Chapter 96 – Chapter 7 – The Red Tarantula
Angelica rose from her seat, rattled something, and served her a cup of tea.
To him, Klaus clearly informed me of my taste.
“Coffee rather than tea.”
Angelica smiled and said thank you, she muttered.
When she suddenly asked why she was saying thank you, she just knew Klaus’s taste as Angelica.
She gave me a piece of information, so of course I couldn’t help but thank her.
Klaus, who was served a cup of coffee like that, took a sip of the contents.
It is said that he is definitely holding the back alleys of the kingdom, but the funds are also considerable.
Seeing how you can use sugar that commoners would never dare to dream of.
“Whoa.”
She sat back down at her desk as Angelica watched Klaus drink her coffee.
A woman puffing out a long pipe while exhaling smoke.
Looking at her, her alluring appearance stands out even more.
Maybe 10 minutes passed like that.
The reason why Klaus came is that he doesn’t talk and only drinks coffee, so he seems to be frustrated.
Angelica opened her mouth, looking at the man in front of her with her pipe in her hand.
“I don’t want to annoy the hero of the Continental War, but I’m very busy.”
“Of course it will. It will continue to expand its power even now.”
“Yes. I am very busy.”
“I’m a little curious why you’re so busy.”
It would not be an illusion that Angelica’s expression hardened slightly.
The most terrifying part of Klaus is to collect her information and distinguish her truth from falsehood.
Her enemies, the Demons, know it, and her allies, the Western side, know it.
Of course, the nobles were still busy looking down and looking down on Klaus.
“I’m sorry to rush you like that. The coffee tasted so good.”
“When you go back, I might give you some coffee roasted here.”
“It must have gone perfectly to Yangji. The member who knows how to drink this coffee. Right?”
“…”
The red tarantula is a group that started in the shadows in the early days.
Right now, Angelica herself is also one of the brothel women.
Even though the dark place is a dirty and ugly place, it is also a place where information is gathered quite well.
Starting with the women who were active in the shadows, she created the current red tarantula.
She started working in the shadows, such as prostitution, drugs, and slavery, and steadily raised funds.
After that, she gradually prepared, starting with portions like cigarettes, tea, and coffee, and progressed to Yangji.
‘Perhaps by now there will be members running the guild. I’m ready to go to the sunny side.’
A group made up of only women, the justification of revenge for those who were trampled, made the members tightly united and made sure that there were no defectors or informers.
As the sense of solidarity and belonging grew stronger, even though only women gathered, they took control of the back alley world and the underworld.
The whistleblower who comes later can be said to be the price of what he received, regardless of whether or not the situation is urgent.
I had to go through the funeral, but there were more victims, so I was trying to quickly fill the vacancy, but I was changed.
Until then, it was certain that the red tarantula was a group that ruled the back alleys on the human side.
“The reason I came all the way here is actually because I have something to ask of you.”
“Please.”
“Yes. I need some money.”
“I need money,” Angelica’s eyebrow twitched at the words.
The war hero of the past had doubts about the sudden need for money.
The information that he was not particularly greedy for wealth came to mind.
The relatively recent news lingered in my head that the nobles had almost forced him down and that he hadn’t even been properly prepared.
Right after that, she even heard the news that she was staying as a professor at the Continental Academy.
Putting all those parts together, Klaus today can hardly be said to be rich.
He says that when he was commander in chief, he was busy diverting all his money to the Confederate Army.
It is said that after the war, he distributed all the money he had to those who robbed him in order to somehow rebuild the South.
He’s a professor at the academy, so he knows full well that he doesn’t get a lot of money.
“… Why did you come to me because you need me so much?”
A man who is the last hope of the common people has to borrow money.
Angelica sighed inwardly as she asked the question.
However, the answer she got back was so surprising that it could almost be said to be spectacle.
“Funds to arm 3,000 regular soldiers, plus food to feed them for a while.”
“…”
She was now Angelica who wondered what she was doing wrong.
Funds to arm the regulars, and not three hundred, but three thousand. Three thousand.
The ship is more than the number of enlisted men from a fairly large aristocratic family.
If it is a fund that can arm such people, there is no choice but to say that it is enormous.
No, apart from the amount, arming 3,000 people is itself a problem.
Is there going to be a war somewhere? Has the Continental War, which I thought was over, rekindled?
However, there was no news that war would break out in any part they gathered.
There was no news from the West Union side, nor from sources spread all over the East!
“What do you think. Could you please do me a favor?”
At Klaus’s words, Angelica unknowingly said, and she let out a blank laugh.
It was just impossible for a war hero or Klaus or whatever.
No matter how much money they make by working in the shadows, this is on a different level.
Prostitutes, drugs, and even slavery. Do you know what these have in common?
It is the place where nobles spend the most money while swearing that it is dirty and ugly.
The red tarantula is a group that grew up feeding on the disgusting duality of the nobles.
That’s why he was not treated as an enemy by the nobility.
Though I’m thinking of driving a dagger through their neck one day.
Now is the time to hold your breath and reduce their vigilant gaze as much as possible.
“Of course, I said it was a favor, but it doesn’t mean that I will accept it for free without any payment.”
“…”
I knew it would be like this too.
Could it be that Klaus would come in and do something aristocrats would do?
Angelica looked at the man, tense inside.
“Give me information. That’s very useful, no, very expensive information. It could probably be quite useful here. What do you think. I think this will be fine.”
“… I am very curious about what kind of information it is that you are asking for a favor with such a huge amount of money.”
“If you listen, you will probably understand.”
At those words, Angelica put her cigarette in her mouth again and looked at Klaus.
He meant to listen to that expensive information.
“The people you want to arm are demons, not humans.”
“… Yeah?”
“And the destination of their spear knives will be the East, not the West.”
Instantly, Angelica’s eyes twinkled.
They arm demons, not humans, but those soldiers attack the east, not the west.
Others might have complained that it was a nonsensical riddle.
However, Angelica, the leader of the Red Tarantula, encounters countless amounts of information.
Sometimes there is information that is useless at all, and sometimes you get information that is incredibly important and valuable.
‘I heard that the eastern part has been noisy lately.’
The exact part is unknown.
Unfortunately, most of their intelligence is concentrated in the West, and on the human side.
However, there were a small number of people who settled in the eastern part of the village where the demons lived, and through them, they quickly received some information.
“… Is it a civil war?”
Angelica was able to quickly come to a conclusion.
In the meantime, countless pieces of information gathered, and what she knew about the east.
Those parts come together to put her own prediction before her Klaus.
“You are quick-witted. There shouldn’t have been much information from the East.”
“… I’m a bit of a demon myself. When I lived in the East, I knew roughly what was going on there.”
To be precise, it should be said that he was a half-blood of a fairy and a demon.
Funny enough, the fruit of love came out between the two races who hate each other the most.
I haven’t attacked Angelica very many times, so I don’t know the details. What we know for sure is that he is a mixed-race child of a fairy man and a demon woman.
In the fairy society, even if you die, you can’t live, so I lived at the end of the east, and lost my parents right after the war broke out and lived a wandering life.
Finally, a year after the Continental War ended, she came to the West and worked at a brothel. She created a red tarantula and became the head of the group.
She said, ‘I heard that among the demons, the forces that support the demon king are weak compared to other forces. Looking at this situation now, it could be a move to drive out the demon lord, or it could be a blow of conversion on the side of the demon lord. Whatever it is, it’s a chance to build a new bridge to the East. By the way…’
But the problem is, why did this man bring that part?
If the demons had come to visit, they would have understood.
But wasn’t Klaus the one who fought a really desperate fight with that demon?
Even quite a few aristocrats couldn’t touch his specialty, so they kept their mouths shut.
At least as time goes by, his achievements are being pared down a bit, but still a hero is a hero.
The request that Klaus brought was funds to arm the soldiers on the Asmodian side.
I needed to figure out what the hell was going on.
“Is this amount of information enough for the price?”
“… To be honest, yes. The number of 3,000 is not small, and if you look at the amount of supplies, you have to invest almost everything in our red tarantula.”
“Almost everything? Well. I don’t think it’s like that.”
After the Continental War, the most troublesome thing was, of course, the weapons that were made in large quantities and then became useless.
It is said that it can be melted down and made into agricultural tools, but who would do such a thing as soon as the war is over?
I don’t know when another war will break out right now, so I’m trying to make more and sharper weapons.
At least, it only became less when it was five years after the end of the Continental War.
The red tarantula had secretly purchased that difficult weapon.
Instinctively, he knew that one day the continent would fall into war again.
Even if it’s not that, there will definitely be a fight somewhere, so let’s prepare in advance.
Weapon management might be a bit of a problem, but I decided it was worth it.
In other words, the red tarantula becomes a sufficient ability.
Even if you write a little more than half, almost all of them are wrong.
‘Should I throw one at this point?’
Thinking of Klaus that way, on the outside, he showed a slightly regretful reaction.
After that, he muttered, ‘This is a little bit, but’ before opening his mouth.
“If not, then I have no choice but to tell you this. If you hear this instead, you will be forced to ride with me in the same boat. If not, I have no choice but to regard this place as hostile.”
“… What kind of information do you say that…”
“I chose East.”
For a moment, there was a long silence between Angelica and Klaus.
A half-blood of a fairy and a demon, so a woman with blonde hair of a fairy and reddish eyes of a demon.
She was staring at Klaus with her eyes wide open.
She wonders what she heard wrong now.
I wondered if what I just heard was real.
“I guess I need some time to think about it.”
Get up and grab the doorknob of the room.
It was now Angelica’s job to draw conclusions and make decisions.
“I will be staying at the Pony Inn until tomorrow morning. Until then, please give me an answer.”
The moment Klaus said that and pulled the doorknob.
“There.”
Angelica caught him.
In a slightly shaky voice.
“Maybe, maybe. Didn’t you save a group of refugees not far from here right after the outbreak of the Continental War?”
“… It seems that there has been I went out on patrol and escorted refugees. Thanks to you, I really survived.”
For this very moment.
It was the moment when the seeds sown 12 years ago bore fruit.
