I don't even know what he is... a man with sharp red hair eyes."

"You can do what you know. Tell me about him."

Let the man stand and walk to the store.

He was a gorotzki from this town, but he recently got to know his master and said he had started this job. Because this guy is easy and lucrative, he seems to have been put on a delicious story.

"The master shows his face to the store about twice a week. At that time, I'll bring you a bump. I don't know where to get that from. But I don't know who's using this Kotka. There's a lot of warehouses. Maybe he's carrying it from there."

Did the threat work, the man became aggressive in speaking.

I'm doing really good, maybe I thought.

That was because the facts were the exact opposite, or rather cooperative.

He said, "The master is making it."

"No, that's it"

As far as the man knows, he says the brothel is like a delivery yard.

If you're going to have a good time, it's always a private room, and it's highly confidential.

So it's a good idea to do something secluded.

The brothel was located around the center of the flower district.

The women in the plaid are on a different level from the other stores, as you can see at a glance.

I wonder if there's any ravenousness in my eyes, and on the contrary, some women are making me suck.

"... that's cheap"

"Oh, oh... cheaper than other stores," said Uri.

If left to the sense of liberation of the journey, it would have been a price to pay lightly.

"The lady at the store says it's awesome when you use it and then fuck it... so the customers and the lady get annoyed"

This way, the man turns to the back of the store.

At that time, in the shady corner, I saw a magic mark for a moment.

"... this is..."

If you look closely, it was' Gate '.

That's what the devil tribe said about the characteristic red hair.

However, the "gate" should have been fifth class when it came to the approximation of the difficulty level culminating in first degree.

Roger said he can't remember the fourth class' shadow '.

So it would mean equal to him or more demonic than that.

"Today, I don't think there's a master..."

"No, fine. Enough. If you really think about the town, let them destroy all the drugs. That's good."

"Ugh, Us......!

When I see a man entering the store through the back entrance, I check the 'gate'.

Just as I thought. The path is through.

"Well.... where is it connected?"

Just use the 'gate' and jump to follow the Master and his trail.

Arrived, on the hill.

There is a large gate in front of you and a mansion in the back.

If you look back, there is a slope that runs loose, and that leads to the port town where I was until just now.

All of a sudden, a gate soldier put a spear on me.

"Oh, hey! Who are you?

"This is Baron Martti Cousera's hall. If you don't need me, leave!

Baron...

That's why there's a lie about making the town better.

"I didn't know the lord was biting one."

The gatekeepers stick their spears out at me as I approach the gate slightly.

"Noah!?

"Oh, hey!

Take both spears and throw them across the gate.

In the gap where the gate soldiers were panicking, they climbed the gate and landed on the other side.

Look at the building and claw more or less.

Experience shows that the owner of a museum often chooses a place on the top floor that has a great view.

"... over there"

Walk through the vestibule, fly to the pillars, kick and jump two or three times.

He grabbed the floor of an entrance-like place upstairs and flew inside.

"Is...? What, that..."

"Yes, upstairs in a flash......!?

Forget our own work, the gate soldiers were stunned.

If you know your physical abilities properly, it's not that difficult.

All you have to do is simulate which route you can go through.

Grab the rain, check the strength, and then go up.

I could see the veranda in the room I was looking for, and I could see a middle-aged man in the windowsill.

"Ew!?

My eyes were on me and I was losing my words.

I dropped the cigar I was smoking.

When I stood on the veranda, I panicked and shouted.

"Well, who are you! This is the third floor!

"Suspicious."

"Don't be ridiculous! So, who is it?

I kicked through the glass and went inside.

"Whoa, whoa!? Hey, who is it? You know me as Marty Cousera!

"I don't care who you are. I'm with the Ferrind Kingdom, Special Agent Public Security."

"What, is that...? I've never heard of him."

I've never heard of it before.

"It's not a public organization. Think of it as King Randolph's intelligence service."

"Heh, Your Majesty, direct...!? Intelligence......!?

I don't have anything like that anywhere.

"When I heard that strange drugs were beginning to become popular in this area, they made me look into it. The same thing is happening in the Kingdom of God, Rubens. I've decided to let His Majesty report the matter."

"Ma, ma, ma, wait! Lords are those who rule the territory. Whatever I do in my territory, it will be something no one can blame!

"The territory is not yours. So do the inhabitants. It all belongs to the country. The nobles are merely ruling there in the place of the Depositary King. … the sin of spreading the drug 'Second' is not light."

"Grungy......!

Baron Cousera, who blushes and toothpicks his face, reopened.

"A resident is a thing to fatten a lord! Here, I'm the law. I am the king - -!"

I grabbed the sword on the wall and set it up.

"I figured pigs thinking about fattening their private bellies would have only that degree of thought anyway"

Baron Cousera, who gave him an unspoken roar, is slaughtered.

Hin, and squeeze the blade with the tip of his nose.

Step in here, too.

On the brink of making a mistake, he let his fist stick in his face at the counter's guidelines.

"Huh!?

Baron Cousera blew up behind him.

I rolled a few times, hit the wall and finally stopped.

"You should fall for civilians and learn what 'normal' is and how honorable it is"