Chapter 210 – Assessment of the Homeless
“What the fuck are you talking about?”
As I was looking at what the hell this bastard was talking about, the warden, who had been watching from among the officers, came up to me and whispered quietly.
“That guy, I thought his face was familiar, but I remembered. He didn’t listen to me no matter how much I trained him, so I cut off the tendon in his leg and threw him in the back alley.”
“In the back alley? Without killing?”
“Because of Hergel-sama’s instructions that if there are too many corpses killed and thrown away, it will be difficult for the guards to search for them.”
“Isn’t it more difficult for the living ones? What if I report it to the guards?”
The dead do not speak. It would have been wiser to kill them and dump them in the back alleys.
“When they were thrown out in the back alleys, they were already so dirty that they were indistinguishable from homeless people. The guards do not move on reports from the homeless. Some of them bribed officials.”
“Um…”
Yes, the world’s guards are not like the police-like security organizations I know. We must not forget that. Trician, whom I met this time, is unusual. They usually act only on the orders of their superiors and maintain the city’s security to a minimum.
The reason why they moved to arrest the homeless this time was because they acted as a group in the city and committed street robbery, threatening the ‘minimum security’ pursued by the guards.
If you think about it in this world way, it means that the heavy-ass guards don’t budge on trivial things like reporting by beggars unless they are influential enough to be nobles or city officials.
However, the story changes when there are an increasing number of unidentified corpses in the city. The increasing number of deaths means that the minimum level of security is not being maintained, so the guards have no choice but to move.
I understood what Hergel was thinking when he said to throw it away instead of killing it.
“Hmm, how many guys did you throw out in the back alley?”
“It wasn’t too much. However, among the slaves captured this time, I saw quite a few familiar faces.”
If the warden’s words are true, it is a story that among the guys who fought against the black moon, there were some guys who were brutally tortured in the black moon and abandoned in a back alley.
“Hmm… So those guys were the ones who committed crimes and were taken as slaves? Or not,”
“These are the guys I kidnapped. Most of them were mercenaries, gatherers, or hunters who roamed outside the city.”
“The people who roam the forest outside the city probably didn’t roam alone…”
“Usually, I go around as a colleague, lover, or family unit. Since there are not that many criminals, there is no other way than kidnapping to facilitate the supply and demand of slaves.”
The Black Moon, originally a criminal organization, has been increasing its profits through brothels, drugs, and slave trades, but as it grows larger, its income has become increasingly scarce. And in order to overcome financial difficulties, many people who were kidnapped in various ways were trained underground and sold as slaves.
And the guys who don’t work with the trainer cut the tendons in their legs, make them idiots, and throw them out in the back alleys.
So one, two… It is a story that the people who were hostile to the black moon piled up in the back alleys. The story is that the guy in front of me is one of those victims.
I suddenly felt strange.
Having kidnapped and trained countless people, it would not be strange if there were women who would not give in. However, the only homeless person in the back alley was a man. There were no women.
“There were no women among the homeless people in the back alley?”
“Women can be locked up and used again even if they fail in training.”
“…”
The way you think is the mind of a criminal. Common sense doesn’t work.
I remembered the time I was attacked by the Black Moon in the past. There were kidnapped women in the cabin.
He frowned in displeasure. The warden continued the story without hesitation.
“The kidnapped guys have a particularly strong backlash. In order to quickly break the spirit, they usually use the method of raping their lover or children in front of their eyes. You have to become a crippled person so you don’t fight against people who buy slaves.”
“If you insult in front of your eyes and still don’t break down, will you cut the tendon and throw it in the back alley?”
“Yes.”
A few questions were cleared. No matter how easy the crossbow is to handle, it will not be easy for beginners who are using it for the first time in their lives to hit Hergel, who has great power and speed.
If you were a hunter, the story would be different. I also understood the barriers in the back alley. If you were a mercenary, you would have had the knowledge to make something like that.
In addition, I began to understand the strange hostility and bond toward the black moon. After living a normal life, he was kidnapped, his lover was gang-raped in front of him, and he became disabled and was abandoned in a back alley.
However, there was no strength to resist, so I just lived day by day, chewing on helplessness and hatred, and a man appeared.
If you supply weapons and spread information while giving you a chance to kill the brains of the enemies who put you in this situation, then you have no choice but to bite.
In the meantime, Hergel’s carriage was full of money to spend in the capital city, so it must have been killing two birds with one stone.
I remembered the guy who asked me for 1 gold.
I couldn’t give 1 gold just to ask homeless people a question, so he must have said such an outrageous amount with the intention of making fun of me. He probably wouldn’t even talk to me if he gave me money.
Fuck you, cheeky bastard.
“Germi, did you know what the warden said?”
“Yes? No, I just heard that they dumped those who couldn’t become teaching assistants into the back alley. So far in detail…”
Germi also shook her head with a slightly fed up expression. The guy sitting in the chair glared at me.
“I will definitely get revenge. Wait and see.”
“Hmm? Okay? Just answer the question, if you’re honest, I’ll let you go. Who is the guy who instructed you to kill Hergel?”
“I’m a fuck, this fuck! Marie’s screams still ring in my ears! I will never forget the atrocities you have committed!”
The boy screamed loudly.
What if, the day I was attacked by the Black Moon. If Roin hadn’t pulled the time, Natalia would have been beaten by them before she could summon the skeleton. If so, would I have been going through the same thing as these guys by now?
Was he sharpening his sword of revenge in a back alley?
If I had been slightly twisted and had fallen into the abyss, I would have gone through something similar to these guys.
But the important thing is that unlike this guy, I survived, and various coincidences and luck overlapped to put the black moon in my hands.
He looked down at him with cold eyes and said quietly.
“Anyway, even if you don’t say anything, I know everything. Isn’t that the dark-skinned fat guy standing in the back?”
“What? Uh… Why is that guy over there…”
Only then did his gaze turn to Johannes, who was standing on the wall behind him. I felt that he was perplexed.
“Why, because he is an executive of the Black Moon. Because he was the one who kidnapped you and ordered you to rape your lover. He’s in charge of all the criminal activities of the Black Moon.”
“That’s a lie…”
“It’s true~ You fool. That guy coveted the position of boss and just used you guys.”
“Uh, uh… Aww!!! Lie! It is a lie!!”
I took a step away from the guy who twisted his body as if he had a seizure while being tied to a chair.
“Aww!! I will kill them all! I will kill you! These puppies!! Especially you! You bastard!”
“What, what!”
The gaze of the executives turned to Johannes at the homeless man’s outburst. His face went sulky.
“Johannes! How are you!”
“Oh no! This is manipulation! What’s the point of me attacking you? Do something like that! Don’t be rash at the words of that stupid bastard!”
Johannes desperately denied the homeless man’s words and waved his hand.
“Aw, noisy. Warden, please be quiet.”
“Ah, yes!”
At the warden’s command, one of the torture technicians hit the guy on the back of the head with a club. Fuck! The guy drooped down with a cool sound.
“There are nine more people anyway, so let’s ask them all.”
The reaction was different. The guys who had a history of being kidnapped and tortured by the Black Moon showed strong hostility and rebelled, telling them that they had been deceived, and when they showed Johannes with the executives, they had a fit and got angry.
On the other hand, the guys who were homeless from the beginning were seduced by the word that, to be honest, they would save them, and confessed that Johannes told them it was an opportunity to make a lot of money.
When the last homeless person pointed out Johannes, the officers caught him. The restrained Johannes twisted his whole body and resisted.
“No!! This is wrong! What a dog I have been working for this organization!”
“Don’t fuck! This fucking beast is a baby! How dare you betray the boss?! Are you still a sworn brother?!”
“You bastard! I will break your neck and kill you right now!”
“There is something wrong with this! He must have given money to the homeless! I’m really sorry! There is no evidence! Are you just going to believe what these beggars say?!”
Johannes, who was lying on the floor, raised his head desperately and shouted.
Evidence? The evidence is already there.
“It’s too much of a joke. Roin! Come in!”
The iron door behind the officers opened and the old man entered. She saw Phillips holding her ledger behind her.
“That guy…”
“If Johannes takes him, he’s a servant.”
“Now, officers, his name is Phillips. Some of you may know, but he was an escort for Johannes. Now I am a whistleblower.”
“Whistleblower?!”
“Hey! What are you doing right now!”
Johannes shouted in astonishment, but he ignored it and took the ledger Phillips was holding and opened it.
“This is Johannes’ ledger. And this is a secret ledger. By the way, there was something very interesting written here?”
“On the secret ledger?”
“There is a purchase history of the crossbow. But there was no crossbow in his house. There are traces of purchasing a crossbow, but there is no crossbow at home. Isn’t that strange?”
“Homeless people! The crossbow used by the homeless was given to me by this bastard!”
“You fucking bastard! Five of my men died because of this bastard!”
“For what the hell! What did you covet and betray the boss! You son of a bitch!”
The executives began beating Johannes, raising blood.
“Ah!”
“The traitor must be handed over to the guards, so you must not kill him.”
I watched as Johannes was beaten by the officers. He must do something before passing the guy over to the guards.
“Intestine.”
“Yes.”
“Have the torture technicians turn Johannes into an idiot. He handed it over to the guards, but they can’t release information about the organization from the guards.”
“All right. Oh, and what about the slaves?”
“Why are you a slave?”
I don’t know the purpose of the director’s question. Looking at him, the warden smiled awkwardly and continued his words.
“I-I’ll do my best for now, but they were the ones I threw away in the back alleys after trying as teaching assistants in the past…”
“Ah… If I make you an idiot, you can’t sell me as a slave?”
“Women are still in demand, but men are…”
There is no guarantee that something like this won’t happen again if you throw it out in the back alley again. This world doesn’t turn the way I think. I never know when or where an unexpected entity will try to strangle me.
“If you kill, the corpse is the problem?”
“Yes… The disposal of the corpse is a bit…”
“Then kill those bastards who can’t be trained and mix them with the slaves’ rice. Even the bones are finely crushed and mixed. Then the corpse will be resolved.”
“Ah…”
I will not be vigilant. I won’t even sympathize with you. I will do it thoroughly. All that remains is Herendal. Herendal will be easier to deal with than Johannes.
