Chapter 403 – Rank 2 Smith
“A mad alchemist in the capital? A ninja project?”
Trisian, who was listening to the story from the side, tilted her head and intervened. Then, soon after, he looked at the old man.
“By any chance, Miss Roin’s last name is Ijicho?”
“Huh? Huh. That’s right. Come to think of it, didn’t you tell Trician?”
Roin scratched the back of his head and told Trician about the alchemist’s workshop and the homunculus. Needless to say. My girls don’t have a good past or family history.
In that respect, they must feel a strange sense of kinship with each other. People who tell each other about their past tend to get closer. Even if they have similar past wounds.
Trissian nodded his head.
“Did something so insidious happen in the capital?”
“Well, even though the memory of that time is on the faint side, I can’t recall it very well now, but thinking about it now, yes. I remember hearing the word ‘Ninja Project’ countless times.”
“Uhm…”
Certainly, Roin seemed to know more about ‘ninja’ than Trician did. However, it is still questionable whether the alchemist is the origin of the word ‘ninja’.
The first time the word ‘ninja’ spread in this world was during a war that took place 50 years ago. Is the ‘Ninja Project’ really a plan from 50 years ago? According to Roin, she is in her early to mid 20s.
In short, this is a project that started 25 years ago, and if that project is the etymology of the word ‘ninja’, it means that it was a project that started more than 50 years ago.
I don’t know what the heck.
Come to think of it, is this information I really need to know? It’s something that bothers me, but it’s probably not something I have to go through and know about.
The important things to me right now are George Smith and George, Viscount Desien. And help Trisian to be a tricker. I have to help Elina who wants to become a mercenary guild master with Count Denevalve on her back, and I have to help Count Arpagon too! There are so many things to do in many ways!!!
Although it bothers me, there are too many problems right now to worry about even the lunatic alchemist in the capital!!
– Then, I’ll step back. Boss.
At the sound of Smith’s voice from outside, the thoughts that had been running through his head disappeared like soap bubbles hit by a stream of water.
Trisian and Roin must have heard the voice, so they waited for the footsteps to disappear before opening their mouths.
“Looks like you left.”
I immediately left the room with the two of them and headed for Germi.
Germi was still sitting in her seat.
“How is it?”
Obviously everything went according to plan, but I don’t know everything about Smith. He has a surprisingly crazy personality, so he might run into the administrator.
“Huh. This.”
Perhaps aware of my anxiety, Germi held out a piece of paper on the desk to me.
It was a document stating that the names of the prostitutes in the entertainment district would be transferred to Gerumi.
“Success.”
“Huh.”
Not a complete success. It’s only half success. Besides, he hadn’t even talked about the Viscount Desien yet. We’ll have to talk about the rest when Natalia and the other girls get back.
*****
Two days passed.
Sweating profusely, Smith loaded the goods onto the wagon and tied it with rope to keep it from falling.
“Dad, where are we going?”
In response to the question of his only precious son, Smith stepped out of the carriage and stroked the lovely hair.
“I will go up to the capital for a while and come to rest. Will it be fun?”
“So, are you not coming home?”
“You’re not coming back! I’ll be back in a year or so. It could be shorter than that.”
“One year?”
From Smith’s point of view, one year is not such a long period of time, so I said that.
“Then, can I say goodbye to my friends and come over?”
“No!”
It would be difficult for anyone to know about this escape. Smith scolded, embarrassed by his son’s question.
At his scolding, the son soon lost his temper and stared at the ground with his head bowed.
“Honey… Are you okay?”
Her young wife, who had packed her own things and loaded her little bag into her carriage, approached her with a worried look on her face.
“Well, because the boss said he would look after her. All you have to do is live like a rat dead in the capital for six months to a year.”
“All right…”
Her wife went up to her son and gave him a hug.
Smith looked at his son and wife embracing each other and bit his lower lip in apologetic feeling. They were a precious wife and son whom he had acquired late for his age. I really wanted to protect them.
Did the crotch get torn while copying the stork? I almost lost everything while being greedy that didn’t fit the subject.
If it wasn’t for the help of the boss, this night escape would have been even worse.
Originally, he should have left everything and left, but the boss said he would take care of it temporarily.
Smith reflected on his actions in trying to betray the boss.
If the administrator dies and returns, I will stick to the boss and thoroughly assist him. And I will make his son serve him.
After putting his son and wife in the carriage, he climbed into the driver’s seat himself. How long has it been since you’ve done chores like this yourself?
It seems that he has forgotten too many things since he took up the position of executive.
The time is noon, when the sun is still beating down on the crown of the head.
The wagon carrying Smith’s fate began to vibrate greatly.
Soon we reached the eastern gates of the city. He stopped the carriage at the stop sign of the guards, gave an appropriate look around his destination and purpose, and sat upright in the driver’s seat, staring straight ahead.
Like a person who thinks they might get caught if their eyes meet.
“Pass-!”
At that word from the guard, Smith let out a sigh of relief and hurriedly drove the wagon, lest he catch on.
Originally, it would have been impossible to go out of the city from the moment the magistrate stigmatized him, even if not until the wanted order, because he was banned from going out.
However, the boss who had connections with the guards told him to trust only himself and go out.
And, really, the guards didn’t catch him.
Smith sighed in relief and drove the wagon, slowly slowing it down.
Because we are almost at the appointed place.
As expected, there were three people on the street.
Among them, the man standing in the middle sent the promised signal to the wagon.
Smith stopped the carriage in front of them and sat in the driver’s seat, looking at the three men. Among them, the one who sent the hand signal took off his hood and said hello. It was a man wearing a grotesque skull mask on his face.
“We escort you from here. Mr. Smith is in the carriage with his family.”
“Okay. I’m counting on you.”
Monasticism is not a safe and comfortable trip. You never know where you might be attacked by monsters or bandits.
Even if it’s Westway executive Smith, not all such people get away. After all, to protect his body, he must have strong strength or hire mercenaries, but even Smith, who is confident in his fists, is now quite old and his skills are not the same as before, and it was burdensome for him to do everything alone.
However, it was difficult to hire a mercenary because there were traces left, but Germi helped.
The organization had a heavy mouth and attached guys with good skills as escorts.
Germi’s endless kindness made Smith shed tears of emotion.
Smith glanced out the window, thinking that the escorts weren’t very good at driving at the feeling of the wagon shaking rather violently. At the fork in the road to the capital, a wagon is seen going the wrong way.
He wondered if he was going back to a deserted road to get rid of tailing, but when the wagon started to shake more and more and the road became strange, he realized that the situation was not serious.
I shouted at the coachman.
“Hey, hey! Is this the right way?! I think I got it wrong?!”
The carriage stopped in vain for such an anxious cry.
Smith was taken aback when he saw the coachman open the carriage door.
“Hey, am I on the wrong track?”
“No, arrived? Get off.”
“What, what?”
The man in the skull mask removed her mask and revealed her face.
Smith for a moment forgot to breathe when he saw that face.
“You, you’re the boss… ! Why?!”
“Isn’t it natural for the grim reaper to come looking for someone who is about to die? Because it’s coming down it’s natalie Get these bastards out.”
“What, what!”
The skeleton soldiers’ hand movements were brutal. Surprised by the terrifying skeleton, the young son cried out loud, but the skeleton soldier didn’t care about that and pulled the young son by the wrist and pulled him down from the carriage.
“Aww!! Mom! Mom!”
“Kyaaaaagh! No!!”
“Don’t touch me, my son!!”
Embarrassed by the sight, Smith hurriedly took out his ax and cut the skeleton’s wrist.
However, the whole body frame was made of steel, and throwing an ax without mana on a steel block that only imitated the skeleton was just a funny joke.
The son was thrown into the dirt under the wagon. Seeing that, Smith became indignant and charged at the skeleton.
“You son of a bitch!!”
