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Never touch Eldmia Egga - Episode 119

The distance from the Noble House to the Ogatorf family is quite long. It's already been a tiring day, so the distance feels even more distant now that I just want to hurry back and rest in bed..

Nevertheless, I deliberately chose a longer route and just went for a walk..

"You're not a duke, you're a fortune teller.."

As soon as we left the noble house, strange cubs started following us, holding their tails..

At first, I was a bit confused, but after taking a walk to think about how and to what extent I should explain what happened today, I realized it was clear..

Whenever you see an item that can be used as a mirror in one of the stalls scattered throughout the market, there are people who pretend to look at it and when you check behind them, you will inevitably see them. Two women and two men. The clothes are commoner's that can be seen everywhere, but all four of them are dressed in the same uniform as if they were in accordance with the black ceremony..

I was looking at the necklace for a while, trying to guess whether they were the traitor's subordinates or not, when the owner of the stall spoke to me jokingly..

"Oh my, Nari. You have eyes to see! That thing in the center of the necklace is real silver.."

"It doesn't look like it's new, but it's very neatly maintained. Does the owner manage it himself??"

I learned how to identify precious metals from Asilier and the Ogatorf family. I can't say it's perfect, but I can confidently say that I have a rough idea of ​​what's on the streets like this..

It wouldn't be good if the guys who stayed up all of a sudden noticed something strange, so I accepted it in moderation, and the hostess responded by even applauding..

"After all, it’s not an easy bet! Exactly! Still, it doesn’t mean it’s stolen property! They brought second-hand items from a jewelry store that caters to nobles! Nobles don't even pay attention, but it's different here.!"

The brown-haired woman, dressed more like an adventurer than a typical market woman, was much younger than the owners of the stalls around her. Still, she doesn't look out of the ordinary as she has two bodyguards on either side of her..

Me too, it's awesome. Even though I unconsciously chose this stall, I was looking at it..

It seemed like there was a good chance it was stolen property, but it wasn't important to me anyway, so I decided not to worry about it..

"price is?"

"Only 10 Itisel silver coins!"

"It was a good attempt to sell used goods at cost price.."

Even though I was told by Asilier that I was very unpleasant when I looked like this, I was praised by the head of the Ogatorf family for my sharp eyes. What is it that is already a substitute for luxury for poor nobles because it is not a jewel but is studded with silver?.

Since I had no intention of buying it anyway, I was just about to go on my way, but the hostess quickly blocked my hand from putting down the necklace and started fawning over me..

"Ouch! lily! for a moment! joke! It was a joke! Aying! Nongdaaam!"

"I don't treat cheating on prices as a joke.."

"To be honest, it wasn't a joke, but if you bought it for that price, they were going to give you a bunch of various services, right? Trust me."

It's disgusting to see him writhing around and trying to show off his cute charm, but the reason he can be so confident is probably because he believes in his appearance. For a stall vendor, it's clear that she's strikingly good-looking, so she must be confident..

But around me, there are three women prettier than you. If you include Cheryl, there are four. I was about to throw it away and go, but suddenly a stranger's hand came on my shoulder..

"Hey, Nari. My younger brother just made a joke, so don't be too harsh and take a closer look.?"

Surprisingly, the shoulders are creeping towards me and paying attention.?

"He wears a nice sword on his waist, but isn't this a penny? Let's get along well."

"What, what??"

I was so surprised that even the fact that there was a tail behind me felt like it was no big deal, so I stuttered without realizing it..

No matter how great they are, there are guys who are about half a head shorter than me, with a height and muscles that are close to 190, and are threatening me right now.!

"Are you guys not seeing my outfit right now??"

Because I had witnessed such an unbelievable and extraordinary sight, I suddenly wondered if there was a problem with the eyesight of these two guys, and without realizing it, I asked with concern..

"You can see it very clearly. A rich man. Ugh, if you eat well and grow up, you will grow taller, right? We're not tall enough to be used anywhere, but my neck hurts.."

"However, even though it is a nice and expensive suit, it blocks knives...."

"If you move your hand even a little bit, it will fall off.?"

When I saw the hand gestures that momentarily took away my pleasant mood, I blushed without realizing it..

I tried to laugh it off when they just said something, but they tried to take a knife out of their pocket. If he moves even a little more, he is ready to smash his jaw, and my kindness in warning him is in vain, and he becomes arrogant..

"Brother. You trust me with the sword, but don't you think it would be quicker for my sword to get stuck in your stomach than to pull it out? You don’t have any practical experience.?"

practice...?

I... have no practical experience......?

What is practice?...?

Just a moment ago, I was popping off 24 people's heads like they were bottle caps caught in an opener..

"I tried to send you this in a nice way, but I can't. Why don't you come over there with us for a moment and talk??"

"Hey, brothers. Don’t be so uneasy about the guests.."

Meanwhile, the hostess naturally falls away from me and makes her way into the alley behind the stall..

And without really resisting the manipulations of the two idiots who half-forcibly dragged me in, I tried my best to get my head around it..

What use are they to me now??

My clothes aren't particularly noble. However, even if a person of common sense living in the capital city does not know where the uniform is, it is at least designed so that there is no doubt that it is a uniform itself. They say the ancestral Margrave Levien’s clothing sense is no joke.?

But even after seeing that, you drag it in with such confidence? why? What do you believe in?

"I wasn't going to say this because it's so boring, but you're really mistaken.."

"well? I don’t think you’re wrong at all, right? Even though we are like this, we know the uniforms of all the nobles living in the capital.."

"Do not lie. Why do people like that touch me??"

"It's not a lie so don't touch it. Just looking at you, you look like a well-dressed rich guy from outside the capital. I've never seen the uniform you're wearing."

Why? The moment the question arose, what passed by was the appearance of the residents of Lenisa and Ragnis Mansion..

That's right. The only ones wearing this outfit around Ragnis were me and Lenisa. It's not worth seeing.

"My older brother is the one who feeds my younger siblings with information here. I choose it because it's easy.."

"...information?"

While I was wondering what to do with these obnoxious bastards in an already annoying situation, it was one word that brought me to my senses..

"Oh God. The singing time is a bit short this time.."

I believed that you would always be there..

"Ha, this big guy is distracted and looking for God.."

"If there was a God, he would have been caught by us like this, bro.?"

"Eldmia Egatha."

"what?"

As I walked further into the alley, I looked at the gang of delinquents who were slowly appearing, and smiled sincerely..

"My name is Eldmia Egar.."

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Zikmel was a successful intelligence merchant..

4Years ago, when I was just an immature 15-year-old kid who joined a gang in Ogwen and ran wild with no sense of style..

Siegmel, who had an experience so intense that he still occasionally has nightmares, had to live in fear of death for more than four months, praying that his broken legs would be healed. When I heard that the leader of the gang died with a single kick, I was grateful that he only had a broken leg, but I was also afraid..

Ironically, begging wasn't difficult thanks to his broken legs, and as he endured those days, Siegmel came to a great realization..

Violence is futile in the face of greater violence, and actions born of ignorance never lead to pleasant results..

Realizing that he must gain knowledge, not violence, to survive, Sikmel fled from Ogwen as soon as his leg healed and headed to another nearby city. He saved money for food, learned to read and write from an apothecary, gained knowledge, and made money by crawling on the floor and using information when beggars ruled the streets with violence..

For an ordinary person like Zikmel, there was no money in information about adventurers, so he made money by handling information on merchants and nobles who were mainly active in the city, and overcame various dangers with such information and settled down in the capital..

Even then, violence was not a subject of treatment. With just the information, he was able to move forward without any regrets. Of course, he was running a newsstand using that information, but it was only a small side job..

While I was concentrating on work as usual, I heard an unusual knocking sound..

"Great, Captain. Can I come in??"

"If it's not important work, come later.."

In the end, the information business is a series of comparing documents that come to your desk all day and checking their authenticity. So, without raising his head from the sea of ​​documents, Zikmel remembered the other person by just listening to their voices..

It wasn't difficult to remember. It was one of the guards assigned to guard Lilsi's stolen goods stall. Was his name Ben??

He was a guy who had no idea how to distinguish importance. But he opened the door and came in without any hesitation..

"So, a guest has arrived.."

His organization, which entered the capital to play in bigger waters and move even a little further away from Ogwen, the source of fear, was steadily growing in size, but was always lacking in talent..

And since it was ultimately up to Zikmel to make up for the shortage of manpower, he did not like wasting time..

"customer? To me?"

"uh. to you."

It's the first time I've heard a voice. It was also informal. It wasn't hard to guess that this was the guest Ben was talking about..

For the few moments that came to Sikmel's mind as he turned from the document to the visitor, a simple question was the only thing that crossed his mind. No customer would have been able to visit like this, right? Who leaked the information? It wouldn’t be a bad idea to reorganize the system for safety..

Zikmel, who completely turned his head to look at the other person, concentrated his gaze on the person he called a customer, wondering if it was a face he remembered..

There was no need to look closely..

"huh? How come you look familiar? Where have we seen this before??"

"Talent, talent, talent!"

"talent?"

"Kyaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!!!"

4Because there was still a trace of the face I had seen in my nightmares for years..