episode_0016

Although groups of a certain size may have a common denominator, their nature cannot be defined as one.

‘Even though we all talk together, our jobs, personalities, and places we live are all different.’

Among those who shared the common denominator of belonging to a religious sect, there were those who were neither good nor bad, and even those who were neutral.

It was difficult to evaluate whether the church was trash or a good place.

… That is why it is difficult to evaluate the religious order itself.

As threats loomed over the world, we came to believe in an unrealistic being that we couldn’t even be sure existed in reality.

The point is that evildoers use this religious belief as a weapon to commit cruel and evil acts.

I laughed bitterly as I thought about the church.

The moment this came to mind, a hypothesis popped into my head.

‘Let’s assume. If the sect made some kind of contract with the black magician…’

Only when the Demon King exists can there be a hero.

Just as light exists only when there is darkness, it is highly likely that they secretly planned to cooperate with each other.

I don’t know exactly what the contents are.

It was likely a plan to extract maximum profit from both sides by giving and receiving appropriately, similar to the commonly talked about game of Go-Stop.

At the moment when the religious order and the Karsaril family clashed over vested interests, it was speculated that the religious order was trying to use this to bring down the Karsaril family.

‘And… if this assumption is correct.’

It seemed highly likely that the sect had attempted to cause chaos by covering the Karsarilga with black magic.

As these thoughts entered my head.

I squinted my eyes, thinking that it would be better to dig deeper and gather more evidence.

*

Even if the culprit is a religious group, the group should not be easily touched.

Even if there is a clear reason why a religious group must pay the price because it has strong solidarity and values its external image.

This was because, in order to protect their external image, they attacked those who were involved, regardless of whether or not it was true.

If the church was weak, I would have ignored it and moved on.

Because the religious order was the state religion and spiritual foundation of the country, touching it could have backfired.

If possible, we had to kill them ‘secretly’.

After making that decision, I decided to start exploring first and began to carefully look around the city with the spirit.

Even though I spent the whole day walking around the city.

Not only was it not found that it was the main body of the warlocks (their main base), but it was not even found that it was the tail.

I guess it’s because one of their tails was broken yesterday and they all hid their bodies.

And these words were similar to the conclusion that it was difficult to solve everything with just the sun spirit.

I had to find a way to solve this.

‘I need someone to help me.’

Siren still needed time to grow.

Lorraine didn’t know much about combat, but she was lacking in information, so she needed someone to give her information.

‘There must be no one but Rihanna, right?’

In the original work, he appears as the most capable person in this field, and provides all information and direction to the main party.

It seemed like it would be pretty good if we recruited that character.

The problem was that I didn’t know where Rihanna was.

‘The way to find Rihanna in the original work is to wander around places with interesting rumors.’

The problem is that the standard for what is interesting is Rihanna’s standard.

It doesn’t show up in rumors that are extremely important, like a plan that could destroy the world.

The rumor was that at 12 o’clock, a strange moving statue might appear.

So, with that in mind, I decided to look for a way to recruit them separately.

*

At that moment, my mind was starting to get complicated.

Aiden Carsaril, Damien’s older brother, approaches me.

He came to me with a bright smile and gave me a big compliment.

“Damian! You said you wiped out the warlock? How on earth did you do that?”

Aiden seemed quite happy that his younger brother had accomplished something great, as he kept smiling and shaking my hand.

He spoke to me with a soft smile.

“Before going to the North, I was worried because you only hung out with strange people. But seeing you grow up so well, I guess my worries were for nothing.”

Just as I was about to say thank you, I noticed something strange in what Aiden had said.

‘Strange people?’

I opened my mouth immediately as I realized that this had something to do with the Warlock.

“Bro, do you know where those weird guys we used to hang out with before we went up north are now?”

“… Huh? Why?”

Aiden looked worried that I would end up playing with those guys again.

Still, he decided to trust me, so he quickly shook off his nervous expression and spoke to me.

“I don’t know. Maybe… the butler knows? Your personal butler was the one who introduced those people to you. ”

“Do you know where that butler is?”

“I don’t know. Maybe the butler knows.”

It seems like you’re still hesitating whether it’s right to tell me this information.

I told him, “I’m not trying to play with you,” and reassured him before turning away.

‘Considering that he said he was a dedicated butler, there’s a high probability that this plan was planned a long time ago.’

I walked forward, thinking that perhaps the reason Damien left for the North was related to this.

*

He is the person in charge of all employees in Carsarilga.

From financial management to personnel management and even the running of the mansion, butler Bern is an indispensable figure to the Carsaril family.

While most of my employees are afraid of me.

He spoke to me with a friendly air, as if he were talking to his grandson, rather than with a sense of fear.

“Youngest young master, what business do you have with this old man?”

“I need help.”

“Wow, the youngest son is speaking politely to you. You’ve changed a lot.”

The funny thing is, even though his speech and actions were the complete opposite of Damien’s personality, he didn’t show anything particularly strange.

It seems that he accepted me after hearing that I had suffered for a year in the North and that I had even broken off my engagement.

While I was thinking that these things weren’t completely meaningless, Bern asked me a question.

“So, what can I do to help you, old man?”

“Please tell me where my butler is.”

There is no need to beat around the bush, so let me say this directly.

He seemed to be thinking about it for a moment, then told me some information about my personal butler.

“Ruston left right after the old man left for the north. He said he wanted to go back home.”

My doubts grow stronger as I hear that he just left it there as if he had been waiting for it.

“Hometown?”

“They said it was a small village at the edge of the Karsaril territory… But seeing as there are rumors among the servants that they saw him at a gambling house on the outskirts of the city, it seems likely that he went to a gambling house that was not his hometown.”

Lorraine, who was behind him, added in bewilderment.

“Ruston is gambling? Wasn’t he a very honest guy?”

“That’s right. I don’t know why, but it’s really unfortunate.”

A casino… The moment I heard this, I thought I would definitely be able to get some key information this time, so I decided to head to the casino.

*

A shabby slum in the outskirts.

I don’t know if they chose this place to avoid being caught or if they were prepared to abandon it at any time in case they got caught.

It was a place that didn’t even feel like a gambling establishment at first glance because it seemed so far removed from luxury and pleasure.

After seeing this, I told Lorraine to prepare for any unexpected situation and was about to enter the casino.

A large man silently blocks my path and prevents me from entering.

Because it seemed like he was the gatekeeper of this place.

I spoke briefly, waving my hand.

“Get out of the way.”

“… … ”

Even though I told her to go to the beach, there was no reaction.

At that blatant reaction of ignoring me, I was about to laugh and grab the hammer.

Kwaaang!

Before that, Lorraine kicked the gatekeeper back and spoke.

“Come in.”

It wasn’t something I should have said as I was about to hit her head with a hammer, but I looked at Lorraine and wondered if it was okay for me to do this.

Lorraine tells me with an awkward smile.

“I really hate gambling… and since unlicensed gambling establishments are a crime, I’ll clean them up while I’m at it… ?”

After nodding my head to indicate that there was no need to make excuses, I went in through the open door.

“What are you?”

I noticed that numerous people were standing there, each holding a different weapon, staring at me.

‘A weapon in a gambling house…’

It is common sense in casinos that weapons are absolutely prohibited, even if it is for the sake of attracting customers.

Judging from the fact that everyone is carrying weapons as if it were a given, it doesn’t seem like a normal gambling establishment.

I was raising my eyebrows as I realized I had finally found the trail, when Lorraine tapped me on the shoulder and spoke.

“Little Master, there’s Ruston over there.”

At those words, I took out the small hammer from my bosom and looked at them with joy.

The number is about ten.

It wasn’t a number that could be a problem.