The Spearmaster and the Black Cat

It's a big workplace blacksmith.

Dwarves and people make blacksmith products.

The sound of tapping metal sounds.

Craftsmen hammering hot iron on the golden floor and rhythmically beating Tontenkan Tontenkan.

Some craftsmen apply some drugs to iron pans.

Sweating they were overflowing with fullness.

Work clothes on the face and hands are dirty with oil like artisans.

But the dirt is cool.

I head to the mansion behind me admiring how handy I am.

The mansion is a merchant's house connected to the shop.

From the front door through the hallway, to the front of the hall... the inventory is stacked and the hallway is narrow...

Isn't the big hall at the end of such a corridor small?

You can see the cleaned up marks, but the round tables lined up a few are beautiful.

It looks like it could be used as a party venue if you unpack the garbage.

The client, Mr. Phila, turned to the adventurers,

"I return to my working room, which combines my bedrooms. It's a mess here, but feel free to use it. And tonight's dinner will be served from the store side, so enjoy."

"Ooh."

"Beautiful merchants are different."

"Thanks for not eating today..."

Joy and reassurance cheers boiled from the adventurers.

Mr. Fila smiles satisfied to see the reactions of the adventurers. Nodding small, he takes his escort to the back room.

The back room seems to be the bedroom and work room.

To the left and right of the aisle where Mr. Fila walks, there is a dining room.

She takes a short hallway without looking.

I went into the poking room.

Only two guards to trust......

I will look at my remaining colleagues in the square.

The spears, shields and swords were all wrapped up in small groups, with those who got what they deserved sitting in chairs or leaning against walls.

Some groups are eye-catching.

Did Black Cat (Lolo) feel free to dive into his headscarf?

I can see it rounding out of the adorable feel on my back.

Looks like I'm going to sleep.

I'm free, do you want to peek in Mr. Phila's back room too?

I walked into Mr. Phila's room in the hallway.

Large bed in the center.

A desk loaded with documents on the side.

The floor is littered with parchment that looks expensive.

I see Mr. Phila's back doing some work on the edge.

What are you doing from her lateral alignment?

And when I peeked, I was brushing my fingernails with a small brush.

Fashionable.

I tried to get close, but a macho escort stopped me.

"That's it. Lady Phila is at work."

"We protect this place. Let's get you out."

Matchy they have a round mole in their chest.

Could be a slave.

Black eyes are sharp, and scary.

I was able to confirm the room, and I'm leaving here.

He moved his mouth as he swam his arms toward the escorts.

"... well. Copy that."

I left my client's room.

Return to the large room where the adventurers are.

Stand by as you lean against the bar counter.

There is no raid, so it lasts for a while in your spare time.

It was evening to night.

Store staff and samurai start cleaning the room.

When the desk was placed in the middle, the food was served to the desk.

I guess a standing party.

When I smell a meal, my thighs and back move.

It's the black cat (Lolo) I slept with.

It came back over my shoulder.

"Nnh, ha, ha, ha?

I'm stretching my front leg while I'm stretching.

"Is it a meal? It feels like he's saying 'or something.

I'm moving my nose a lot too.

"It seems so. If you want fish or meat, I'll feed you."

"Nyah, nya"

Black Cat (Lolo) sounded happy and then rubbed his little head against my cheek.

A large plate with meat and fresh vegetables is carried and placed on the desk.

There are roasted large birds, pirozzi, quark (fresh cheese), and grape wine.

Fine bird dishes, I've seen them before.

Will you treat the adventurers to such fine cuisine?

Mr. Phila Elizard is a chubby merchant.

When she was ready, Ms. Phila lowered her head and then

"Dear Adventurer. This meal is meant to be a fine thank you. From today on, I asked you well."

Speaking of which, I take my escort to the back room.

The adventurers cheered.

It's a sumptuous meal.

I also poured grapes from a beautiful samurai into a goblet I had in one hand, "Go ahead". I found the beauty's smile more appealing than such liquor.

Soften.

but maintain strong tit spirit and restraint.

Bring the glass to your mouth for a drink.

Subsequently, he served roasted chicken, lettuce with green leaf vegetables and mashed potato-style vegetables on a plate, and finished eating the various ingredients from the mouth to the stomach with a knife for a quick bite.

Of course, Black Cat (Lolo) also eats plenty of BBQ and roast chicken like beef fins.

"Nah!

"Don't eat too much, okay?

They don't eat enough black cats (lolo).

I'll urge you.

You've grown up, so you've had more meals?

I gave him a ton of gohan, but I flattened all of it.

... I'll give you my share too.

At that rate, mealtime eventually continued.

I'm just eating something.

I don't feel like a caution stick.

The adventurers who finish their meals form separate groups, divided between participants in the solo and those who participated in the clan.

I took a break in the same room.

I kill my spare time at the bar counter.

Alcohol is not like wine.

It is a wine system with a strong acidity.

The flavor is just about right.

Yeah, compared to that fancy inn...

Wine tastes inferior. Shit......

My tongue seems to have remembered the flavor served at that fancy inn. Let's not eat there anymore.

Drinking in a wooden goblet,

"Hey, I've been drinking for a while now, but don't you remember it was a favor?

He's a fat adventurer with noticeable hair in his head toys.

The steel mace on the fat man's hips is shaking.

If they hit me with that, it's going to hurt...

"Ah? I'm fine. I'm not drunk."

I feel a little better.

Nevertheless, this guy......

He should have been one of the good adventurers in the handling of the first demonic martial arts I laid eyes on.

It's like a bandana wrapped around my head, but it doesn't make sense, and my hair is popping out with a toy with chiseled long hair.

"Right, well, you, you're a strong alcoholic, aren't you? Well, if you're okay with it. I was just about to have a drink, too, huh?

Do you drink too?

Let me weigh this up for the last time.

"Don't drink too much, okay? I'll be the last one."

"Ooh."

The man with the right width laughs nicely.

I showed my dirty teeth and started drinking.

I'll leave the scene while I drink up the rest of the booze.

Let's interrupt the corner of the square where the adventurers rest.

I kind of like the corner.

But is the client just eating?

They don't have beds for you.

Here, when I use the demon maker of the magic prop, he'll stand out if I put out a tent...

Will you put up with the floor and the wall today?

That's how time passes.

Late that night...

Mm-hmm? Something, smell.

Smoke, unlike incense, fills this space.

There's no fuss about that...... weird. The adventurer nearby is asleep. I don't know if this smoke works, but most of the adventurers slept?

Quiet inside the mansion as well as the square.

The light on the light on the pale lamp just pounds on the desk......

Silence dominated the space.

It's called this smell. What is it?

Activate.

'My lord, do you use the Spirit's eyes?

"Oh, use it."

Catch the hermes that appear in your sight.

Ignore the usual herme holding gasp.

With the dark vision effect and infrared effect (thermography), the surroundings will be checked.

Furthermore, he was attentive with his mastery and magic eyes turned to his surroundings.

Then there is a reaction to the mastery inspection.

One, no, two moving... hmm?

Around them, the magic vegetables of the sleeping adventurers disappear.

Are you killing the adventurers? The assassin?

"Lolo."

Let Black Cat (Lolo) know in a whisper.

Black Cat (Lolo) had already moved to a combat position at his feet.

Medium-sized black leopard.

It can also be said to be in shape assuming a building civil war.

Red and black eyes glowed as beasts.

Six tentacles drift through the universe with a peek of fangs in the mouth.

Are you ready?

All right, there are three hostile reactions.

The two magic vegetables are moving to the back room where Phila is.

Another reaction... seems to be killing the adventurers who sleep in this square one after the other.

... handy.

I didn't know you were going to assassinate the sleeping adventurers one after the other, multiplying them in the dark and making no noise...

Without mastery and spiritual eyes, I probably wouldn't have understood either.

No, no, not if you're that impressed.

Prioritize the request.

Bad for the sleeping adventurers, but the life risking job is the adventurer, heading to my client's room.

"Rollo, follow me"

I hurried from the light shooting hall of the lamp to the back room.

Black Cat (Lolo) follows me from behind.

The back door was closed.

Slowly push the door open and go inside.

As soon as I opened it, the door hit something.

There are two bodies down there.

These are the macho escort slaves who were protecting Fila.

He was slashed on the back, and the other one was cracked in the head and dead.

Was it too late?

There,

"Ahhhh."

Mr. Phila's screaming...

Entered in a hurry.

He stands trembling with a pillow in his chest as he wears a negligee between his bed and the wall.

Mr. Fila was wearing a cloth mask thing.

Did you not have to breathe the sleeping incense that worked for the adventurer?

There is a pair trying to hunt down that Mr. Phila.

The fat man waved a steel mace and swung away the adhesive blood.

Next door is a colored black man wearing a hat.

A disappointed body man waves a bloody cutlass.

Cheerful guy and color black guy who greeted me when I was sober.

You two wrap cloth around your mouth to avoid smelling the fragrance of sleep.

"Are you assassins?"

I'll make sure Mr. Phila's okay.

Stare at the two assassins.

"Well. Chip, are you awake?"

The fat man with the chisel head glances at me like he's bored and he's spitting.

The colored black man looks at the black leopard (lolo),

"That's crazy. Aren't you supposed to be asleep? Besides, what is that black beast?

Ask in a questionable way.

Ignore those words and check your surroundings with mastery.

Mr. Fila is in the right corner of the bed.

These two men are as enemies...... there is another.

An enemy that supposedly was killing all the sleeping adventurers in the square earlier.

I can see the enemy's reaction approaching this room.

Have you stopped killing all the adventurers who slept in the hall and prioritized this one?

If you stay like this, don't get pinched.

That... stopped in front of the door?

Still don't come into this room? Are you hiding? Why not?

As I analyzed from the situation, a fat man looked at Mr. Phila as a giraffe with a greasy face.

"... we had a good meal with Mr. Phila. Later, I'll feed you Mr. Filla, too, okay? This Balban guy's gonna be so cute. A lot, I'll follow you. Come on, hehe, until you can't stand that soft ankle."

Creep, put the mace on your shoulder and shake your back.

But I feel a little silly for an assassin.

The guy hiding at the entrance to the room must be destiny.

Well, now sink this porn fool first.

"- Bye, Shaaaa"

Black Leopard (Lolo) reacted first.

Jump to the wall and make a triangle jump and stand in front of Mr. Phila.

I stood in front of two men with weapons.

When I lose, I move.

Put the dagger on the two men, tow it.

But the fat man reacted unsuitably to that shape.

Use a mace to prevent daggers from being thrown.

The equally colored black man was also a cutlass, playing the dagger I unleashed.

I don't mind the magic spear wand instantly appearing in my right hand, holding it short, jumping gently.

The aim is a colored black man's head in a hat.

Strike down the Demon Spear Wand from left to bottom right as you twirl left.

- A dull metal sound sounds.

The colored black man had his head protected from the red axe blade by crossing the cutlass he held in both hands.

But it's working.

The colored black man seemed to have prevented the Demon Spear Wand (me) from attacking, but the blow of the Red Axe Blade at the end of the Demon Spear Wand seemed heavy.

Both hands of each cutlass are lowered, the grip is paralyzed or the face is distorted, and the two cutlasses are dropped to the floor.

In that gap, I stuffed a pause.

A close-range spear player rolls out a "Left Back Break” that is also one of his moves.

Striking moves by the shoulder blades on the left shoulder and back.

Coloured black head, shocked with shoulder, in back, punched in chest.

Those two strikes swept him away, causing momentum to crash into the wall and fainting the colored black man.

He was a man with a good Gatai trunk, but vulnerable to head shock.

One first.

Another porn fool, originally, a fat man named Balban, was frightened by the appearance of a black cat (lolo) or was retreating near the door where the body rolled.

"Mr. Phila, are you okay?

The enemy was away for a little while, so I made sure he was safe.

"Yes, it is."

Ms. Phila replies, shaking her lips, holding her pillow tight.

"Hey, what are you talking about? I can't believe such a beast has such an amazing spear! Ohh."

A sharp blade pops out of his chest as Balban chaos and talks.

The blade penetrates Balban's chest twice, and the blood overflows from his chest with a dull sound.

"Hey, huh? Ugh."

Balban dropped the steel mace on the floor - he saw a sword stabbed in his chest and fell to the floor with a strange voice.

It was a man with long black hair and a naked eye wearing a long costume with a blue sleeve with a long sword in his hand that appeared beyond the fallen body of Balban.

Isn't that the guy who had the reaction behind it?

I thought you were an enemy, but you were an adventurer on your side?

No, in this situation, we can't tell who's on our side.

This guy, be careful.

The Shigeye man had a single long sword in his hand and had stubbornly pierced the back of a fat Balban corpse falling on the floor many times.

Hip swinging man Balban, miserable.

Was the Asian-style ship-eyed man happy to pierce him, or move one eye with a giggle - sending a stabbing gaze at me and the Black Cat (Lolo), caged in killing and magic?

What? For a moment, but it was killing.

'My lord, this man, he's got magic in his eyes. Caution.'

The Spirit Herme, who lives in his left eye, advised me.

Yeah, I know.

But the Shigeye man put on a long sword and spoke out as if nothing had happened.

"Mr. Phila, were you okay? Apparently, this is the mastermind."

"Yeah, I think so. It was dangerous."

Suspicious though......

The Shigeye Man continues the conversation.

"No way, you're confused among adventurers, can you stand?

Shigeye shook casually, sounding an unnatural chill from the hidden wrist portion of his long sleeve as he tried to slip through my side.

Then the magic concentrated on the palm of the ship's eye man, appearing as the wheel blade darker moved from wrist to palm.

You guided him with a rubber string on his palm. The wheel blade dark vessel is gripped. He was pointing the ring blade darker at Mr. Phila with a slight wrist snap.

That moment when they thought a spinning wheel blade would hit her forehead...

Activate Cerebrospinal Demon Speed (Trump Card) for a while.

With the speed doubled, I play the wheel blade darker thrown at Mr. Phila with a demon spear wand.

The bounced wheel blade darker pierced the wall and stabbed the ground.

The next round blade darker is gripped in the right hand of the man with the eye of the ship, moving to the throwing motion again.

- Three seconds have passed.

This guy needs a little help.

Without killing him, I'll hold him back.

With a magical fist of demonic martial arts, he strikes the abdominal canal of an eye-catching man, grabs his right arm, folds it upside down, and eats a magical foot knife into his right foot.

I broke the bone in the man's leg so he could break the bat.

Twenty seconds have passed and the Brainstem Demon Speed (Trump Card) stops.

"Whoo!?

Shigeye men fall to the ground.

Normal people shouldn't be able to catch up to the speed of Cerebrospinal Demon Speed.

He wouldn't have known what had happened.

I'm sure you realize that when you realized it, you were beaten in the stomach, broken hands, broken legs.

"G... I should have thrown Chakram now..."

The shigeye man nodded to the ground, spilling his stupidity with a grunting voice that he could not hear as he rose.

It makes you feel like a trained organizer not to make a scream from pain.

But this guy can't resist anymore.

So I turn my face to Mr. Phila.

She keeps her back on the wall for too many events, buttcakes.

The ammonia smell was puffy.

"Mr. Phila, are you okay? Are you hurt?

"Yes, yes, no, I got it -"

I woke you up with Mr. Filla.

"What, what, get off!

Oh? The voice of a hurried ship-eyed man sounds.

What is it, Black Cat (Lolo)?

A black cat was caught in the face of the ship-eyed man, pushing the meatballs on the soles of his feet against his face.

"Lolo, keep it down"

Release Mr. Fila and approach the boat-eyed man crawling on that floor from side to side.

"Let's hear your name first."

"Don't be ridiculous! There's no way I'm gonna talk... just kill him."

"Mr. Fila, you want to know who's after you, right?

"Yeah, I want to know..."

"Then you better not look ahead from here. And..."

I see a bare line in Mr. Fila's thin negligee.

I deliberately followed my gaze and darkly indicated that my wet groin was dewy with urine.

"Shit...... wow ok. I'll take care of it..."

Mr. Fila followed the room with a reddish face and a hand covering his groin.

"Well, Shigeye, what's your name?"

"I don't know?

Don't put the pain on the table, you shipyard. I don't think it's easy to crack your mouth.

So hey, would you force me to taste a fear that people can't taste?

Take the blood.

He spread his mouth, deliberately showing off his fangs, and then, gabbling, he ate on the neck of the man with the naked eye.

Suddenly he was sucked in blood, and the man with the eyes was looking stunned.

"Hihi, no."

My pupils contract and spatter repeatedly, screaming.

Transform your appearance slightly more so that Black Cat (Lolo) can also participate.

"Garru!"

As he roars and drifts his six tentacles into the universe, he brings his tentacles closer to the face of the Shigeye Man.

with a slightly silver bone sword out of his tentacle, and its sharp tip on the cheek of a man-eyed man.

Blood bled out of the man's cheek.

Every time, the tentacles repeat creepy movements.

"You ready to talk? As you can see, me and the black cat are not normal. There are many methods of torture that you don't know?

One eye, and I'll gaze.

The man with the naked eye gave a frightened look and used one hand and one leg that was not injured, retreating so as to escape.

"Whoa, who are you... not a people?

"It would be easier for you to tell me everything now than that, wouldn't it? Or is it a special torture, more suffering and then dying?

Let's see some sharp teeth. Alkaic smile.

Blood was dripping from my fangs.

"Wow, okay. I'll talk to you, I'll talk to you, kill me normally, kill me without suffering... my name is Sava Ghilal"

You've noticed, I'm naming you with my face down.

Ha, lightly fallen.

Exactly, a trained assassin doesn't even seem to want an outsider like me to taste torture or anything.

I guess the inner part is that my skills worked.

"... whose order is this assassination? And where are you, the Dark Alliance?

"It was General Bill who gave the order. It is also under the authority of Mr. Elibol McAbain. I am the deputy chief of the Dark Alliance."

This is the executive of that [fangs]. And a deputy chief?

"Where are you with that Elibol McAbain?

"Master Ellibol doesn't usually show his face to us, but he lives in a mansion in [the labyrinth city of Pernette]."

"What about General Bill?

"He's the boss of the Dark Alliance. Chief, Bill is Ellibor's loyal subordinate."

I see. It's not Bill, it's Ellibol and I.

"What's that elibol and his superficial profession?

"You don't know Master Ellibol? commonly known as the" White Raccoon ”, he is the president of the most prestigious shipping guild [Macabain Grand Chamber of Commerce] in South Mahaheim. One of Ba Hui's heads can make him stay."

Hachi-head on a white raccoon?

Ah ~ What about the Dark Alliance community?

I remembered. Melissa and Marquis Chardonnay were talking.

And a shipper?

"... why, trying to assassinate Phila Elizard?

"That starts with [Holkerbum] lord McFoll ignoring our instructions and either losing Phila's persuasion or giving permission to build the bridge. Ellibol, angry at this, took root in the high-ranking bureaucratic nobles of [King's Capital Gromheim] and the Marquis of Langrid, the Navy minister, and pressured the Lord of [Holkerbam] to use our child's dark guild to stop building the bridge."

You've been such a jerk.

"So halfway through the bridge construction was..."

"That's right.... If the bridge could have been possible, [Pernate], [Benlac], [Holkerbum] land transportation routes would have been established and Phila's businesses would have flourished more, but it would have been Eribol McAbain, whose main focus is the shipping industry, who would have been hit... And to Oze and Jane, the executives, there were orders to kill Phila... Oze and Jane, along with reports of the destruction of the branch of [Holkerbum], which became an emergency executive meeting"

I see.

Since I killed Oze and Jane, would I have prevented them before?

"... a new instruction was given at that executive meeting and I was to come to this [Holker Bum], I hired two collapse adventurers and attacked the carriage Phila would ride... but it was my brother and not my target Phila who was on the carriage"

"He said he failed."

"That's right. I killed my brother, Ben Elizard, but the assassination of Phila Elizard ends in failure. But, not giving up, knowing that Phila had asked the Adventurer Alliance to escort us, we tried to use it the other way around and tried to assassinate him. And as an adventurer safely, I was able to infiltrate the Phila Mansion, so I went into the assassination act as originally prospected, but failed.... I'm telling you everything here. That's why."

Sava, the ship's eye, sighs there.

"Sava, if you fail in your assassination, how are you going to do with your future [fangs]?

"Once I try to succeed, I will have to retreat from [Holker Bum, the Magic Steel City]. In the future, we must confront the" other dark guilds ”that we think will be launching a full-scale offensive. The [Labyrinth City of Pernette] is home to the [Fang of the Palace]."

Other dark guilds, I remember what Melissa was talking about.

"Pernette is the home. Are there fierce territorial feuds between the Dark Alliance?

"It's not intense. Every day is war. Especially since the gambling district, the harbor warehouse, is an important outlet and a source of income. The boss must consolidate the defense of the territory."

For the time being, [Holker Bum] won't have a hand in telling the truth about this guy.

But the boss, Elibor McAbain, feels like he's paired up with the mafia and the president.

Is it the same in every world that business is easier to do with a face on the table and behind?

"... Eribol McAbain is a pretty big guy?

"Naturally. As I said, he's a big businessman and lives in a mansion."

But this guy talks to the perky because he sucks blood and becomes obedient.

Hypnosis is excellent.

"... a mansion? You live like a nobleman?

"That's right. In fact, it would be grand aristocracy. Beetle the shipping industry from [Gromheim] to [Senaappua], and the slave trader also holds multiple parts of the distribution network of synthetic magic drugs (crystal meth) through the" Back Agreement Ga Pei ". Besides, he's got a dark guild under his command and he's spreading his power all over the place."

Back Agreement Ga Pei? Synthetic Demon Potion (Crystal Female)?

"I don't know what you're doing with that magic potion."

"Oh, it makes a huge profit. With our ships, the sales network grows."

"What is Back Agreement Ga Pei?

"It is the name of the agreement that bears the acronym [Sea Light City Gazeljan] and [Labyrinth City Pernette]"

I've never heard the name of the sealight city of Gazeljan before.

Imagine… an island or a city by the sea just off the Haim River.

"… what is the content of that agreement?

"First and foremost, a comprehensive inviolability treaty that also includes the merchant ships of the Fishman Pirate [Sea King Hornet], who is also a dark guild and dominates the Sea Light City, and the Kingdom of Oseberia. Secondly, after selling synthetic magic drugs (crystal meth) made in Gazeljan in the markets under our forces in South Mahaheim, we share some of that money. Thirdly, that we sell illegal slaves caught in sealight cities in every city in South Mahaheim. This is the deal."

Heh, that sounds more important than I thought.

"How big is [Fang of the Fang] 's organization compared to its rivals?

"We secure more territory than any other dark guild only in [the labyrinth city of Pernette]. We were growing in other urban areas..."

Fits with the story Melissa was telling.

[Fang] is the darkness guild of the larger of the few darkness guilds.

I didn't know it was connected from the Heim River to cities beyond the sea......

I wonder how many ships I have.

Ship...... oh well.

That's why you attacked us over there.

"... Eribol was roughing up the streets of [Holker Bum] and [Heka Trail] for his own shipping business, wasn't he?

"Oh, yeah. If bandits attack by land, there will be more use of scheduled and merchant ships"

I can see why you attacked us.

For the big chamber of commerce, where these [Fangs of the Fang] have their best balls, the transportation industry using the Heim River will be mainly smuggled, but it means that it is the main source of income.

Rich people and chambers of commerce who are afraid of losing their luggage if they attack by land will choose to use it at sea.

Ask him about the Dark Alliance with conviction.

"... who are the other members of the executive?

"Chief Bill Sokud, Rene the Dark Bow, Beck the Flying Sword, Morabi the Dark Sword, Bull Knife Peeli, and Jane the Dead Blue Silver Oze and Double Whip. Did you kill these two spears?

So there were eight executives in all.

Sava has a frightened eye and stares at me.

"That's right. Besides, is Count McFowl, the lord here, connected to you?

Sava, the ship's eye, drops a single eyebrow and talks as normal.

"Is it Lord McFowl? Connected. Anything. At first, it was someone recommended by Lord Ellibol. Now the Lord's“ Red Wings Mercenaries "are also among those introduced by Ellibol."

So that lord's security was monkey?

"The alleged attack on the kingdom by the former lord Holkerbum three years ago was also originally a conspiracy set up by Master Ellibol? The appearance is a power struggle... but it was calculated and executed behind the perimeter of readiness. I'm the one who did the job. But Count McFoll, now lord, seems to have forgotten his gratitude to Lord Elibol, who has also recently increasingly ignored the instructions"

Lord who became that friend. He had a shallow connection to the Dark Alliance, as rumored.

I guess he got into the conversation when he asked me what was going on because it was about McFoll.

"... you mean that. Do you know your lord McFoll?

"Oh, just once, I'm seeing you at Master Ellibol's party. If this assassination succeeded, we were to meet again for education."

Were you threatening or trying to direct McFowl again?

"Then tell me more about your big boss, the mansion in the [Labyrinth City of Pernette] where Eribol lives, and the territory of the Dark Alliance [Fang of the Dark], or the base."

"Ah."

Sava Ghilal talks pale about giving up everything.

It seems that the great mansion of Elibor is on the eastern edge of the aristocratic town on the north side of the [labyrinth city of Pernette].

You think there's a prominent gate at the front door with a McAbain Grand Chamber family crest on it?

I was told that the design would be known as soon as I saw it.

A number of unparalleled junction stones have been installed on the premises, and the number of employed adventurer breakdowns may be at least fifty permanent, or more than a hundred.

We have also secured a few good magicians, with full protection.

The quality of the soldiers falls, but he says it's royalty protection.

Others talked about the food district, the market, the gambling district, the pleasure district, the location of the harbour warehouse and the main hub, which is the territory of the ["fangs"], and the "joint words” to be used at the base of the ["fangs"].

"Wait. [Pleasure Street] forgot it was taken by [Heh Hong's Dance]"

"[Hebrew Dance]?

"That's right. They took it away from me like a group of mercenaries led by two of the Sisters of Massacre there."

That sounds like a scary name.

But, well, I don't have a map, so it's a big mess, grasp.

"Now it's all..."

After hearing the last words, look around the perimeter of the room.

There's no other sight.

Did Sava realize death, silently meditating on her eyes?

Clean. I talked to the pepper.

I don't know what the Dark Alliance feels like.

on the neck of its sava, and bite again.

I sucked blood, I sucked my soul out. Sava's body dries in an instant.

The clothes and armor fell to the ground.

Collect the rolling dagger you threw and then call Mr. Phila.

To her, I told her exactly what I just got.