Say You Want To Live 1
A masters favor was like the heavens, but the true role of a master was to make the disciple accept such maxims as truth. In that sense, I was truly the very definition of a master.
Seeing Sephi, who ca to help her solitary master, I was moved to tears.
Geeee. At least one disciple was raised well by . Look at her rushing over imdiately when her master is in danger.
It truly was worthwhile to devote my youth to nurturing her.
To survive in the back alleys, you needed at least one line. One connection. One bond that always had your back. Mind Reading alone was not enough to depend on; after all, this world was not so easy of a place to live in. So, as soon as I arrived in Amitengrad, I entered a host bar with the intention of making connections.
eting the successor of a holding company there was truly fortunate. Pretending to be Sephis ho tutor, I flitted between Sephi and her godfather Alexei, sweetly sucking up the benefits from both sides.
And then, as soon as I saw signs of Alexeis downfall, I quickly cut ties with him and stuck right next to Sephi.
Sheeeesh, even thinking about it now, I did so very well. Mind Reading could be quite useful like this, you see?
Anyway. Should I say so nice words to my dear disciple who has co to help ?
Im so touched right now. To think you have such a deep regard for your master. Indeed, its worth having nurtured you so well.
How could it possibly be as deep as the regard you have for , Master?
Regard, my foot. You probably just assud I would follow you, so you left first without a word. How shaless. You never think about those left behind.
The gap between her words and thoughts remained quite severe, huh.
But in the end, words were also a part of thoughts. The fact that she said such kind words ant I still had so points earned in her good books.
Anyway, if she brought the full force of Seamless Cloths, there wouldnt be any cases where I would be in dange.
Eh?
But I dont see anyone behind you. Wheres the rest of the troops?
Troops? We are a holding company. The only people we can hire are specialized workers for professional labor. Peto here is the only one who can even pretend to fight right now.
Sephi said this calmly, pointing to Senior Peto. I asked incredulously.
The entirety of your forces is a clothes hanger on a horse?
Senior, who had suddenly beco a clothes hanger, retorted.
Whats with calling soone a clothes hanger right to their face.
Yes. That clothes hanger is all we have.
President, why Nevermind. I am a clothes hanger.
That really was no different from a clothes hanger. If all that was needed was soone who could manage to not fall off a horse while wearing armor and wielding a weapon, anyone would do; the very definition of a case where tools were stronger than people.
What in the world? Co on. Thats hardly any help at all then.
Im sorry we cant be of much help. If we at least had rcenaries in the Military State, I would have brought them.
Alexeis downfall resulted in a change of policy so that the holding company is not allowed to employ staff that are no different from private soldiers. And it was you who tore it apart piece by piece with your very own hands. To have the nerve to pretend not to know.
I thought you were a child who would commit illegal acts for your precious self and respected master. Like getting rcenaries or hiring strong soldiers for a short-term. It seems thats not the case, huh. Master is disappointed in the disciple.
Tch. If thats the case, its not perfectly safe then. Senior alone doesnt feel reliable enough to take on the threat of the Shadow.
But its okay. After all, I have a slightly different connection I made for contingencies.
Thats right. A Captain of the Military State.
Ah, Sephi. I have sothing to discuss briefly with the Captain, so would you mind giving us so space?
Sephi, who would normally have agreed imdiately, gave a delayed response this ti, as if sothing was holding her back from speaking.
After all youve taken advantage of, after manipulating everything to your own liking, now you want to blatantly keep a secret from ? Do you not have a conscience, Master? I didnt expect a fair trade where you give as much as you take. But if I gave, shouldnt Master give sothing in return to at least maintain the form of a transaction?
Ill step aside so the two of you can have a quiet conversation. In the anti though, I guess Ill be waiting outside, all in my loneso.
Sothings strange. Wasnt her thoughts and words reversed?
Sephi. Why does it sohow seem like your true feelings slipped out?
Its not a matter of true feelings but a legitimate request. I have followed Masters wishes. I held the Captain back and provided the necessary equipnt. But neither the Captain nor Master tell anything. Not a single word. Is this how its going to be? Seriously?
Not at all. I have never lied to you before, Master.
The points I had accumulated were rapidly diminishing. Resentnt and doubt about having to keep following around were apparent in her expression.
Before my Sephi Points ran out, I hurriedly spoke.
Its not because of , but because of the Captain. She is currently on a confidential mission.
What does that have to do with ?
Apparently, if her secrets are exposed, she will die.
The ntion of death clearly shocked Sephi. She glanced nervously inside the carriage, her gaze flitting about.
Soon after, Sephi regained her composure and replied.
I understand. I am sorry for having raised my voice, Master. Ill step aside so the two of you can have a quiet conversation. In the anti though, I guess Ill be waiting outside, all in my loneso.
Saying this, Sephi leaned against one side of the automaton carriage. After nodding slightly in thanks, I entered through the open door.
Inside, the Captain, clad in uniform, sat stiffly with her hands resting on her knees, waiting for .
I closed the door. And with it, the small window towards the coachmans seat. The night was quiet, but closing everything made it feel even more suffocatingly silent.
Even at the sight of , the Captain did not say a word, just gazing intently.
In truth, it was strange from the very beginning. A life too prosperous for soone of District 15, a leisurely attitude, an extensive network of connections, and diverse coping abilities. How did I not suspect anything from the start?
Now then.
Or it may be that I did not wish to suspect. Perhaps I wished he was just an ordinary person in order to enjoy that mundane life just a little longer. It seems even I am disqualified as a soldier.
Its ti to face the Captain.
But now, even that has co to an end.
Her thoughts had concluded and so, I chose my words carefully.
The Captain broke the silence first.
Are you the existence known as the Magician?
Ah, that. Its just a nickna, nothing much.
I smiled ambiguously, affirming her suspicion. At this point, there was no other choice. Better to pretend to be soone of importance than to be dismissed as a petty criminal.
Even if that renown was filled with re pretense.
Swallowing hard, the Captain pressed on.
Your actions are clearly illegal. After days of investigation. I have identified criminal circumstances associated with your actions.
How rigidly formal. Just as always. Thats how it is with principled people.
As such, principled people should be dealt with by principle.
Do you have evidence?
I asked for evidence, expecting at least so kind of hesitation if asked so boldly, but the Captain remained sharp and incisive.
The Magician. There is an abundance of circumstantial evidence to specify your actions. Even if only a tenth of the rumors about the Magician are true, you will not live long enough to see the end of your sentence.
Does a Captain of the Military State arrest people based on rumors? Jeez, co on. Even for the Military State, thats not right.
There is also testimony. Three days ago, there was a situation where you personally disciplined a criminal who attacked Anna.
I told you to bring evidence, not a description of a situation.
When I spoke brazenly, picking at my ear, the Captains frown deepened as she continued her questioning.
The testimony of a Captain such as serves as evidence. I witnessed a death right before my eyes. That person, with spices in his stomach, ntioned the Magician until the very mont of his death. If you are the Magician, then I suspect a strong connection between you and his passing.
What? I simply retrieved the stolen spices. Thats all.
Theres no way I would stuff soone that expensive into soones stomach, you know? I pulled a golden spice from my pocket and shook it. The sight of it left the Captain speechless.
Thats?
But they had undoubtedly stated that there were spices in his stomach.
What kind of nonsense was that? How could all that go in the throat of a human resisting with all his might? Thats impossible. It was just a result of a prank by scaring him with a round card.
All that man swallowed beyond his throat was a beer bottle cap.
Did that man perhaps cut open his own stomach and die because he coveted the spice? Theres no way, right? Surely, hes not that dumb.
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Gosh. What? What was it then? Did soone else cut open his stomach?
Wait a minute. Seriously? Is that actually true? How could anyone think to cut open a persons stomach? How utterly ruthless.
Looking back, he was clutching his stomach. That action was not because he ate spices, but because he was stabbed.
Ugh. Jeez. How dreadful. As a man of keen susceptibilities like , its a horrifying scene that I dont even want to imagine. Humans arent packaging or sothing, you know? How could they even think of cutting him open and taking it out?
A simpleprank? Or sothing he engineered to induce the situation itself? What exactly was the true intention?
Oh yeah, Captain. Rather than sothing like that, theres sothing far more important.
Lets stop this unfavorable narrative of and move on to sothing that sees in a more favorable light, okay?
Seeing the Captains questioning look, I spoke confidently.
You should thank . I took care of a problem the Military State couldnt handle, after all.
The Captain was speechless. Apparently she still hadnt grasped the situation, so I kindly explained.
Thanks to the Captain going around, trying to stop the Shadow, I too was able to roughly figure out the enemys identity and objective. But then, my goodness. I found out that people marginally connected to were in danger, you see? So, I had no choice but to act first. I infiltrated their ranks, misled them into thinking the day of action was today, and while their ill-prepared surprise attacks unfolded, I warned my acquaintances.
If an ambush was no longer an ambush, its effectiveness drastically decreased. If there was no force like the Shadow deliberately intervening, their attack would end as a re disturbance. Just like any other ordinary incident.
My prediction was spot on. The majority of the group, instigated and gathered, failed to achieve even half of their goal and was thwarted.
That very result is this! Thanks to , peace in the back alleys was preserved! Todays events will be recorded as a re happening! All thanks to my efforts!
The Captain, who had monitored the situation with a surveillance golem while riding in the automaton carriage, sowhat grasped the entirety of the events. The back alleys of the State were particularly noisy, tumultuous, and disorderly today, but there was not as much turmoil occurring as expected.
If left as is, it was a noisy disturbance, but small enough to be brushed off without digging any further.
However. The situation is not over yet.
But judging from the Captains complexion, she still seed unable to feel relieved.
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