episode_0015

“Kid. Aren’t you being too foul-mouthed? Do you eat rags for every meal?”

Rather than getting angry at Siron’s swearing, the slim man shrugged his shoulders as if it was laughable.

“Heung.”

Siron wiped the blood from his face with his sleeve.

It is exactly as expected. A body without a single wound was thrown carelessly outside a cave. As far as Siron knew, the only person who would do such a strange thing was the ‘woman’ in front of him.

‘That bastard, why are you dressed as a man?’

female.

For some reason, the woman in front of me was dressed as a man.

The reason… I don’t know. I didn’t even want to know. However, the only important thing was that her disguise did not fool Siron’s keen eye.

‘This adds one more hand.’

Siron held the long sword in reverse.

As the excitement of battle gradually faded, the anger mixed into the words diminished. However, the irritation toward the other person did not disappear. I didn’t like being threatened in this situation.

“It’s laughable that you are so intimidating without even knowing the topic.”

“Topic? Laughable?”

Words I don’t understand.

The woman, not the man, frowned and smiled. The reason she was looked down upon by that bold little boy was because it was not a situation that even she could easily overcome.

“Kid. It seems like we just met for the first time, but what on earth do you think you know? I’m really curious about this.”

“I know as much as I know.”

I know as much as I know. Those words were never false. It was not bragging, nor was it a boast.

Siron knew very well who she was.

A thin body shape and a unique, fluttering way of speaking. Crucially, the shape of the beloved sword she was wearing confirmed her identity even though she was disguised as a man.

“Security Ministry Special Task Force Berta. The rank is probably… I guess he would have been given the title of inspector by now?”

Unlike the group of thieves we just cleared out, she was a character who appeared frequently in the game.

It was nice to meet him like this, but Siron felt bad because there was someone who wasn’t supposed to be here.

This is the bonus stage. There were originally no NPCs in [Brother’s Coffin].

“… … Bertarani, I am Alaine. And the Public Security Department…”

Is it because his identity was discovered? Although her voice was not stuttering, it was trembling slightly. Siron cut her off as if he couldn’t listen anymore.

“Don’t tell me. Do you think I would be fooled by such a poor disguise?”

“… … is it. Then it won’t matter.”

Bertha put her hand to her face and ripped off the human skin covering.

A young woman with glossy black hair cut around her shoulders. Her face hidden under the skin was revealed.

“No one has noticed my disguise so far.”

Berta returned her thickly modulated voice to its original state.

“And it’s not a police inspector. I was recently promoted, so it’s a great achievement.”

Bertha smiled bitterly.

His identity came out from the mouth of a little boy.

Due to the nature of the special task force, which had to operate in complete secrecy, she did not reveal her identity carelessly, and most of the enemies who knew her face were killed with her own hands.

In a way that leaves no trace and cannot even be identified.

That’s why Berta was more agitated than usual.

“So? who are you. I even wonder if he’s really that young in the first place. This is my first time hearing that there is a kid who knows my identity.”

“Asshole. Chewy.”

It was no wonder that Bertha was so nervous.

How amazing is it that a kid with no blood on his head knows not only his disguise but also his identity?

Siron chuckled.

She appears in the game roughly ten years later. Even at that point, I was in a difficult position, and the fact that I hadn’t been promoted once in 10 years was somewhat interesting.

Slowly.

The plan turned out to be a good one.

“I’m not interested in why a nobleman as high as a police officer disguised himself and started living with thieves. Don’t you think that the people in the country who eat rust and burns don’t value their lives too much?”

“Life is not worth it?”

“Why are you being so relaxed? My skills are mediocre.”

Moment. Bertha felt the sheath on her waist becoming lighter.

Clap-

“Don’t move. Kills.”

“… … .”

Berta suddenly realized that her favorite weapon, a non-shaped sword, was lying around her neck.

“… … Oh my.”

‘It wasn’t just one, it was two people…’

Bertha swallowed her saliva. I didn’t even notice it coming this way.

But she felt unfair. Her mind wasn’t stupid enough to take it easy on a kid who was cutting people up like they were slaughtering people.

Suddenly, it occurred to me that I had been tricked by a kid who deliberately pretended to know her identity.

I feel sick.

“… … I’ve never taken any time off.”

“Oh really? Then it’s because you’re weaker than that guy. If you survive, at least train hard.”

Bertha felt a warm stream running down her neck. The guy holding her back pointed the blade at her without hesitation, as if he wanted to take her head at any moment.

“Don’t lift your finger. I can breathe easily because it smells like alcohol. And… poetry. What should I say next?”

“… … .”

“That bastard knows how to use magic, so watch out for him licking his lips needlessly.”

“Okay.”

The boy’s words seemed to be a joke.

On the contrary, the girl was spewing out a tingling amount of life.

Berta broke into a cold sweat at the warning that she recognized instinctively rather than verbally.

I can’t believe I don’t notice this bastard spreading this much murder.

What kind of brats are there? All I can say is this.

Bertha decided to explain first.

“Boy… Did you say poetry? Let’s resolve it through conversation first. There will definitely be misunderstandings between each other.”

“The words are short.”

“… … Why don’t we talk?”

“You were talking about killing me and all that. This is a funny bitch.”

“I often hear people say I’m funny. Teacher.”

Berta put on a servile smile in order to survive,

Shiron smiled wickedly, as if an interesting thought occurred to him.

“Then, take it off.”

“… … Yes?”

Bertha made a dumbfounded expression.

*

Inside a cold cave.

A woman is tied up and shivering, wearing only her underwear.

It’s “. Are you in better shape than you look? So sexy.”

“… … I am. This is the type that makes you look skinny when you wear it. Teacher.”

Berta forced a smile and confronted Siron.

It was sexual harassment that wouldn’t come out of a child’s mouth, but she didn’t bother pointing it out because she wanted to live.

“Wow, there isn’t a place where they don’t have memorization hidden in their clothes. Why do cops fight so cowardly these days?”

“Well, it’s only for the special task force. teacher. The Ministry of Police is a group that knows honor.”

“What kind of shit is honor? Lucia. This looks good. You take it.”

“… … Thank you Siron.”

“This year. It’s a golden goblin, a golden goblin. ah. I have to have this.”

Siron hummed and rummaged through Berta’s luggage, and Lucia kept a sharp eye on her to see if she did anything foolish.

Once the work was somewhat completed, Siron straightened his back and stretched.

‘It’s a method that can never be used again. I need to get stronger quickly or something.’

The blood that was deliberately covered in order to draw the other person’s attention had a really bad smell.

Since it was the blood of thieves who did not eat any vegetables and only drank alcohol and ate meat, it was natural that it had a sticky and delicious smell.

But I didn’t feel any regret. Thanks to this, I was able to easily subdue Berta, who was called the crazy bitch of the special unit.

Siron was grateful for that fact and wiped the blood off with Bertha’s shirt.

It may be a fairly expensive material, but the feel was quite good.

“Then.”

Siron turned around and faced Bertha.

“Let’s find out why the old bitch is sticking with the thieves.”

“Poetics. This guy just said something about his reputation. Why don’t you just kill him? Unless you torture them, they might not open their mouths.”

“It’s a misunderstanding. Little girl. I’ll tell you everything. Please ask any questions you have.”

“… … .”

This guy?

Lucia looked down at Bertha with a cold gaze. I really don’t like it. Lucia was worried about the future of the empire, wondering how a woman like this could even be appointed to the Ministry of Public Security.

At least this never happened while Kylie was alive.

“Even if I bite my tongue and commit suicide, it won’t be enough.”

“At any rate, it’s just a motorboat. What do I know? As you just said, I am also a salaried worker.”

“Noisy.”

Siron interrupted the conversation as if he couldn’t listen any longer.

“Try to clear up any misunderstandings. I’ll decide what to do depending on what you say.”

Right to life and death.

Bertha’s life fell into the palm of Siron’s palm.

However, Siron had no intention of killing Bertha.

Bertha plays an important role in the later terrorist attack on the Capitol.

‘It wasn’t a bad option to create a relationship now for later.’

If she hadn’t been so arrogant, I might have chosen an amicable solution as she had hoped. But what can you do? I brought it all on myself.

“That’s it.”

Bertha weakly lowered her head and pursed her lips.

“To my shame, I… am lost.”

“So?”

“I was about to freeze to death like this, but there happened to be a bandit base nearby. I thought it was going well, so I decided to keep it until the end of winter. Of course, I tried to kill them all when spring came.”

“I guess the corpse in front of you was killed as an example?”

“Ah. Did you see that? yes. Yes.”

At that time, Lucia intervened.

“What is your destination? If you were lost, wouldn’t you have a destination?”

“… … It’s the devil’s castle.”

Bertha hesitated, and then answered weakly.

“You bastard, why are you so lazy? What is the devil’s castle? If you don’t speak clearly, I will cut off your finger.”

Devil’s castle. Lucia got angry at the incomprehensible word and threatened. Yet, she looks strangely excited.

“Really. It’s real! I was told by the higher-ups that it was clearly the devil’s castle. If you look in my coat pocket, you will find a piece of paper.”

Siron did as Berta said, rummaged through his coat pocket and took out a piece of paper.

There was a document on the paper that clearly said it was the devil’s castle. Siron flipped through the document. It was a fairly full-fledged mission letter with illustrations drawn.

‘This is Dawn Castle, right?’

The illustration included a bird’s eye view of Dawn Castle sketched in charcoal. The identity of the devil’s castle was Prien’s Dawn Castle.

“Huh. It happens like this again.”

Siron chuckled, touching his forehead.

Lucia wondered why Siron was smiling.

“Why. Is there anything interesting written there?”

“Yes. Something interesting is written.”

“… … ?”

Siron threw his coat at Bertha, who looked dumbfounded as if she didn’t understand the situation.

“It was written that you should come and see Prien’s succession ceremony after seeing this cub. And write a report. Get dressed. Bertha Motorboat.”

“… … First, you have to solve this.”

“Lucia. Just loosen your legs.”

After receiving the request, Lucia wrapped Berta in a cloak and tied a new rope on top of it. After that, he untied the rope tied to his feet. Lucia had a good work mind.

“Berta Motorboat.”

“… … Yes.”

Siron seemed to have a vague understanding of why Berta, who wasn’t originally here, was there, and why Berta had never been promoted.

“Do you know that the succession ceremony is the day after tomorrow?”

“… … I don’t know.”

“Can you guess who I am?”

“I don’t know…”

“You. Are you being ostracized in the organization?”

Bertha’s face turned white at Siron’s point. It looks like it hit a pretty painful spot. Lucia looked at Bertha with pitiful eyes.

“In the first place, the Special Department had no expectations of you. Rather, they are openly urging us to fail.”

“… … .”

“Nowhere in the mission are portraits of me and Lucia drawn. Even if Lucia is like that, why am I not there?”

“That means…”

Bertha’s face turned white.

This is because the boy’s identity was guessed.

A child related to the succession ceremony.

Prien.

Siron Prien.

Bertha opened her eyes wide and chewed her lip.

I almost killed the VIP designated by my superiors with my own hands. At that fact, a cold sweat broke out.

On the other hand, Siron smiled happily. Bertha’s car. I saw a way to make her mine.

“You incompetent and pitiful thing. I think I might make a pretty good offer.”

“… … Yes?”

“First of all. Follow me.”

Berta looked blankly at the boy walking away.

“What are you doing? I don’t follow quickly.”

“Evil! I understand!”

Berta just makes a dumbfounded expression. Lucia stabbed Bertha’s butt with a knife.

‘You’re so unlucky.’

Bertha’s tears welled up at her misery.