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Never touch Eldmia Egga - Episode 125

"The Ogatorf family... I didn't know that the relationship would be maintained to that extent in the name of Toothless Levien. I thought I'd give up on everything once it got to this point.."

Those kneeling in front of the man who was muttering while looking at the only lamp that illuminated the dark room did not respond. This was because he knew very well that what the owner said was not that he wanted an answer, but was simply talking to himself..

And their judgment was not wrong. Unlike the few vassals of Margrave Levien, the man was admiring his own foresight in ordering a chase as soon as he heard that the person at the core of this incident had moved to Ogatorf..

At first, I thought that he was quick to betray his master and board another ship, but looking at his actions this time, it seemed that he was surprisingly loyal to a certain degree. I honestly liked it because it was a pulpit that would not back down even when dealing with members of the nobility for the sake of its owner's honor..

But what I like more than anything is that I now have in my hands the information that I met Duke Lesrom, the head of the old noble faction, after that incident..

Information was obtained before others. That fact alone gave him infinite satisfaction..

Although he had no idea how to use the information or whether it was truly useful, the fact that the story had already spread through word of mouth among ordinary soldiers was beyond his interest. Even if we talk about the same thing, lowlifes and nobles are different things..

Just like a noble lady who is happy just because she was the first to purchase trendy accessories before anyone else, she too was just feeling catharsis through information..

"Now, how should I use this sharp knife??"

Non-nobles cannot participate in tomorrow's trial..

Naturally, there was plenty of time to approach a person of interest, and I had no intention of missing that opportunity. The man's mind began to fill with concerns about what to offer to send someone to approach him and persuade him to come to him..

The Ogatorf family is of no concern to him. Although his skill level of reaching 3 out of the king's 10 swords was real, it ended there in the end. The wealth of the Ogatorv family, who lived like monks only looking for fame, was certainly not small, but it was insignificant compared to their reputation, and in the end, they were no different from soldiers who would die on the battlefield..

If Count Bosha's plan comes to fruition, this is a family that will become like that even if they don't want it to be. The women of the Ogatorf family were quite pretty, so they could be used for something else, but since Ekaf was a person who could not be recycled due to her loyalty to the royal family, this was almost a given..

"Wouldn't you be shocked if I gave you just one flying dragon as a gift??"

No matter what the nobility may be like, his old theory was that things in the world are not driven by fame but by money..

Compared to that, how do you feel about yourself? He can confidently say that his capital power within the New Noble faction can be counted on one hand. Staying in the position of a baron is simply because you were born in the wrong era. It was clear that even that would soon become a thing of the past..

Although he suffered a huge loss when he lost two drakes he lent to Viscount Étaville about two years ago, the drakes he was secretly raising were still alive and well..

"Even a hero can generously give at least a drake to the owner of the force who returns from victory.."

He was a man of such magnanimity and ability..

While the corners of his mouth were rising, once again absorbed in his boastful abilities, there was the sound of someone knocking on the heavy iron door blocking this room..

-smart

-who are you?-

"huh?"

At that moment, everyone in the room shared the same question..

Questions you might have if a crazy person suddenly appears knocking on your door and asking who you are.

At that time when everyone turned their gaze towards the door in puzzlement..

-Kwaang!

"it's me! me! me! me!! me! me! me!"

With a sudden explosion, the iron door collapsed and flew into the room..

"Wow!"

Unfortunately, one of the minions who was in the path of the iron door flying in was unable to avoid it and hit his head on the iron door, but the man who was their master did not understand the situation in front of him. And it wasn't just him, it was the same for the other three people who were reporting the results of their pursuit..

"A strong and powerful evening! If you ask my name! You don't have to know. I don't introduce myself when I'm killing everyone."

Either way, the person of interest who entered the room, kicking the iron door open like a piece of paper, only made an unknown self-introduction..

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"Now, wait! Lord Ega! It's a misunderstanding! I completely misunderstood something...!"

"There can be no misunderstanding among those who followed me like assassins.."

He looks at the guy who fell after being hit by the iron gate and can't get up for some reason because his head is broken, and then he hurriedly throws up his hands and cuts off the guy's head as he tries to make excuses..

The directions to Shadow Foot were very accurate, and it took less than 30 minutes for me to change back into my adventurer clothes and arrive here. The location was in the basement of one of the buildings in the street market in the south of the capital... To be honest, I was a bit confused at first because it was just a building with nothing in it. Still, I didn't lose faith in Shadow Feet and went down to the basement, kicked down the door, and looked inside. I saw a very typical scene..

Just by looking at it, you can see that it is a temporary place to hold a secret meeting. I was greeted by a space decorated with that feeling. I had a brief moment of worry, wondering if these bastards had read too many novels or if I had a bad brain, but once I decided to empty my brain, I felt much more at ease..

"Yes this guy!! How dare you know who I am and insult me ​​like this?!!"

Just as the rest of the guys were about to hit their heads, a middle-aged pot-bellied guy who was sitting alone in a chair jumped up and started screaming in anger..

what? It smells like Rudra's dogmakers who are familiar with strangers...?

"Who are you??"

I wanted to hang out with him for a moment, so I pretended to hesitate and asked vaguely, and the pot-bellied one got even more energetic and shouted at the top of his voice..

"I am Baron Dioti da Rubilli, Count Bosha's close associate and owner of the Rubilli estate.!"

"Well, that's none of my business.?"

"what?"

"What do I know?!!"

I already didn't have anything to do, but if I heard your name, I really don't have anything to do..

Without hesitation, I rushed in and ripped off the pot-bellied man's head..

Since the ceiling wasn't that high, the guy's head easily hit the ceiling once before falling to the floor, and the complexions of the two prospective corpses who were watching this became so pale that they were clearly distinguishable even in the not-so-bright room..

"Hahaha?!"

"I killed the Baron!"

"Do you have time to be so surprised? You too will die."

It just so happened that the ones who died first were all men, but I had no intention of seeing them as women in the first place. Men and women are equally capable of killing people with a knife. 'I was just following orders.' Even if the same boring excuse comes up, I plan to just ignore it..

"Sir! please! Please save your life! I'll tell you anything! my...!"

"I don't think you know anything more than the Baron.."

Since I had no hobby of torturing someone who was crying and trying to cling to me, I approached the one remaining guy who had also cut off his head. But he showed a strange reaction, so I had no choice but to stop swinging the sword..

"I will become a spy."

I'm sure the kid I just killed had a panicked expression on his face while he was still alive, but as soon as he died, he suddenly became extremely calm and started looking straight at me. If it was just words, I would have cut him off, but I'm concerned about his sudden change in attitude to the point where I wonder if he has a double personality..

"How great of a spy could the Baron's liaison be??"

"This is snow planted by the former Count Bosha. If you let me live, I will betray Count Bosha.."

"Don't you think that the story is so bad that the loss you will gain from it being fake is greater than the benefit you will gain from it being true? Even if his life is at stake, he betrays so easily.?"

"That's because of the limitations of the contract Count Bosha signed with us.."

"we? contract?"

The woman must have thought it would be quicker to show with action rather than explain with words, so she carefully raised both hands to cover her face and then slowly removed her hands..

"what...?"

Then, the woman's face changed into a completely different face than before.!

"divine power?"

I was worried that he might be doing some modification, so I used magical power to expand my senses, but the fact that I couldn't feel anything means that it's either a shape-changing monster or it serves a god who grants such powers..

Of course, in this situation, the latter is more likely than the former. It's not that such monsters don't exist at all, but they can't speak..

"I don't know how you knew, but you're right. I am a servant of dreams."

Unlike the woman who spoke as if she knew her identity, I was able to find a memory that was similar to what she said only after diligently turning over the memories in my head..

In the past, when I was looking into the many faiths on the continent, I came across a glimpse of a religion that could change its appearance with the power of God. At the time, I thought they were running some kind of fantasy-style plastic surgery clinic because I only skimmed over it, but I guess there was a way to make money by taking advantage of their special skills..

"Contracts that involve risking our lives are expensive. And there is a significant financial difference between having that condition and not having it. Instead of hiring me at a cheaper price, Count Bosha put me in a place where he thought there would be no risk to my life.."

"That was that pot-bellied man.?"

"That's right. This is because he was a person who thoroughly cared about his own safety, never facing a threat like this. Running away in the face of a threat was also part of the contract... but I decided I couldn't run away.."

This is embarrassing.

If I kill it, I think Bosha will notice that there is no news since I killed it, and I can't trust a creature that betrays me like this when I let it live..

That said, it doesn't seem like he was just complacently stabbing people who could sell and betray information like this... What he did was so extensive that it feels incoherent..

In fact, you might be able to get out of most situations with that ability.?

"Assuming I won't kill you. How long will it take for them to find out about this mess here??"

"If I don't report it, you won't know unless people around you report it.."

"The basis is?"

"Baron Rubilla liked to move around secretly, out of vanity. She was under the delusion that she had access to information from the back world. However, apart from such delusions, she was sincere in using her abundant wealth to create this hideout and move secretly. It's the same here too. I know that this place exists, but I don't know specifically that Baron Rubilla is here.."

"...How long did you decide to keep the reports apart??"

"......It's four days."

I think the reason the last answer was delayed is because I was afraid that after calculating the time, I would swing my sword if I thought it would be no problem to kill myself..

It's a little unpleasant to be treated like such a scoundrel, but given the situation, I'm a good person and accept it..

"you come with me for now."

I came to this conclusion based on the vague belief that Sir Ekaf would at least find some use for him once he was taken, but it was the best decision I could make at the moment..

Even if you can't use it as a double spy, wouldn't there be a lot of information to extract??

When he sheathed his sword and declared, the guy let out a long sigh of relief that did not match his calm expression..