The distance from the aristocratic house to the Ogatorv family is rather long. It can be said that it is a distance that feels even more distant now that I just want to hurry back and rest in bed because it was a tiring day.
Even so, I deliberately choose a longer route and go for a walk.
“It’s not a duke, what a fortune teller.”
As soon as they left the aristocratic house, strange puppies started following them by their tails.
At first, I thought it was long, but after thinking about how far and how to explain what happened today, I took a real walk, so I definitely understood.
Every ti you see an item that can be used as a mirror in the stalls that are widely available in the market, there are people who pretend to look at them and check behind them. two won and two n. All four of them are wearing the sa outfits as if they were in line with the black ceremony, despite the fact that they are commoners who can be seen everywhere.
I was looking at the necklace for a little while trying to guess if they were the traitor’s subordinates, and then the owner of the newsstand trembled and spoke to .
“Oh, sir. You have eyes to see! The one in the center of the necklace there is real silver.”
“I don’t think it’s new, but it’s very neatly trimd. Does the owner manage it himself?”
Knowing precious tals was learned from Asilier and also from the Ogatorf family. I can’t say it’s perfect, but I’m proud to say that I can see through things at this distance.
There’s nothing good when the guys who stop by suddenly notice sothing strange.
“As expected, it’s not a bet! It’s accurate! But it’s not stolen property! I brought used items from a jewelry store that deals with nobles! Aristocrats don’t pay attention, but it’s different here!”
The brown-haired woman, dressed more like an adventurer than an ordinary market woman, was much younger than the stallholders around her. Still, it doesn’t look very normal to have two rice cake sticks on both sides that look like bodyguards.
I’m aweso too. Even if I had to choose unconsciously, I was looking at these stalls.
There’s a good chance it’s stolen, but it’s not important to anyway, so I decided not to care.
“price is?”
“Only 10 Itsiel silver coins!”
“The attempt to sell second-hand at cost was good.”
I’ve heard that I’m not very good at Asillie, but I’m the owner of an eye that is praised by the Ogatorf family’s butler. Already studded with silver, not jewels, is close to a luxury substitute for the poor aristocrats.
I had no intention of living anyway, so I just went on my way, but the landlady quickly stopped my hand trying to put down the necklace and began to fawn.
“Aaaaaah! Saree! Wait! A joke! It was a joke! Ai-ing! Nondaaam!”
“I don’t treat cheating on the price as a joke.”
“Honestly, it wasn’t a joke, but if you bought it at that price, you’d be willing to give it a lot of services? Trust .”
It’s disgusting to see her twisting her body and showing off a charm that she couldn’t get back, but being able to be confident like that is probably because she believes in her appearance and does that. It’s certain that she has a striking beauty for a stall vendor, so she must be confident.
But there are only three won around who are prettier than you. Four if you include Cheryl. I was about to drop that and go, but suddenly a stranger’s hand ca up on my shoulder.
“Hey, Nari. Don’t be too harsh because my younger brother joked about it. Why don’t you go see more things?”
Surprisingly, aren’t the shoulders creeping towards and paying attention?
“I wear a nice sword on my waist, isn’t this kind of money? Let’s go well.”
“What, what?”
I was so surprised that even having a tail on my back made feel like it was no big deal, so I stuttered involuntarily.
No matter how stupid they say, guys who are half a head shorter than with a height and muscles approaching 190 are threatening right now!
“Can’t you guys see my clothes right now?”
Because I had witnessed an unbelievably extraordinary sight, I wondered if there was a problem with the eyesight of these two people, so I asked with worry without knowing it.
“You look very good. A rich man. Hey, if you eat well and grow up well, you’ll grow taller, right? We’re not the heights that make you lose anywhere, but my neck hurts.”
“But it’s nice and expensive clothes and even blocks the knife…”
“If you move your hand even a little there, you’ll die?”
Seeing the hand movents that instantly made feel happy, I hit my face without even realizing it.
The cubs tried to laugh rrily when I said anything, but they tried to pull a knife out of their pocket. He is ready to smash his chin if he fidgets even a little more, and he is arrogant to put my kindness to sha when I warned him.
“Hyung, I tried to play with the sword, but don’t you think it would be faster for my sword to get stuck in your stomach than to pull it out?
Practice…?
I… have no real combat experience…?
What is practice…?
Just a mont ago, twenty-four people’s heads were removed like bottle caps from an opener.
“I was going to send this to you, but it won’t work. Why don’t you go over there with us and talk for a while?”
“Ai, oppas. Don’t do that to make the custors anxious.”
Still, the landlady, who has fallen away from , naturally falls for and makes her way into the alley behind the stall.
And without particularly resisting the tricks of the two rice cake sticks halfway forcibly dragging in, I tried my best to roll my head.
What use are they to now?
My attire is not particularly aristocratic. However, even though common sense people living in the capital may not know where the uniform is, at least it is a garnt with a design that does not doubt that it is a uniform itself. Isn’t the fashion sense of the previous Marquis of Levien a joke?
But even after seeing it, you dragged it in with such confidence? why? what do you believe in
“I was too tired to say this, but you guys are really thinking about it wrong.”
“Well? I don’t think you’re wrong at all. Even if we look at it like this, the nobles living in the capital are all wearing uniforms.”
“Don’t lie. Why do they touch ?”
“I’m not lying, so I’ll touch you. You look like a loose-fitting brat from outside the capital. I’ve never seen the uniform you’re wearing.”
Why? The mont the question ca to mind, what passed by was the images of Lenisa and the servants of the Ragnis mansion.
That’s right. Around Ragnis, the only ones wearing these were and Lenissa. I can’t see it.
“My older brother is the one who feeds his younger siblings with information on this floor.
“…information?”
It was a word that brought to my senses while I was thinking about what to do with these scumbags in an already annoying situation.
“My God. This ti, the calling period is short.”
I believed you would always be there.
“Ha, this big guy is distracted and he’s looking for God.”
“If there was a god, would you have been caught by us like this, hyung?”
“Go to Eldmia.”
“what?”
As I went further into the alleyway, I smiled sincerely as I looked at the rogue gang mbers sneaking up on .
“My na is Eldmia Ega.”
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Zikl was a successful information rchant.
The days when I was just an immature 15-year-old kid who went wild unknowingly after joining a gang that said he would break his fist in Ogwen four years ago.
Sicl, who had such an intense experience that he sotis had nightmares, had to live in fear of death for more than four months, praying that his broken legs would be put back together. When I picked up the story that the leader of the gang died from a single kick, I was grateful that only my leg was broken, but I was afraid.
Ironically, thanks to his broken legs, begging was not difficult, and while enduring such days, Zicl gained a great realization.
That violence is so useless in the face of greater violence, and that actions that co out of ignorance never lead to pleasant results.
Realizing that survival requires knowledge, not violence, as soon as his leg healed, Sicl fled Ogwen to another nearby city. Saving money to eat, learning from the pharmacist, gaining knowledge, crawling on the floor, and earning money with information when thugs ruled the streets with violence.
For an ordinary person like Jicl, information about adventurers did not make money, so he made money dealing with information about rchants and nobles mainly active in the city, and overca various dangers with such information and settled in the capital.
In the anti, violence was not the subject of treatnt. With just the information, he could have been called out without regret. Of course, he was operating a newsstand using that information, but it was just a minor side job.
As I was concentrating on my work as usual, I heard an unusual knocking sound.
“Very, Captain. May I go in?”
“Co later if it’s not important.”
In the end, the information award is a series of checking the authenticity by comparing the docunts that co to the desk all day long. So Zicl rembered his opponent by listening to his voice without raising his head in the sea of docunts.
It wasn’t difficult to recall. He was one of the escorts assigned to protect Lilsey’s stolen goods stand. Was his na Ben?
It was a guy who didn’t have the head to distinguish the importance. But he opened the door and entered without hesitation.
“Cow, a guest has co.”
Entering the capital to play in bigger waters and to get even a little further away from Ogwen, the source of his fears, his organization was growing smoothly, but talent was always lacking.
And since it was ultimately up to Zicl himself to make up for the lack of manpower, he did not like wasting his ti.
“Guest? To ?”
“Uh. To you.”
It’s the first voice you hear. It was also half term. It wasn’t hard to guess that Ben was the guest he was talking about.
A simple question popped into Zicl’s mind in the few monts he turned away from the docunt and turned toward the visitor. No custor would have been able to visit like this. Who spilled the information in vain? It wouldn’t hurt to rearrange the system for safety.
Gicl, who turned his head completely and looked at the other person, concentrated on looking at the person called the guest, wondering if it was a face he rembered.
I didn’t have to dig deep.
“Huh? How do you look familiar? Have you seen us sowhere?”
“Moki, ki, ki!”
“talent?”
“Kyaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!!!”
Because there were traces of the face that I had seen so much in nightmares for 4 years.
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