Chapter 629 – Age of Faded Seagulls (8)
***
Nord paid for the food as soon as he received the bowl of meat dumplings.
Nord and the others go straight to the room. Mahjan hurriedly chased after him.
“Ha, are you going to stay overnight?”
“What are you going to do if that friend comes back? Even if I want to stay, I have to finish my work and rest.”
Then why are you taking a room?
Mahjan was taken aback, but Nord and his women entered the room without question. It was to the point that I wondered if they had even talked about something out of their minds, except for Mahjan.
─Flutter!
Nord locked the door and pulled his cloth from his inside pocket.
No matter how you think about it, it wasn’t the size to come out of your pocket, but Mahjan, who was used to such miraculous things, watched without being surprised. Nord closed the curtains.
Charreuk-.
Then, the unstitched fabric turned into a night suit.
Nord, who transformed into a watering can dressed in black as if roasting beans in a flash of lightning, immediately put his metal mask back on his face. It was a mask in the shape of a bear.
He said that his presence had faded from the moment he put on the mask.
“It doesn’t take long. I’ll be back before the dumplings get cold.”
“Alone?”
Nefertiti asks if it is okay to go together. Nord shrugged his shoulders.
“It wasn’t even an opponent that looked difficult, what?”
─Tong! Putting on a hood, he jumped lightly and sat down on the window sill. Nord, completely covering his skin, lost his outline and became transparent, as if melting in the wind.
It wasn’t perfect transparency, so it was noticeable if you looked at it.
However, in order to keep an eye on him and discover him, he had to be able to notice that small sign first. First of all, Mahjan did not have the confidence to do so.
So, he was about to say that the happiness of the black night would rather stand out in broad daylight, but he also shut his mouth.
“I will be back.”
Nord disappeared without a sound of footsteps.
To the shame of Mahjan, not knowing what to do, the other party quickly dispersed. As Nefertiti made room, Dana hit the wall.
─Bean, Bean!
“The walls are a bit unreliable. It is rather thin.”
“Let’s check.”
Veronica opens the door and goes out into the hallway without a word of discussion.
As soon as she left her room, her screams rang out.
“Kyaaaaa!! A cockroach came out——!!”
Dana listened to her with her eyes closed, and Mahzanman opened his mouth like an idiot.
… Click. Veronica opened the door with a calm face.
“How was it?”
“I have to close the barrier.”
“I see.”
─Talk! Talk! Veronica flicked the colorful pebbles in the palm of her hand. Rune stones flew to every corner of the room and stuck like magnets.
“Puhehe, what is it? Have your skills improved?”
“This is not enough to imprison the master.”
“Aha. There was a reason to be anxious about the procedure, indeed.”
“A sense of purpose… The driving force behind growth?”
Having made space by pushing the bed, Nefertiti twisted his head in one corner without unpacking.
Mahjan, who had become a completely borrowed barley sack, wondered when he would be able to ask anything.
Unsure of what was going on, he realized that a noise-blocking barrier had been placed in the room and realized the party’s purpose a step later.
─Suddenly!
But when he finally regained the courage to speak, Dana’s pockets suddenly swelled. Dana narrowed her eyes slightly and pulled out a mithril medallion.
【Master. This is a message from the second commanding authority.]
The silver-haired Val Curie abruptly poked her head out of her palm-sized medallion.
It was a sight that would make it look like Dana was holding Valkyrie’s head, but fortunately Mahzan was barely surprised.
‘Hwa, that’s what I used to see every time I camped out in the wilderness.’
At first, the silver-haired beauty, who was thought to be one of Nord’s wives, was an artificial spirit maid who skillfully handles all kinds of chores, from night shifts.
Nord and her party treated her spirit handmaiden very lightly, but Mahzan somehow sent chills down her spine just looking at her inorganic eyes.
An instinctive sense of crisis, like a herbivore meeting a top predator!
With goosebumps in Valkyrie’s eyes, he dared not ask any more.
【Whatever?】
【Recall the message. “Done. Leave the window open.”… That is all.】
【Okay, thank you.】
Val Curie nodded and went back inside her medallion, and Dana opened her window wide.
As I said before leaving, it didn’t take long.
“Did I come too soon?”
The space where there was nothing seemed to be distorted, and then a metal mask floated in the air.
Nord threw something as he canceled the invisibility.
─Thump!
It was transparent, and when it rolled on the floor, it revealed the shape of a large net, and what rolled out of the net was none other than a tongue-in-cheek police officer.
Blue static electricity splattered from her spiky hair, as if she had been electrocuted.
Dana muttered as she glanced at her pocket watch.
“Did it take five minutes? From now on, I’m going to have to say that her husband’s job is a kidnapper.”
“Santa is the Tundra Legion Form of Grandfather Mangtae. A naughty child needs punishment.”
Nord, who took off his mask and coat, said.
“I will never forgive a bad elf who complains about side dishes!”
─Sook!
Nord munched his dumplings and tossed the fried slugs wrapped in paper into his patrolman’s mouth. He was a neat hole-in-one that could be left as a textbook.
“What, what did you do so quickly… ?”
Mahjan realized that he was trying to interrogate the police chief and finally put the question to her mouth.
“Oh, no. Why else? Although interest may interfere with our schedule, he may not have enough connections to bring him in for interrogation…”
Dude, that’s a lot of questions.
Nord was a little annoying, but he didn’t have the personality to consistently ignore the person he was going to hang out with for the time being, so he smiled and flicked the ring.
“I wrote this.”
Mahjan quickly received the ring that flew by, feeling déjà vu.
Unlike Anina, it was the ring of Weiznia’s killer.
“I chased after him and lightly threw it on his head, so he recognized the pattern he snatched? So I turned my back and pretended to bounce and put on an alter ego. You said it was very nice to come after you?”
It was enough to lure him into the back alley.
The elf seemed to have great confidence in his skills, and the nords were not dull enough to recognize such warrior pride.
“Thanks to that, enticing was easy. He chased after me and cut off his alter ego’s arm, ah. I wondered if there was something about this bastard, so I made it with an electric whole chicken and brought it.”
“… What are you trying to ask?”
“What? Aren’t you curious He’s an elf like you, but he’s not a pigtail.”
To her incoherent questions, Mahzan answered hesitantly.
“It’s probably because he’s not an elf from Tatarnia, but a harp from Weiznia.”
“Yes. A guy who rose to a fairly high position after overcoming discrimination wouldn’t respect the hairstyle of the country that caused the discrimination. I wonder if I caught you and succeeded in the world.”
“In order to show allegiance to Weiznia, we caught her own kind spy… ?”
“It’s the best way to get rid of racist labels.”
As if his efforts were worthwhile, he obtained a social status that points to the ‘disquieting elements’.
Mahjan was not unaware of how dangerous that power could be depending on its use.
“If you look at it up to this point, you look like a mixed-race who resents your birth, who succeeded after being discriminated against. But didn’t Jeomsoi do that? It hasn’t been long since this newcomer came from the capital and became the chief of the An Do-seong patrol.”
“What’s wrong with that?”
“It’s a fucking problem in itself. Since this is a border, there must be a lot of spies, but would the capital have dared to use it to find spies? Who knows if it might be a double agent.”
It is not that there are no people in a country as large as this.
Shall we put a guy with a flawed background in such a serious position, who is even suspected of saying, ‘Hoo-O-O-O-O-O?’?
In case this guy says, ‘Take a close look, comrades. The power of power is used like this,’ and in the yard where you can release spies caught in the capital, why?
Mahzan jumped up and down as if he had gone crazy thinking that far.
“Oh… ! That, then!”
“Then, of course, he must be a bastard sent to the border after earning trust from the capital by doing something else.”
Whether he was demoted or sent to catch spies in wartime.
There must have been some kind of behind-the-scenes deal that the lord of An Do-seong gave him the position of chief prosecutor.
I don’t know if he stabbed the castle owner with money or held out a knife.
“In addition, you can recognize the special forces pattern? What is this?”
Nord, stretching his fingers and tapping his fingers.
Mahjan cleared his throat, realizing that Nord had thought and acted more deeply than he had. It was pretentiousness mixed with shame and not a little admiration.
‘I-I’ll have to help with something.’
No matter how much I came along as a guide, isn’t it too ugly to just be on top of it!
Mahzan clenched his fist as hard as he could to try something.
“I want you to exchange this ring for me.”
And then, Veronica reached out to Mahjan.
A gold ring was on her hand.
“… This?”
“As you can see, it is a gold ring. It is her wife’s job to pay back the money the master borrowed.”
“It just makes you a trash bastard.”
Nord, who was palpating the patrolman’s body with his gloves on, grumbled in disgust.
The gold ring was plain and unmarked.
Without a doubt in the gold and silver room, they would just see it as a ring made in Byznia and exchange it for money. Mahjan, while she was perplexed, understood her inner meaning that was not conveyed in her words.
Mahzan was a hindrance to her interrogation process.
“… Yes. I will go slowly.”
Although she was bitter, she couldn’t help it.
It would be a lie if I said I didn’t feel the excitement of being one of the characters in an adventure story, and my heart was pounding at the various surprises of the hero who would save the tribe.
Still, where do you go with me? Mahjan took her gold ring and grabbed her doorknob.
“No, wait.”
That was when Mahjan tried to open her door. Nord muttered as if to dissuade him.
While examining him wearing black gloves because he didn’t want to touch the man’s body, he sighed softly as he looked over the body of the police officer who fainted with the help of cardiopulmonary arrest.
“It’s going to change from days to days, you fucking bastards.”
“──Kyuek!!”
A thick insect leg protruded from the patrolman’s mouth.
It was a harbinger of self-destruction, shown by an elf who was Mahzan’s colleague the other day.
