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A sudden change.

My wings have become bigger and thicker.

Sylvia carefully lifted the old wings, which had now become old wings.

“…Not bad.”

“What?”

“To decorate the bar.”

“Huh?”

Why do you decorate your bar with that?

I wanted to argue right away, but it wasn’t the situation.

With the help of the guests and Sylvia, I stood up and opened my eyes wide at the pain I felt in my new wings.

‘Should I call this growing pains?!’

It felt as if the part where the two wings were connected to the body was becoming hot.

First, Sylvia made the guests leave, took me to the captain’s chair, and started giving me a compress with an ice pack.

“Oh….”

Before I knew it, I ended up sounding like an old man.

“It seems to be somewhat effective.”

Sylvia is holding an ice pack with one hand. In her other hand was my old wing.

“…Silvia.”

“Why is that?”

“Do you really decorate that?”

“Isn’t it good?”

Sylvia responded to my question with a bright smile.

No, if you react that way, I don’t know what to say.

“Boss.”

Martin suddenly called Sylvia.

Yeah, it didn’t seem like that was what he thought.

“I think it would be nice to decorate it right above here.”

“….”

It was that boss and that employee.

Suddenly, my old wings became like hunting trophies that existed in every bar.

“If anyone sees it, they’ll think they’ve caught a vampire!”

Sylvia just smiled happily at my reluctant shout.

“By the way, how are the wings?”

“Are you already aiming for the next wing?”

“No way.”

There is a saying that that nonsense can catch people.

I moved my wings back and forth while strengthening my back muscles.

The old wings were cute, but the new wings seemed to be twice as big.

“If it’s this big, I can now take other people on flights, right?”

“Then what do you do? The gargoyles won’t leave it alone.”

“Oh, is that so?”

“No. It doesn’t matter if you fly at a reasonable height.”

“But what exactly is the appropriate height?”

“…Chris. It’s about half of the company building where Youngmin and I first discovered Chris.

***

It was a really vague explanation, but I could understand it.

Is that why the gargoyles attacked me as I was coming down from the building?

“Oh, now that I think about it, I have a good idea.”

“Suddenly?”

The sudden pain of having a wing replaced.

Thanks to that unexpected pain, a good thought suddenly crossed my mind.

“It’s related to the refugees we saw earlier.”

“Chris, that’s not something we can do anything about.”

“Wait! Just give it a listen!”

“…I understand.”

Sylvia lent me her ears as if she had no choice.

In order not to waste the opportunity I was given, I explained it concisely and without missing the point.

“….”

“How about it?”

“Well, I don’t know if they will accept it.”

“But if you succeed!”

“Then it is clear that it is beneficial to me as well.”

“Right? Then let me try it first?”

Sylvia looked like she really had no choice.

“Boss.”

Martin looked anxious looking at me like that.

However, Sylvia said she would trust me and leave it to me this time.

First, I made the two new wings disappear as usual.

Then, in his true form, not as a baby bat, he passed the force field at the entrance of the bar and went outside.

‘It must be here somewhere…”

Frank, the vampire hunter who said he would keep watching from a distance of about 100m.

I needed his help now.Looking around continued for a while.

There still seemed to be a small number of refugees near Sylvia’s bar.

Maybe it’s because it’s a place where retired fixers and vigilantes often come and go, so the refugees feel like they’re avoiding it on their own.

“Uncle!”

I decided to call Frank, who was invisible at all costs.

Then Frank started waving from a building in the distance.

‘Well, how are you going to monitor me when you react like that?’

With that in mind, I motioned for Frank to come to me.

“It must have been him who told me to keep a distance and watch.”

Not long after, Frank, dressed as a priest, approached the bar and spoke.

Looking at Frank like that, I felt like my head was hurting instead of my wings.

“Uncle, can you not wear those clothes when you are watching?”

“You can’t do that. I am a person who always serves God.”

“…So you wear that when you sleep?”

“It doesn’t matter because I don’t worship God when I sleep.”

Oh, look at my mind. This is not the time.

I decided to make a suggestion to Frank.

“Did you know that there are more refugees on the Silver Side these days?”

“I know. Because I’m not blind either.”

“Then you understand that there are solvers who harass those refugees?”

“….”

Frank’s silence was tantamount to a yes answer to my question.

“So what does that have to do with our work?”

“It matters. If you help me, I will reduce the distance from 100m to 10m.”

I thought it might be too salty, but it seemed just right.

Then Frank seemed to be interested and asked me to talk in more detail.

“Please set an example to those who harass refugees the most.”

“Take care of it?”

“Oh, I’m not saying kill you, I mean…”

“I understand what it means.”

Did I really understand it correctly?

Meanwhile, Frank asked if I really needed to do this with refugees.

“Of course it is!”

Children who lost their parents right before their eyes face death next to their parents.

I didn’t want to see scenes like that anymore.

However, when I told Frank the reason, I was not honest.

“Retired fixers don’t come to Sylvia’s bar because they are catching refugees.”

“Is it ultimately about money?”

The expression on Frank’s face when he asked me that didn’t seem like he really believed me.

“If 10m is not enough…”

“No, that’s enough.”

Moreover, judging from his reaction before I even finished speaking, it seemed like he decided to just ignore me this time.

So, before he was a vampire hunter, he was a priest?

Maguspol’s church, along with some companies, tended to care about the protection of the weak and the minimum welfare.

“Can we start right now?”

“Yes, then I am grateful.”

Then Frank left his position without a word.

From my perspective, it was like getting rid of an annoying watcher, but it didn’t feel that way.

***

After negotiating with Frank, I came right back again.

“Silvia!”

“How was the response good?”

Sylvia asked as she instantly caught me running towards me in the form of a baby bat.

“Yes! Success!”

“…unexpected.”

“That’s my opinion too. But I guess a priest is a priest after all.”

“Is that what a vampire says to a vampire hunter?”

I wondered what it was like. It’s been a long time since the unconditional hostility between the church and vampires ended, right?

“Then it would be better to move on to the next step.”

“Boss, are you sure you want to do this?”

“Chris has already persuaded the vampire hunter, so we should respond as well.”

“That’s right! As expected, Sylvia is the best!”

I responded by pressing my head on top of hers.

What’s next?

It was Sylvia’s bar that offered a cheaper than usual discount on alcohol!

An unidentified priest who attacks hunters hunting refugees.

Sylvia’s Bar happens to offer discounts on drinks.

Any smart Silver Side resident will know that it’s better to have a drink at Sylvia’s Bar than engage in vigilante activities.

There was nothing bad from Sylvia’s perspective as the number of customers decreased due to the refugee hunting trend.

Of course, since it is a discount, the benefits may be different from usual, but having customers was important.

“Martin, Martin, please inform the guests over there.”

“Okay.”

Silvia and Martin immediately spread the news to the guests at the bar.

Sylvia had her guests spread the news to their acquaintances as well.

I used Sylvia’s terminal to contact Adem in the office while the two were dealing with customers.

“Uh, Adem?”

“What, where is Sylvia going and are you talking on the phone?”

“Silvia is busy right now!”

After answering that, I said what I wanted to say.

To promote throughout the Silver Side that you can drink plenty of alcohol at Sylvia’s bar for cheaper prices than usual.

“…So?”

“That’s why. It’s what you have to do.”

“Wait a minute. What do you want me to do?”

“Please tell everyone’s office. Isn’t there some way?”

Adem sighed at the increased workload he had to do.

But when I mentioned what I had witnessed, Adem was speechless.

“Chris, it looks like you were very shocked… If you care about such things in this city, you will end up having a hard time.”

“Yes, I know that. Still, if I can do something, it’s not a bad idea to try it, right?”

“….”

Adem didn’t say anything more, perhaps because he was sick of my foolishness or because he sympathized with me a little.

“Oh, and I have one more favor to ask you.”

“I hope we really become one.”

“Please tell me some information about Sylvia and others!”

“Why all of a sudden?”

“No, now that I think about it, I don’t know much about my office colleagues.”

“Okay. Well, it’s not that difficult.”

“Adem, don’t forget to send it to me too.”

“I don’t think you need to know about me.”

“No, you can’t do that! Adem, you are also a member of the Blue Heart Office.”

Where are you going to sneak away?

It was Adem who also mentioned David’s sad story.

I had the feeling that he would tell me about sensitive parts well.

After ending the phone call with Adem, Sylvia returned as captain and asked.

“Did you contact Adem?”

“Yes, they said they would somehow spread the word about the liquor discount.”

Sylvia didn’t seem to have any doubts about my answer.

And a few days later, another call came from the public security office.

In addition to vigilante activities, it seemed like the hunt for the company or force behind the rat rampage in Miller Town was in progress.

In relation to this, we were asked whether the Blue Heart Office would participate.