Episode 312 Legacy (1)
A high-end restaurant with a well-known na in District 7.
It was a place Arua Raven visited to have a eting with the clan mbers after a long ti.
Of course, this was our first visit.
If you set a place you used to go often as a eting place, you will surely only beco more depressed with thoughts of this and that.
“Are you not going to order?”
“You haven’t arrived yet.”
When Raven gave a short answer, Abman made an uncomfortable expression.
When there was such an awkward atmosphere.
“No, that’s right.”
Einar opened his mouth.
“……Misha said she wouldn’t co. I hoped that she would change her mind later, but if she hasn’t co so far, she probably won’t co.”
“…I see. Then these three are all.”
Raven sighed involuntarily.
Then, similar sighs erupted from the side in succession.
Sadly, it must have been the sa for everyone.
“Raven.”
“Tell , Mr. Urikfried.”
“By the way… what happened to Erwen? Have you contacted him?”
“I sent the mail. We have sothing to talk about with regards to the settlent of the last expedition and Mr. Yandel’s legacy… so please co.”
Of course, I didn’t expect the fairy to co here, just contacted to protect Dory.
It was because he showed up like that at the end and left.
“Did you get a reply?”
“No, I didn’t co. So, I’m going to send it by mail when the paynt is finished.”
“……Right.”
“Anyway, that fairy is gone, and I never thought Misha would be absent. I didn’t know this. I thought she would definitely co because she’s the most important person in this matter.”
Raven sighed and looked at Einar.
And asked carefully.
“……How is Misha? How are you?”
Raven was genuinely worried about her.
Yes, the last ti I saw it was during a funeral procession held by the royal family. Even at that ti, the distance was far away and there was no atmosphere to talk to, so I couldn’t put the words together properly.
If so, how is her condition?
“…I can’t possibly get along. I’ve been stuck in my room all day and I can’t even eat properly. Once I forced myself to eat it, and I vomited.”
“I see……”
“So these days, I don’t go ho often. I think I’m more uncomfortable.”
“Then, Mr. Einar, where are you now?”
“I’m staying in the Holy Land. But when I’m not there, Misha seems to eat at least a few als. So I just bought a lot of food and put it in the house.”
“……Then I’m glad.”
“Raven, but how do you feel? Is it okay if I leave Misha alone?”
“That’s…”
Raven said, referring to his own experience during the month.
“First of all, not eating seems to be a guilty feeling. You know that? The act of eating itself… I can feel that awkwardness…”
Uncharacteristically speaking gibberish, Einar and Abman said, He nodded as if he understood.
“Oh, that’s what you an.”
“I think I know what you an. So what?”
“…I’m not sure either. How to help Missha. Giving her ti alone wouldn’t be a bad thing, but I don’t know if that’s the right answer.”
“Well, it’s not like you’re the answer.”
Einar probably didn’t say it with malice, but Raven felt cramped and sad at the sa ti.
Einar’s words were not wrong.
If he had, he would have done the right thing.
“Rather than that, let’s start with the order. If you waste ti like this, you’ll be kicked out.”
Abman changed the topic as if feeling sothing strange, and Raven moved on from the heavy topic and chose food together.
“Oh, this is my first ti going to this restaurant, and the food is so good. What are they all doing? Not eating.”
“Oh yes…….”
After the food was served, we had a conversation while eating, and then we talked about work in earnest.
“There’s no problem with the settlent of loot. All we got that day was divided into 5 equal parts. The problem is the legacy… Have you all read Mr. Yandel’s will?”
“Oh, I see. There really isn’t anything except for the proportions of what to do with the legacy. Well, if it’s like him, he’s like him, but…”
Abman blurted out his words and laughed.
And he asked the question very carefully.
“But isn’t that a bit strange?”
“Is that weird?”
“Ratio. To be honest, I really don’t understand why he distributed the ratios this way.”
“Ah, that…”
Raven gave a small nod of her head in sympathy.
Even so, she was surprised at first too.
I couldn’t have imagined that he would designate exactly 20% of the inheritance to go to five people.
Naturally, he expected most of his fortune to go to Mishana Einar.
But Bjorn Yandel was not like that.
Since we didn’t decide what to give to whom, we only wrote down the percentage of the property, so we had to agree on who would take what, but we kept the percentage the sa.
And maybe the reason
…
Raven replied with a bitter smile.
“It’s obvious. Why would Mr. Yandel do that?”
That clever barbarian warrior was what he wished for.
May we not feel sorry for each other even after our death.
So let each other give for each other without change.
“…As expected, I don’t think I can leave Missha like this.”
Yes, he would have wished for that.
* * *
Three days after I went to the Round Table.
Alia and I visited the lord castle after a long ti, fully loaded with equipnt.
And I t a man at the eting place.
“Nice to et you. Is this an iron mask?”
Nickna used by Noark is ‘Felic Barker’.
He was the leader of the clan to which the Rain Wales sisters of childhood belonged as ‘drivers’.
I think the total number of people was thirteen.
“Nice to et you. It’s an iron mask.”
There is also a nickna called ‘Thor’s son Bjorn’, but he just replaced his self-introduction with a nickna.
There was no particular problem.
Because in this city, the nickna itself is often used as a nickna.
“Go in.”
After following him into the clan house located in the castle, the sll of alcohol wafted up.
Inside the hip-decorated interior, savage-looking clan mbers were sitting freely drinking and smoking cigarettes.
This is not a criminal hideout.
“Would you like a drink?”
As I sat down on the sofa across from , Felik Barker offered a drink by the bottle.
“No reservations.”
Alia refused like a knife and I just got the bottle.
Wouldn’t it be too strange if you didn’t drink both?
First of all, we ca here to join this clan. To refuse alcohol in this city ans they don’t trust you.
So…….
clap.
He touches the seam and raises the helt only at the chin, then inhales alcohol.
Then Felik Barker grinned.
“Okay, I like it. Oh, but there’s sothing I want to ask you, is that okay?”
“Try it.”
“Why did you choose our clan?”
The answer is simple.
Because the Rain Wales sisters belong to this clan.
Five months later, when the incident happened, this was the best way to stick together most naturally.
Well, I couldn’t answer that.
“Emily said you guys suggested it first?”
“But if only half of your rumors were true, there would be other good places.”
I brought out the answer I had prepared in advance.
“I think it would be convenient to have a clan, but the percentage will decrease if you go to a place like that.”
“I’d rather have a troll’s head than have an ogre’s claws.”
“So, is there a problem?”
Felik Barker stared at as if he wanted to see my true intentions.
But the chin to beco was full.
No, I put an iron helt on my face, but I wonder if my eyes can see properly.
It was when I was thinking about that.
“Hot! Ha ha ha ha ha!”
The boy burst into laughter and his eyes lit up.
Unlike Auril Gavis, it was just laughable.
Should I say it’s like a concept bug with a lot of wind in its lungs?
His voice is strangely annoying because of his acting tone.
“Okay, very good.”
“What do you an?”
“It ans I like you more.”
“Then is it pass?”
“Not yet.”
Felik Barker said, waving his finger leisurely, pretending to be so kind of mafia boss.
“Because we are based on skill. Within the clan, there are three ranks except for , and according to the rank, the portion of the expedition is determined. And we do not know your skills yet.”
“……?”
“Have you heard of the word weak at?”
“I’ve heard of it.”
“Then it’ll be quick. If you want a troll’s head, take it. And prove it. This world you’re standing in—” Oh, I
said sothing.
“good night.”
“huh……?”
“Isn’t it that we need to check whether the rumors are true or not?”
“That’s the way…….”
“That’s it, why are you talking so much?”
As I jumped up from my seat, Felik Barker looked up at in bewildernt.
Did you think I would be scared if I said it while maintaining a form?
Originally, these job events should be quickly skipped.
“Okay, say sothing quickly. Can I just kill you?”
“…… Skirmishes can only be fought between mbers. And saying that you must kill—”
Oh, what a bumr.
“Then who should I kill?”
Saying that, I glanced at the clan mbers around .
Then one of the big guys whose eyes t flinched.
“Looking at it, it seems that he was my opponent.”
“Yes. But just because it’s a scramble, you have to kill—”
He kept saying sothing loudly.
As I strode forward with the intent to kill, the overpowered figure backed away and glanced at Felik Barker.
A gaze unique to those who seek salvation.
Soon after, Felik Barker ca to his senses and spoke to .
“Wait a minute! There’s a clearing in the back.”
“Oh, then let’s move there.”
“And it’s forbidden to use superpowers during skirmishes.”
Huh, I never thought there would be a rule prohibiting the use of skills.
It ans to fight only with passive and stats.
After all, is it Noark, the world of real n?
“I have to kill him without using his superpowers… Well, I don’t think it’s too difficult.”
After thinking for a while, I readily accepted the rule.
But what else is this?
Felik Barker answered in an ant crawling voice.
“If possible, no one dies, Hanema…”
I was genuinely surprised.
“Then you can’t get a promotion!”
“……All I need is to be able to accept surrender.”
“what? You can get a promotion even if you don’t kill him?”
Wasn’t bloody promotion a national rule in this underworld?
Besides, you said it was the law of the jungle?
“What the hell happened? Does this make sense?”
I looked at him as if I genuinely didn’t understand.
Coincidentally, his eyes were the sa.
“Hey… didn’t you say you’ve only been in Noark for a month?” ”
But?”
“No……”
It was Felik Barker who averted his eyes first.
* * *
A dark room with the windows covered with a thick cloth.
Mischa Karlstein stood up with wide eyes and thought,
The day has begun again . ”
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Mischa ca out of the room with a haggard body and stopped in front of Yandel’s room, which
she hadn’t touched since that day.
After all, she couldn’t open the door today too.
Trude.
Turning her back weakly, she climbed the stairs to the 1st floor.
As with the 2nd floor, the 1st floor was dark.
All the windows were closed with curtains because people ca to say they would leave flowers at least. Misha muttered in a dry voice,
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You’ve co and gone again…”
There was a note on the table on the first floor to check that Einar had filled the grocery box written in crooked writing. .
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_ Just looking at it makes nauseous.
I can’t even sll it.
Rye bread is Bjorn’s favorite.
Not to ntion at.
Bjorn is picky about his diet, so he always bought plenty of vegetables, and left over every day .
I had no choice but to eat.
In the end, Misha closed the grocery box again as if she were running away.
But she knew it herself.
Still, you have to eat.
If you don’t eat, your body will break down.
Yandel wouldn’t have wanted that.
“Bjorn…….”
The dark kitchen with the lights off.
She sat in her chair as if collapsing, sobbing for a while, then got up again and went to the grocery store.
That was the mont.
“Oh there was? I thought no one was there.”
I heard the voice of a strange man behind .
‘thief?’
Misha grabbed the knife that was on the chopping board and turned back. It was a quick move that could not be seen as a person who was pretending to be a lung.
But…
“Whoa, how dangerous.”
The assailant so easily grabbed her by the wrist holding the knife and subdued her.
I gave it strength, but it was so strong that it didn’t budge.
“It’s been a while since we t, isn’t there a way to wield a knife?”
“Long ti no see……?”
Misha unconsciously raised her gaze upward to check the face of the assailant.
It was dark and I couldn’t see very well.
But sohow it was familiar.
race is human.
The skin is as white as snow, and there is not a single scar visible as if it has grown finely. Platinum hair, a symbol of nobility, is well-grood and tucked back.
And most of all…
[Enemy Cats, are you a player?]
[Huh? Freya?]
[Is it an evil spirit?]
[Ah ah, isn’t it…?]
A unique, light yet creepy tone.
Thanks to that, mories of this man imdiately ca to mind.
“You were that…!”
“Do you rember? Let’s call Lee Baek-ho. I’ll let you go, so stay calm.”
“…….”
The man who said the strange na Lee Baek-ho released his arm as promised.
Misha stepped back, wrapping her sore wrists.
Then, the blonde-haired man smiled as if to reassure him.
“Don’t be too wary.”
Goosebumps spread from his spine.
Unlike the long curved corners of the mouth.
“I just ca because I wanted to ask you sothing.”
The eyes weren’t smiling at all.
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