episode_0284

“All of your compatriots may die.”

Is it a threat? Or is it appeasement? Yoru kept his mouth shut for a moment and glared at Shiron.

Of course, the glare didn’t make Shiron scared.

Rather, he was ‘A’ and ‘B’’s position was Yoru.

Siron, who understood that that was all she could do, opened her mouth lightly.

“Your job is not to stare, but to quickly pour out information.”

“…What kind of nonsense are you saying that you’re going to die?”

“Is there any reason for me to lie to you in this situation?”

“It’s true that saying you just show up and do it all is a threat.”

Yoru muttered in a fierce voice.

” Looking at the information and all that, it seems like you’re asking me to tell you where my compatriots are, but that’s not even possible. I will take care of our work.”

“But it seems like he is being tamed like a dog.”

“…I was saying that even if you kill me, I will kill you. hey! You too, speak up!”

Yoru shouted at Lucia. I thought she would at least add a word to the conversation, but Lucia stayed still, holding her breath.

“Lucia, did you make any agreement with this guy?”

Siron stared at Lucia with a smileless face.

“Ah, nothing was concluded! hey! Why are you dragging me in! This makes me feel like a cheat!”

“You watch over me to make sure I move and don’t do anything stupid. We exchanged those words. There is some kind of agreement between you and me.”

“……”

Siron barely swallowed the sigh that was about to burst out.

Just in case, the identities of the [Barbarian Slayers] he had been searching for for the past few days were Lucia and Yoru.

‘I wish you had told me earlier…’

Although his head was pounding and he was irritated, Siron shook off his clouded mind.

Considering that he had brought up the past where Siron was shot by a gun a little while ago, he probably thought that it would be better for Siron to keep Yoru away from him.

The result was not good, but it must have been an act of consideration for Shiron in her own way. Discussing right and wrong was a matter of later, now was the time to focus on Yoru.

“So you’re saying you won’t answer?”

“…Didn’t you hear? Killing and saving my fellow countrymen is my job.”

Yoru turned his gaze to the window. Before I knew it, the scenery seen through the car window was changing from the city to the suburbs.

“When you hold the leash, do whatever you want. It’s okay to beat up. But I can never give up on this.”

“You don’t know the topic.”

“…Heung!”

“Yes, it’s good. Do whatever you want.”

Siron said as if taking a step back. Yoru responded with joy, but his face hardened at the next words.

“I will lock you in solitary confinement and treat you like a dog for the rest of your life.”

“…What?”

“Yes, it would be better to turn into a sex slave and get rid of all the swear words.”

Siron sneered and looked at Yoru. Yoru’s body flinched at that blatant gaze.

“What do you mean?! The people of the empire are dying, and if you don’t cooperate with me, many people could die?”

“What are you going to do? Whether people die or not.”

Not only Yoru but even Lucia looked at Shiron with a bewildered face.

‘What on earth are you talking about? ‘You don’t care if people die?’

[Hero, what do you mean?! You are going to abandon people!]

Even Latera, who was watching the situation with bated breath, became upset.

Wasn’t it an attempt to clear off one’s karma and embark on the path of a warrior? Siron’s words and actions were completely opposite to his previous actions.

“……You son of a bitch.”

Yoru’s voice trembled. It was said that all of her compatriots might die, so I thought she was a good person who valued life.

I thought he was a great man because he saved my life twice and told me to live a good life.

Yoru’s soul was filled with astonishment and disappointment as he looked at Shiron.

“Speaking of being a bastard, the bastard is actually you.”

Shiron sneered at Yoru as if he looked down on him.

“What?”

” Isn’t it a dog that reveals teeth to the owner without knowing the subject.

“Now it’s not enough to treat them as barbarians, they treat them like dogs-”

“No. They don’t even know who is superior or inferior, and their intelligence is so insignificant that they are lesser than a dog. I’m sure I’m not the only one with my life on the line, but I can’t believe I’m trying to negotiate something that won’t work.”

Tsk-

The sound in my ears is sharp. Yoru’s tightly clenched fist was wet.

Just like that, there was silence inside the carriage.

Not only Yoru and Shiron, but even Lucia could not open their mouths.

‘Shiron is abandoning the people of the empire? ‘This is ridiculous??’

It’s a confusing situation. It seemed like he was having a pointless fight with Yoru, but if you listened carefully, unlike Yoru’s pounding heart, Siron’s heartbeat was extremely peaceful.

It’s not about lying or being nervous.

Siron truly thought that it did not matter how many people died.

But even so, Lucia remained silent.

Normally, I would have said this out of frustration, but the difference between Yoru and Lucia is their ability to grasp a topic.

Lucia knew that speaking up in this situation would not change anything.

[Hero.]

As the silence continued, Latera also opened her mouth.

[Do you really not care how many people in the empire die? What do you want to do with your achievements?]

Rattling-

[If this happens, the cardinal and the emperor will be disappointed.]

‘…we’re all here.’

The carriage stopped. Siron adjusted his leash and got out of the carriage.

“Cardinal, you may have heard everything from outside, but we have to work on our own.”

“No. This is the job of the knights and the Public Security Bureau, so don’t worry too much about it.”

Devialet had a bitter taste in his mouth. But he respected Siron’s choice. The original job of a warrior is to save the world, but he may inevitably miss small things.

And the higher you are, the more you have to accept the complaints of the lower ones. There is no end to it. Because he held the title of cardinal, Devialet was able to understand poetry.

Siron entered the grounds of the mansion holding the leash. After walking a bit, what appeared was a secluded warehouse-like space.

Next to him was the elf wizard I saw the other day.

“That is where you will stay from now on. It’s better not to think about escaping.”

“…Do you really not need my cooperation? Several more terrorist attacks will occur in the future. There are many ganja hiding in the empire, and my father grits his teeth-”

“If you don’t want to stay here for the rest of your life, you can chew your tongue and commit suicide.”

Siron opened the door to the warehouse. Just looking at it, a dizzying magic circle spread around, and a vast airflow of mana spewed out.

Yoru’s face was colored with despair. This man truly intends to trap her here for the rest of her life.

Thump-thump-thump-thump-

‘Three, two, one…’

Siron counted Yoru’s heartbeats and gestured.

“Go in.”

“Ma, I’ll tell you!”

Yoru shouted with strength. Lucia was startled and Siron tilted his head.

“What do you want to say?”

“I will tell you everything! Everything I know. Where are my compatriots, where is my father, everything!”

“If you are stubborn enough to break down quickly, you can use it or not.”

Shiron patted Yoru, who was crying, on the cheek. Yoru blushed, feeling great shame.

“Lucia.”

“Uh, huh?”

“It smells. I left the outbuilding empty, so please wash it.”

“…Oh, okay.”

Lucia held Yoru’s leash and headed toward the annex.

*

Bathroom in a separate building.

Lucia threw the dark clothes into the laundry bin.

Grumble-

The bathroom opened and cloudy steam came out.

I guessed it, but the bathtub was already filled with hot water.

‘Did you even see foreshadowing that this would happen?’

Lucia looked back, feeling her trust growing even more.

“Hey.”

There was a naked Yoru there with a blank look on his face. It’s a bit harsh to talk about naked body vs. naked body, but he looked like he was an old man who had lived the rest of the world.

‘Was it a big mental shock?’

Of course, Lucia, who had a close relationship with Siron, was also surprised, but it is not unreasonable for Yoru, who had a hostile relationship, to do something like that.

The fact is that no matter how hard you crawl, you are still in the palm of someone’s hand.

Constant ridicule and contempt.

He shows up and takes me somewhere, urges me to get angry because there’s something I didn’t tell him, and even threatens me as if I don’t know what’s going on here.

Even force doesn’t work.

Even the cabin, which was close to the flock, does not work.

“…Hey.”

Lucia thought Yoru was pitiful right now.

“Don’t be too proud.”

“……”

Yoru gritted his teeth and turned his head.

“Shiron has good brains, good body, and good looks. Other than having a slightly weird personality, there can’t be someone that perfect?”

“What do you want to say…”

There was crying in his muttering voice, but Lucia ignored him.

As someone from Sileiia, I know what it feels like to face an unreasonable situation due to my lack of knowledge.

I wanted to comfort him as a senior in life, but there was no time to hesitate because Shiron was waiting outside.

“I mean let’s go in a good way.”

Lucia picked up the shower hose and soap.

“Now, this is called soap. When you rub it, foam comes out and when you rub it on your body, dirt comes off.”

“…”

Now, this is a shower valve. When you turn it to the left, hot water comes out, and when you turn it to the right, cold water comes out…”

“We have something like this in our town too! Who do you think is a real barbarian?!”

“…Then wash it yourself.”

‘Well, 500 years have passed, so it’s time for the latest civilization to come in.’

Lucia soaked herself with warm water. Yoru entered the bathtub without even getting wet.

“Nigger.”

“…Why.”

“Do you want to rummage?”

“……”

“Come out when I have something nice to say.”

with a splash-

Yoru chewed his lips and got out of the bath and wet himself again.

“That’s right, that’s good.”

Lucia soaped every inch of Yoru’s body.

*

Early evening, a room in a separate building.

Siron looked at the letters written on the paper.

The handwriting wasn’t neat, but it was barely legible.

This is information about Ganja within the empire written by Yoru.

“270 people… that’s a rare number.”

Shiron stared at Yoru across from him. She didn’t look shabby, and instead of a tattered blouse she was wearing a light nightgown.

“How many of these did you kill?”

“…thirty.”

“The thing that saved me was.”

“One hundred…about…”

Yoru responded obediently.

“Now I’ve barely finished half of it.”

“…I couldn’t help it. Because it is easy to deal with people who have settled into the outskirts of the village.”

“…”

“It may be a bank or a government office, but people in the ranks of knights and rich people know how to take care of themselves to some extent, so there is no need to rush.”

“You can hide in every corner.”

Siron sighed deeply.

There are so many spies hiding, but no major incident has happened.

I don’t know if it’s luck of heaven, or if the empire’s security is so good that even if Ganja sneaks in, they can’t operate openly.

Yoru carefully looked at Shiron, who had a scary face.

“But what is written there is only part of it. Even now, trained Ganja continue to cross the border.”

“This is enough.”

“…is it done?

“You don’t need to know.”

Siron turned his neck a few times and then went to the door.

“Get some sleep. Wake me up when I need to.”

The door slammed shut and the lights went out.

“…unlucky.”

Yoru jumped into bed and covered himself with blankets.

*

Office of the Special Branch of the Police Agency.

Berta looked alternately at the letter that came to her and at her junior who was drinking coffee.

“What is this?”

“This is a letter addressed to you this morning. He came from Changcheon. He said he was in a hurry and told me that.”

“Changcheon?”

Originally, the knights and police officers were different groups and lived in separate areas, so they had little contact, but Berta felt an unusual energy.

That’s because Changcheon was a place run by the family of that scary young master.

It is rare for a great noble to personally contact a mere superintendent. Bertha unsealed the letter with a careful hand.

Berta’s face frowned as she scanned the contents of the letter.

“…”

“What does it say?”

The junior approached Berta with a friendly face. But suddenly Berta started crumpling the letter.

“Senior?”

“…Miley.”

“Yes, senior.”

“That’s not it.”

“Why? What’s going on?”

The woman with the blonde hair in a side braid asked playfully, but Berta pushed her face to the side. ‘As usual’.

“Okay, it’s 11:30. What’s on the menu today?”

“…Yuck, eel jelly… some kind of rye juice… Shouldn’t we go on strike for this?”

Bertha wiped her tearful face and put the crumpled letter in her pocket.

The junior student playfully reciting the menu in front of her…

‘Why…!’

“…Shall we go out and eat?”

Lien was not a person.