Chapter 366 & Chapter 367
Chapter 366 & Chapter 367
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Chapter 366 – The Meaning of the Corpse
A body buried here? Well, that’s probably not a good omen. But on the other hand, there’s no real body, so there’s no real damage. I don’t think that’s a reason to sell the house cheaply.
“I don’t know what Wolle did after Mead’s death, but for one reason or another, the Heibern Trading Company was recently re-established. The head of the company is Wolle’s daughter, Kaia.”
It’s complicated. And it’s not easy to connect the story to this mansion.
“Let’s leave the trading company alone for now. Do you have any idea where the body is?”
“If we did, we would have taken care of it.”
That’s right.”
Apparently, there was even an opinion within the group to destroy the inside and rebuild it. As expected, it’s the common sense group of Eino-san and McCain. The muscle-headed group of Louis and Tig doesn’t seem to care.
“What about Colon?”
“It’s not that I don’t care, but what I’m more concerned about is the reason why such a rumor came out…or rather, the reason why it was left alone.”
“Oh?”
Myrril seems interested in Colon’s story. Her eyes light up.
“The location, the development, the layout of the buildings – there’s something unnatural about it all. If you just look at it from the perspective of closing the business and retiring, it’s not so strange, but it is strange that he would build such a large estate and then give it up after only 25 years. Considering the amount of money he invested, it’s a little unnatural.”
“You mean there was a reason?”
“Mead is a merchant, not an adventurer. If he was successful, he’s not stupid or shortsighted.”
“Oh, so…”
Colon nods at Eino-san’s words. The other three tilt their heads.
“What is it?”
“Colon asked me to make a magic circle for surveillance.”
“Surveillance?”
“Yes. So that if anyone enters or leaves the mansion and grounds, it can be recorded.”
“And the result?”
I asked, and the handsome half-dwarf shrugged with a wry smile.
“It was a bust. No one came in or out except us.”
“Hmm… it should be an interesting story.”
“That’s why we called you here.”
Tig puffed out his chest with a smug look on his face.
“We?”
“…Tig, did you start a rumor about this in the guild?”
“Yes. I got a little extra as a reward for killing the giant octopus.”
A bag of gold or silver coins was placed on the table.
“A rumor, you say?”
“It’s that the Demon King has come to exterminate ghosts.”
Hey, Tig⁉︎
“…Isn’t that the wrong order?”
“Oh, no. Um, I was going to explain it properly later, but the giant octopus incident made me lose track of the order. Yeah… Sorry.”
The strong Tiger Beastman shudders at the mere glance of Myrril.
“Well, well, Myrril. I’m starting to get interested as well.”
“…I won’t deny it sounds interesting.”
Tig’s reading was that there should be some movement tonight. We decided to stay at the mansion and spent the day slowly cooking and making sweets.
The tea cakes that Eino-san made were like granola bars hardened with starch syrup, and although simple, they were very tasty. It seems that the original idea was portable food for adventurers, but the original portable food was something like hard cookies made of baked cereal, so it was almost Eino-san’s original.
“I’d like to make it a little sweeter, but the only sweetener I have is sweet millet, so that’s about the limit.”
“Oh, I have something that might be good for that.”
I gave her some of Sarz’s famous honey with sugar and asked her to use it to make sweets. I also made some pudding, which was well received.
After a hearty (but non-alcoholic) dinner, we went to bed in our separate rooms.
As Tig had predicted, there was movement.
Chapter 367 – Trapped Soul
“Yoshua”
Myrril shakes me awake, and I yawn softly in the dim light. I had planned to take a short nap, so I am still wearing my clothes, and I have my winter clothes and boots ready to put on at a moment’s notice.
The room we were shown was a guest room on the second floor with a window facing the entrance. It was still pitch dark outside, so I couldn’t see what was going on outside. I tried to look out the window, but all I could see was a lone figure in the shadow of the windbreak.
“Were they really moving? Tig’s intuition is amazing.”
“It wasn’t intuition. I think he was trying to provoke them.”
Myrril is a little upset that we were used like this, but she’s not really angry. It’s an interesting story, and we’ve come to accept that we’re destined to get into trouble no matter what.
“Takifu.”
We answer the knock, and Colon enters. He’s fully equipped, with weapons ready and ready to go.
“Where are the others?”
“Tig is at the front door, and Louis and McCain are at the back door. Eino is on the third-floor terrace, armed with a longbow.”
“How many are there?”
“There are six of them, carrying daggers, short bows and spears. There is also a mage among them. The mage casts concealment magic to keep a distance.”
“It’s a bit heroic, isn’t it, to challenge the Demon King with only seven people?”
Nojaloli-san makes a light joke. To be honest, I don’t really feel threatened either.
Looking at their positions on the map, the one in the shade of the windbreak seems to be the mage. Judging from the positions of the other six, it looks like the mage is giving orders or staying behind to provide surveillance and fire support.
“Is it possible that they are just some soldiers?”
“No, they’re not working together, and their movements, skill levels, and equipment are all different. They’re probably amateurs or, at best, low-level adventurers. They try to hide behind their white coats, but they don’t have the skills to engage the enemy. I think they’ve only ever dealt with wild beasts and monsters.”
“Adventurers? For someone who’s been hired, they seem to be moving a little too fast. It’s only been half a day since Tig spread the word.”
“Not really. Recently, a large number of adventurers who couldn’t find work have flocked to Lafan, and they’re always looking for work. It’s good that things have become peaceful, but the seeds of conflict were the seeds of their livelihood.”
“H-hehh…”
It’s not our fault, I’m sure.
Leaving the details aside for now, I open the window that is out of sight from the mage’s position and step out onto the second-floor terrace.
“Colon, you support the others. We’ll get the mage.”
“Be careful. No matter how strong Takifu and Mir are, there’s still danger.”
“Yes. I’ll keep that in mind.”
The clumsy Demon King, who had often found himself in a dangerous situation due to his carelessness, also tightened his resolve once again.
“Myrril.”
“I understand. I won’t kill them until we get the information.”
“That’s fine, but our first priority is our own safety. We don’t care what happens to the family disputes at the trading company that’s going out of business.”
“I understand that, too.”
When she got on my back, I used teleportation to get to the windbreak. When we landed in the snowfield, Myrril lunged forward with all her strength and slammed her fist into the mage’s body.
“Guh⁉︎”
Before he even realized what had happened, the mage was shaken to the core and passed out. That’s right. You can’t get up after that. Right now, the mage’s consciousness is wavering, and his mind is probably spinning in circles.
“Resistance is futile. We already know your movements and are watching you.”
“All your bases are ours”… or something like that. This is not good. I’m getting distracted.
“…Demon Ki…”
“Yes. The one here is His Majesty, the Demon King of Annihilation, Takifu Yoshua, who rules over the demon city of Casemaian.”
“Wha…”
“I don’t know what you’re talking about, but I’ll give you some advice. If you want to kill the Demon King, you’ll need tens of thousands of soldiers. Even if you’re an elite magician, if you offend him, you’ll be reduced to ashes in no time.”
What is this, a realistic portrayal of a demon king? If I had heard this from a third party, I’d have believed it without thinking.
“If you disarm and surrender now, we won’t take your life.”
I look down at the mage lying on the snowfield with a smug look that doesn’t suit me.
“…K-kill me.”
That’s amazing. Myrril really knocked out her opponent. Judging from her voice and the look in her eyes, this mage is a young girl. If I could use tentacles or something, I’d wrap them around her ankles and let them dangle.
“You may be satisfied with that, but are you going to take the adventurers involved with you?”
She dismisses our peace negotiations with a glance.
“We are… dirty mercenaries who have fallen. There is no room… for consideration.”
Hmm, could it be that the girl’s uncertain speech is due to Myrril’s semi-lethal body blows?
“A foreigner?”
“Hmm… I don’t know what country they’re from, but it seems that Tig has brought a rather complicated story this time.”
The mage glares at us as she crawls on the ground. She looks frustrated with teary eyes.
“…I won’t let you take the soul of our… master…”
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