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    A peaceful back alley again today.

    Of course, if you ask me if it is quiet and calm, I would have to answer that it is not.

    “Hahaha!! Drink up!!

    hey!! Here’s one more drink!!”

    “K-Hot!! Hahaha!! I got it!! I got it!!”

    “Damn it!! Are you wrong again?

    Those dice, weren’t you just playing around with them?”

    “You brought this, you idiot!!”

    Aren’t all places where people live the same?

    Even if there are good people, it does not mean that there are no bad people among them, and the same is true even if there are bad people.

    “Aaaah!! Sorry!!”

    “Wow!!”

    “Ahahaha!! Taking a bath in alcohol.

    This guy is so extravagant!!”

    “Ugh… It’s wet…

    A free bath is welcome, though.”

    Of course, although there are a lot of bad people in general, this is the place where humanity exudes.

    Isn’t that why this place itself comes back to life one way or another?

    In such back alleys, it was natural for those in charge of the axis of evil to also exist.

    They were a cartel, so to speak, an illegal organization in the back alleys.

    According to the laws of Groden’s kingdom, basically, in order for commoners to establish and run any organization, they had to obtain permission from the royal family.

    For example, an organization such as a vigilante group that simply promotes security is also a group that emphasizes force, so it is required to be reported because it is an organization.

    Of course, as a kingdom, this was partly to prevent plots or rebellions by commoners, but the main purpose was to monitor the factors that move when humans gather, that is, the economy.

    According to the kingdom’s law, which reviews organizations and collects appropriate taxes or, conversely, provides benefits, cartels are also treated as profit-oriented groups, and originally, they should have been thoroughly reported and collected taxes according to their profits. Because it was something.

    However, the wide back alleys were bound to be crowded with cartels that did not follow such laws.

    Even in places that are as good to live as the original world, there are so many people who embezzle taxes, so what is the difference between this place where people also live?

    “It’s cheap, it’s cheap!! Herbal medicine ‘directly imported’ from Chaoxing!!”

    “Small and small… So let me do you a favor… … ”

    “But the payment may be a little insufficient considering the content…

    If you pay 50 more nyang, I will definitely take care of it.”

    There were many people who wanted dangerous items that were hard to find even if they had money, and there were also many people who wanted someone else to do things for them that were difficult to do.

    Therefore, most of the back alleys were providing supplies to meet the demand for illegal and dirty work as much as they could.

    Rather, in this world where prostitution was not illegal, the level of prostitution operation was on the good side compared to serious crimes such as drugs, gang fighting, and contract killings.

    Lalatina, a practical example, was also a celebrity in her own right, frequenting social circles as the Madam of Changgwan.

    Ultimately, the complete eradication of back alleys is practically impossible.

    The assessment of the back alleys of the world was that rather than completely rejecting such people, it would be better to find a somewhat useful corner and coexist.

    As for the cartel, there were many things that fell apart in various ways the closer we got to each other, depending on what kind of people they were in charge of.

    Their illegal activities sometimes have a negative impact, such as murder and robbery, but on the contrary, they often have a positive impact, such as protecting the residents of their area or revitalizing the local economy through their businesses.

    Moreover, as I mentioned before, in order to completely destroy one cartel, it would take a tremendous amount of effort to thoroughly search the entire vast back alley.

    But what if there are not just one or two such cartels, and if they disappear, they re-emerge soon?

    The level of extermination difficulty is literally like burning down all that thatch to kill bed bugs. Isn’t this a problem that you don’t have the motivation to do in the first place?

    In most cases, rather than trying to catch the entire cartel, it ended up punishing those who were found and arrested at the crime scene.

    Of course, in the meantime, there was bound to be someone working to completely eradicate evil.

    It’s dark even in broad daylight because there’s no sunlight, but now that evening has come, I’m in a dark alley where I wonder if I can see what’s in front of me.

    It was raining, and even though it was a relatively warm season, there was a man walking, shivering from the feeling of his body being cold.

    “Ugh… It’s cold… … ”

    The man, who was accustomed to walking down an alley, soon stopped at a corner of the alley, fumbling with his hands in front of his eyes, looking for the door handle to be located there.

    Eventually, the door opened, and the light from the lantern leaked through the crack in the door, then disappeared as the door closed again.

    “You’re late.”

    “You must not be busy, right?

    Aren’t you busy looking for the information you want?”

    The man who opened the door grumbled and pulled down the hood of the cloak he was wearing.

    Then, a bald head with only a few strands of hair clearly visible caught the eye.

    The scary wrinkles that looked like a lot of horns were distorted, and a ticking voice was echoing throughout the house.

    “But no matter how difficult it is for us to find people, it’s true.

    It would be difficult to find someone using only this information.

    Why did a man who knew enough to know do this?”

    What was in front of him was a table with a small lantern lighting up the room, and a woman sitting on a chair in front of it and quietly opening her mouth.

    “What is the result?”

    “Wouldn’t it be okay to do this slowly?

    This is how it came to be, so I was able to enjoy it leisurely… … ”

    Hearing the woman’s voice urging the result, the man’s face relaxed, he smiled, and quietly approached the woman’s side.

    The moment when such a man wrapped his arm around the shoulder of a woman sitting on a chair and tried to reach out to the cleavage that was subtly prominent on the chest of her dress.

    “Death penalty.”

    “Chet. It’s still not fun.”

    The man finally let go of her with a sigh and began to take out parchments from his arms and lay them out on the table.

    “The survey results can be found here.

    First of all, if I were to express it in one word, it would be nonsense.

    Blue hair and blonde hair are not the only ones in this world.

    Aren’t you looking for a slaughterman’s daughter and a tailor’s daughter who are close friends?”

    “Umm… … ”

    Instead of responding to the man’s sullen words, the woman let out a sigh.

    She was famous and talented in her field, and the information in front of her was too detailed to carelessly doubt the skills of the man she was cooperating with.

    “If your skills are so great that you can knock them out…

    They say he’s probably making a name for himself somewhere in the back alleys… … ?”

    Among those who are famous for such things, there is no combination of blue hair and blonde hair.

    Cartels, assassination squads, and even female mercenaries from the front lines.

    How hard was it for me to get in touch with the front lines… Sheesh… … ”

    In the end, the man pulled a chair across from the woman and sat down, picking up a document on the table and reading it roughly as he continued his conversation.

    “This is the result of gathering what little I had.

    First of all, even among ordinary civilians, a blue-haired and blonde-haired person seem to be familiar with each other.

    Well, this was the best I could do for the ‘requested content’.”

    “It sounds like there is something more?”

    “I received a request for that traffic light combination, right?

    From now on, I will talk about things other than the contents of the request. Okay then. ”

    At the sight of the man standing up and putting on the hood of his cloak as if he was about to leave again, the woman stood up, grabbed his sleeve, and glared at him.

    “You said that a long time ago. If you have a weak mind, isn’t it bound to interfere with your work?

    Also, receiving an unexpected gift makes me want to work harder.”

    Seeing the woman pulling down a layer of her outerwear with a frown on her face as if she didn’t like it, the man grinned and began stroking her exposed body.

    A man’s actions of massaging a woman’s breasts, as soft as a water balloon, over her clothes and licking her neck.

    The woman’s facial expression, which was almost expressionless, but also had a blue-green aura that made her feel disgusted by the man’s behavior, was truly a look that could have felt like a reward to some people.

    Eventually, his hand was placed on the woman’s crotch, at the very moment when she was trying to pull up the obstructive dress.

    “It really kills me.”

    “There is really no such thing as stubbornness…

    Still, I had a good experience, so I’ll give it my heart’s worth.

    I am the man who touched Deborah’s breasts. It’s a lifelong abstinence from alcohol.”

    “porridge… ”

    “That’s right… !! I knew it… !!”

    At the urging of Deborah, a woman who seemed to be running out of patience, the man quietly took out another piece of parchment from his pocket with a troubled expression.

    “Among the emerging forces these days, there are people called the Jebi faction.

    Although they are said to be an emerging force, they have been around since the beginning.

    But recently, they have been expanding their business little by little.

    Originally, they were strangely the type of guys who ran a male prostitution ring and robbed the pockets of women.”

    “So what’s the point?”

    “Take a look at this.”

    “Blue… Dosalhee… … ?”

    “I don’t know about blonde hair, but first of all, this girl has blue hair.

    I have also visited Floraz, and this is the first time since Lalatina that I have seen such a charismatic madam.

    After this woman appeared, the fishing industry of the Jebi faction began to prosper.

    Almost all male prostitutes have quit, and the number of prostitutes has increased like that of other prostitutes, and the size has slowly grown considerably.”

    “So what does that have to do with anything?”

    “There was a time in the past when another cartel was wreaking havoc over territory and invaded Jebipa’s Changgwan.

    There is a rumor that this woman single-handedly killed seventeen men of the hostile cartel without a single wound, as naturally as if they were breathing.

    So maybe it could be the blue-haired woman you’re talking about.”

    However, men did not know that rumors were like that.

    These were the words of a man who gently lifted both hands above his shoulders as if he had no idea and continued to make excuses as if he were offering insurance.

    Deborah’s cold eyes became sharper as he added that he could not make any guarantees.

    “To put it bluntly, it could be a rumor that has no credibility.

    Sometimes the madam of a small window is ignored.

    It could simply be a rumor spread to make it look good so as not to be ignored.

    It’s a difficult world to do anything with a woman’s body, isn’t it?

    There is no way to know the details, so make your own judgment.”

    “Information fee is here. Then I’ll go.”

    “Hehe!! If you have time, even for a private moment… ”

    – Bang

    As Deborah’s figure disappeared behind the sound of the door crashing shut, the man who had been standing with his hand out in an awkward posture sighed and began to organize the parchments left on the table.

    Information is an asset in itself, so the remaining information may be useful someday.

    “When I thought about it, it was a yellow light year… ?

    I think there was a woman who beat up Jinsang…

    Well, drunkards can beat up the kids next door, so it doesn’t really matter.”

    The man, who tilted his head and walked out with the parchments in his arms, was already dreaming of getting a drink with the information fee he received.

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