Episode 393
We can’t let this guy die here.
Such thoughts crossed Ludvik and Seren’s minds at the same time.
This guy has a lot to dig up.
You have to force yourself to survive.
It was just as Ludwig was about to take out his medicine.
A guild member with an urgent expression appeared from the door that had just been smashed.
“master! “The church members are coming in!”
“… … !”
Seren clicked her tongue.
Was there a major power outage?
However, considering the size of the hideout, it didn’t seem like there would be more people.
‘Continued engagement?’
no. That’s a handshake.
In the first engagement, this side also suffered significant damage.
Moreover, the church is not an easy enemy to fight against a person who has not completely shaken off suspicion.
“Any traces?”
“I erased everything, but I don’t know about the blood traces.”
“That can’t be helped. “Have you secured the exit?”
“That’s right. But I don’t know if it’s safe… … .”
“It doesn’t matter as long as the road itself isn’t blocked. Let’s go first. “Just take care of that guy.”
When Seren pointed to Varus, the subordinate spoke.
“Do you think you’re going to die soon?”
“No matter what, just attach the name line. “Because he still has a lot to ask.”
“All right.”
This is the moment when the subordinate nods his head and then carries the member on his back.
Ludwig shouted in surprise.
“be careful!”
“yes? omg… … !”
The guild member who had just carried Varus quickly leaned back, and at that moment, a dagger fell in a straight line from the ceiling.
Sigh!
The dagger fell in a straight line and pierced the guild member’s foot.
“Tsk… … !”
Amid shouts, Ludvik and Seren thrust their swords into the ceiling at the same time.
Ludwig narrowed his eyes.
‘It’s shallow.’
Avoiding this blade in the narrow space between the ceilings. He’s a pretty quick guy.
thud! thud! thud!
A loud noise was heard from beyond the ceiling, and old dust flowed down.
Are you planning to run away? That won’t work.
Ludwig took out the dagger that was stuffed in his chest, held it between his fingers as if doing a trick, and then threw it at the same time.
Pfft pfft!
The dagger stuck in the ceiling did not pierce the unidentified person, but the loud noise stopped.
The rain limited the range of movement.
“there!”
The moment Ludvik pointed, Seren’s rapier pierced the middle of the ceiling.
‘stomach… no. ‘Is it the solar plexus area?’
Judging by the feel, Seren retrieved the sword she had sheathed and then cut the ceiling in an X shape.
Then the ceiling of the room collapsed with a crashing sound, and a man wrapped in black clothes fell out.
“Cough!”
The guy whose solar plexus was pierced staggered with a grim expression on his face, then raised his head at lightning speed.
Although it was an unusual performance for a surprise attack, Ludwig did not let down his guard.
Among church members who have devoted their lives to vengeance, there are sometimes monsters that do not die even when their heads are cut off, so a few stabbings are not enough to reassure them.
Hehe!
This guy spit out something he had in his mouth.
At first I thought he had something like daggers or saliva in his mouth, but when I looked closer, it turned out to be saliva mixed with blood.
I don’t know what happened to the oral structure, but the blood spit out by the man in black was shot out at a high speed, just like the liquid shot out by the water gun fish.
Sigh!
The attack was aimed at a subordinate guild member whose foot was pierced, but the guild member barely twisted his body to avoid it.
but.
“oh… … !”
Instead, the one who was hit with blood was Varus, who was on his back.
The blood penetrated the exact center of Varus’ forehead. At first glance, it was a small dot, but soon blood poured out from there.
Belatedly, Seren tried to finish off the man in black, but Ludvik stopped him.
“What is it?”
“He’s already dead.”
“… … .”
When Seren looked down at the man in black, his pale face had already hardened.
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I guess spitting out blood was my last struggle.
“… “What about this guy?”
“… … .”
Seren sighed.
There was no time to leisurely search for corpses.
“I’m withdrawing now.”
“What about Priest Varus?”
Seren’s gaze turned to her subordinate, who spoke with an embarrassed expression.
“It was desperate. sorry. I was only focused on avoiding… … .”
“never mind. Because he was on the verge of death anyway. I’m glad you’re safe too. “Let’s get out of this place for now.”
As Seren tapped his shoulder and spoke, his subordinate’s dark expression improved somewhat.
Ludwig was slightly impressed when he saw that.
I wondered how a relatively young woman could become the head of an information guild, but isn’t she a talented person with innate charisma?
Moreover, I felt a certain dignity in his speech, behavior, and swordsmanship.
‘Are you from a noble family?’
Ludwig’s suspicions arose, but he did not show them.
Probably because they are also suspicious of his identity.
Instead, what caught my eye was the two corpses of church members.
One is the man in black who just died, and the other is the priest Varus whom the man in black killed.
‘You got distracted by dodging?’
Ludwig saw it a little differently.
It felt like the man in black was not targeting his subordinate guild members in the first place, but rather attacked Priest Varus.
Of course, it’s not certain.
Because it happened so quickly.
“Sir James? “There is no time to delay.”
“ah… okay. “Let’s go first.”
Ludvik nodded and picked up the dagger thrown by the man in black just before following Seren.
The pattern on the hilt of the sword is particularly impressive.
‘Is it the Blood Moon faction?’
Assassin of Hadeneihar.
I expected it when I saw the movement, but still.
‘When fights between factions become intense, they often take each other’s lives… … .’
So openly?
Ludwig felt somewhat uncomfortable.
What on earth is the purpose of these guys?
If the intention was to kill Varus, why? Is it still silencing? So what is the truth that should be silenced even at the risk of his life?
What did Priest Varus know?
Ludwig sighed.
Questions abound, but what is most urgent now is not an investigation into the church.
I have to share the situation with the youngest guy who is currently infiltrating the workhouse.
‘You definitely said Obi, right? The priest’s name.’
Ludwig thought as he decided to request a meeting with Luan as soon as possible.
I hope the youngest troublemaker stays safe.
* * *
“Have you had any visits?”
“doesn’t exist.”
Jisal, the guard, responded in an unpleasant voice.
He was scratching his protruding belly fat and looking at me with very bright eyes… … .
He’s been like this ever since he was called by Vice Principal Obi last time.
It seemed like he kept his distance because he thought I was disliked by the vice principal.
Well, the top floor has been in my charge since then, so it’s worth it.
“Could you check again?”
“Even if I check it twice, nothing is missing. From the beginning, you probably said that you would notify me as soon as a request for a meeting was received?”
“… It did.”
So it’s strange.
Of course, Seren doesn’t know my identity, so it’s not surprising since Iron Blood Ball came and went a while ago.
The moment has come to share the situation with Ludwig and exchange information.
He probably also had contact with Delac, so he would be fully aware that his fate would be the end of his life.
But why is there no news?
Could it be that he’s avoiding me because he’s stuck with Delak? That may be true, but… … .
I thought about various things and said something else to Jisal.
“Then, can I go to the living quarters for a while? “Sometime this weekend.”
The last day of the month is the day after the holiday.
This means that the only chance to meet Leone is this weekend.
Jisal looked displeased again at my words, but waved his hand and said as if he was annoyed.
“Do it yourself. “That’s not my job, so go tell that guy Larsen.”
“I understand.”
Larsen would probably make sense.
I nodded, rested a bit, and then went about my business for the day.
I cleaned the hallways, organized the warehouse, and picked up the decrepit old dwarf’s feet. In the middle of it, I suddenly got angry and punched the vampire Beric.
And in the evening, I went to Larsen and told him I wanted to stop by the living quarters for a moment.
“uh… “That might be a bit difficult.”
An unexpected response came back.
“What’s difficult?”
“The atmosphere in the punishment building is a bit tight these days. There is also talk that an audit will come out from headquarters soon… … .”
“What does that matter?”
“So, that’s right. You’re a model student and you’re doing a good job, but it hasn’t been long since you moved here, right? However, what would the inspector general think if you wanted to visit a living center in less than a month? Since these guys are treating me like a prisoner again, I guess they would rather go back to the living quarters.”
“… … .”
If you look at it like that, isn’t it the truth?
That’s what I thought, but I never really experienced any absurdity from Larsen.
“Then when will it be done?”
“well. “I don’t think it will happen this month, at least next month?”
“… “I understand.”
I nodded and headed toward the restaurant. And after receiving the food, I was convinced.
‘I’m isolated.’
And that was quite intentional.
We do not know when this environment was created.
However, even though the situation is as twisted as this, I am not dull enough to dismiss it all as a coincidence.
If there’s a good thing among misfortunes… … .
That this isolation isn’t specifically aimed at me?
“Fuck, does this make sense? They said they would give me a pass to go out, so all I did was clean bathrooms for half a year! It was even the old dwarf’s toilet! That old man must be pooping while standing on his head! Otherwise, there is no explanation for it being so dirty… … .”
“Fuck, don’t talk about food when you’re eating poop.”
“what?”
“Hey. It’s not just you. “I wanted to go see the faces of the kids in the living room for the first time in a while, but they told me not to even dream about it until the end of the month.”
“Is it true…? … .”
“No, I don’t think the audit period has ever been this tight, but why is this happening all of a sudden?”
This is because I heard model prisoners like me grumbling while eating.
I thought as I ate the flavorless stewed beans.
Maybe guards like Jisal and Larsen are puppets of the dark cult.
Of course, whether they are aware of that fact or not is a separate matter.
If the cult leader’s ability is to interfere with the mind, and the opponent can be approached through dreams… … .
I wondered if it might be possible to plant commands in the other person’s subconscious.
Without divine protection, it is difficult to respond to the church’s mind control.
Usually, such wicked tricks are the power of the devil.
At this point, I felt the need to have a conversation with Obi.
It’s already been four days since I met the Black Teacher, and I haven’t seen Obi once since then.
There was only a note left in the supply room where we were chatting… … .
According to what you wrote, it seems like you’ve been a bit busy lately.
I didn’t rush him because I thought something was up, but in a situation like this, it’s right to meet him even if I have to force him.
Of all the guys I knew, Jisal was the one with the highest rank, so I went to see him again and conveyed my intentions.
“You want to see Vice Principal Obi? You bastard, is the vice principal your friend? “So that I can come to you with something to tell you?”
Jisal reacted as expected and glared at me, but this time I didn’t avoid his gaze and just looked straight at him.
Things have changed.
Now there was no time to please this sloppy bastard.
“… … .”
Jisal, unable to make eye contact for long, rolled his eyes and clicked his tongue.
“… “The vice principal is busy these days.”
“So why are you so busy?”
“Fuck, I should even say that… … . Ah-oh.”
Jisal grumbled and said.
“A new inmate is arriving today, and it looks like you have a lot of work to do to deal with it.”
“New prisoner? Just because of that?”
“That’s because he’s not an ordinary prisoner. “He’s a violent criminal who will be on the top floor.”
“… … .”
I didn’t show it, but I was quite embarrassed.
At this point a prisoner is added to the top floor?
“ah. “Now that I think about it, I thought you said you were in charge of building 107?”
“That’s right.”
“Then maybe you know.”
As I looked at him with questioning eyes, Jisal narrowed his brows and muttered.
“He might be… Building 108, no. It must have been the director of building 106. The name is Custa, Quista, fuck. What was it? It was a western name… … . ah!”
Jisal nodded with a satisfied face.
“Gustav! okay. “It was that kind of name.”
