You, be my colleague (5)
The next morning, Baba questioned Ian in detail about the crack.
To carry out the new master's instructions, it was necessary to gather as much information as possible.
"The crack is located about 2km northwest of here. It is near the border of Orquidwood."
"How many?"
"About a hundred. Not more than 200."
"Of course, it would have been lower class, a single species?"
"Yes."
An attack by units of a hundred is called a small attack, and an attack by units of tens of thousands is called a large attack.
The monsters that appear in the small cracks are usually low-level. They have hideous appearances and simply follow their destructive instincts.
However, the higher the level of the monster, the more extravagant its appearance and the more rational its behavior.
Among the highest-level monsters, there were those who could speak languages and use black magic such as changing their appearance into a specific human.
They appeared close to the Great Rift and commanded lower-level monsters.
Baba turned his shoulder, putting the information Ian had given him into his head.
His body feels much lighter.
Thanks to this, the shoulder wound that had been festering due to not receiving proper treatment after being hit by Ian has finally recovered.
Although he has changed owners several times so far, the only one who has healed him is Millenia.
"I don't make sick people work."
Baba had never heard anything like that before.
His father, who raised him and was also the previous guild leader, deliberately made sick children do the work.
And if you failed a mission, they would use that as an excuse to beat you to the point of death and not even give you food.
Most of the masters Baba met after killing the previous guild leader with his own hands and taking control of the guild were similar.
Didn't Prince Oslo also casually throw a wine glass at his bandaged shoulder and stab him with his sword?
To them, Baba was not a human being, but a tool. A handy sword that would solve their secret and ugly desires.
To Baba, on the other hand, they were bugs.
It's funny to see people being so arrogant about bugs that they can just step on and kill whenever they want.
The only reason he was squatting over bugs was for fun.
But Millennia was different.
A milky white face contrasting with long, straight black hair, striking facial features, and a calm, elegant way of speaking.
Perhaps it was because of the atmosphere that made it seem like he couldn't touch it carelessly. Millennia certainly didn't look like a bug.
Ian asked Baba, who was thinking of Millenia for a moment.
"Who is it?"
"What?"
"The one who commissioned the assassins."
"How would I know that?"
"So that means he's not the Third Prince."
Ian's golden eyes were filled with a quiet life.
He didn't believe in Baba.
Not only because he was an assassin, but because Baba didn't trust humans themselves.
The accident was unusual and somewhat twisted. The reason for cooperating with Millenia was also questionable.
He is someone who will betray you at any time and any place. Millenia could not have been unaware of this.
Still, the reason she joined hands with Baba was probably because she was sure that he would not betray her.
Even though Ian knows, he still feels uneasy.
Especially, it was becoming increasingly difficult to suppress the rising murderous intent whenever the bastard called Millenia his master.
"But I don't know why the little Duke is questioning me. My master is also keeping quiet."
That bastard's master's lament. Ian's eyebrows furrowed.
"If you truly consider her your master, be loyal to her."
Baba held back his laughter.
Be loyal to the assassin.
Baba think it was a good idea to change owners. Not only Millenia but also all the guys around her were to his taste.
If it was just as fun as it is now, he could do anything.
At that moment, Rahon came down to the living room with four glass bottles.
It was definitely some damn thing called an anti-monster herb or something.
"It's a new combination. Let's check it out."
Baba's blank expression suddenly became distorted.
I kind of didn't want to do that.
***
In his office, Duke Eldern was receiving Beorn's report.
"A total of eight people have been arrested in connection with the violence that occurred in the early hours of the morning."
Duke Eldern took off his glasses and placed them on the papers. There was a faint trace of fatigue on his face as he pressed the space between his eyebrows.
"What is the identity?"
"Sorry."
"You didn't find out anything?"
"Since they suddenly appeared without any connection, it was difficult to identify them. I apologize."
"Are they those who committed a crime and were banished from the land?"
"I think so. Judging by the accidents they caused, they were no ordinary people."
Eldern had a relatively small population compared to the size of the land. This was due to the harsh environment and frequent appearances of monsters.
So, they have always welcomed immigrants, but this time a problem arose.
Not one, not two, but eight outsiders barged in without warning.
They roamed around the city causing all kinds of accidents.
As a result, violent incidents occurred every single day, and eventually, a fight broke out and a knife fight broke out.
Duke Eldern, who could no longer stand by and watch, ordered Beorn to investigate the outsider, but nothing was confirmed.
Even though Eldern welcomed immigrants, they could not accept people like this.
"What do you think?"
"Exile would be the best option, but if we send them out in this weather, they will freeze to death before they even reach their next territory."
Duke Eldern nodded.
"My father told me just before he passed away. He said that our Eldern was struggling just by fighting the environment and the monsters. So he told me to make it a territory where people wouldn't fight each other."
"..."
"If you just wait for a rolling stone to become round, the stone that is stuck in it might get pulled out. I decided to banish it."
"Among the eight, only the ringleader will be expelled?"
"Then the remaining ones might rebel. Banish them all."
"Let's proceed right away."
It was when Duke Eldern and Beorn looked at the documents again.
"There will be eight more of them?"
A voice that is hoarse and cracked.
Duke Eldern and Beorn drew their swords at the same time.
"Come out."
As Beorn calmly aimed his sword at the window, the window swung open.
Soon, a man wearing a black mask came rushing into the office through the window.
There was no sound of landing at all. It seemed like an assassin, but there was no killing intent.
The man who had been trudging in suddenly turned his shoulder and smiled faintly. His lips, revealed under his mask, drew a curve.
"The outsiders who have recently entered the territory are members of the Assassination Guild. They were active in the capital and came down after receiving a request."
"Assassin?"
Are you causing a lot of trouble right now?
That's their method. They deliberately divert attention so that the core forces can quietly handle the request. So banishing eight people won't help.
"What is this kid talking about now?"
The man paid no attention to Beorn's pressure, pointing his sword at him.
"I'm just going to watch for the time being since I'm assessing the situation. If he causes any trouble, I'll throw him in jail."
"Who are you to give orders..."
"Vice-captain."
Duke Eldern raised his hand to calm Beorn.
As Beorn stepped back, Duke Eldern opened his mouth.
"Why are you telling us that information?"
"Well, I just do whatever my master tells me to do."
"Master?"
"Millenia Astrod."
"...Who?"
"Don't you know 'he who walks first'?"
Beorn snorted.
"Your Highness, this is a trick. If you thought you could fool the Duke with such a lie, you were mistaken."
"Please tell Nadia not to cry."
"What?"
"She said if you have doubts, say this?"
"... Did Young Lady really send you?"
The man replied calmly.
"I told you. He is my master."
Beorn and Duke Eldern exchanged bewildered glances.
The owner of the man who suddenly appeared and was presumed to be an assassin was Millenia.
They couldn't even guess how such a strange thing could happen.
"And this."
The man took a small bottle out of his bosom and placed it on the table.
Duke Eldern and Beorn's gaze was drawn to the transparent liquid with a yellowish tint.
"What is this?"
"Anti-monster herbs. Make them in bulk."
"This, this what is it?"
"The demons will attack Orquidwood at the end of August. We need to finish it before then, so hurry."
"..."
"I told you clearly. Don't say anything else later."
Beorn and Duke Eldern simply watched the man disappear after saying those words.
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