While robbing the man of his clothes, Perdes asked him questions about where he worked.
Security must be maintained thoroughly, but the man blew it easily.
“And in the basement of the building, there is a casino illegally operated by the Dark Top. It is literally illegal, so not just anyone can enter. Only those who have registered as official members are allowed to enter.”
Then he guesses the Crown Prince is an official member.
The Crown Prince, who is destined to lead the empire, frequents illegal casinos.
If this fact were to become known, the people of the empire would harshly criticize him, and the nobles would strongly request the Emperor to strip him of the Crown Prince's title, claiming that he was unfit to be Crown Prince.
Then the Emperors will have no choice but to grant their request.
The Crown Prince also knew that fact, and he must have come alone without an escort knight.
“How do I register as a member?”
“Well, I don’t know much about that. I’m just a low-level employee who just runs errands.”
Since the man was a low-level employee, Perdes could easily obtain information, but because of that, he could not obtain nutritious information.
He didn't get any information about the Crown Prince at all.
Still, Perdes got some good information that this is an illegal casino and that all the casino employees wear masks.
'I can just go in and find out the rest myself.'
Deciding that there was no more information to extract, Perdes struck the man on the back of the neck, knocking him unconscious.
After taking the unconscious man to a place where no one could see him, he went down to the basement.
The man said the mask was kept in a secret space on the inside wall of the basement door.
When he touched a brick of a particularly different color, part of the wall cracked with a loud noise.
Inside was a black mask that covered his entire face except for his eyes.
He was a little worried about just changing clothes, but he's really glad that he's wearing a mask.
Perdes, wearing a black mask, went inside the basement, repeating the information he had obtained from the man.
The passages in the basement, designed to keep outsiders out, were as complex as a maze.
However, Perdes found the way to the casino by combining various pieces of information such as the direction of the wind, the presence of moss on the walls and floor, and footprints.
The casino he arrived at with difficulty was a complete mess.
Not only were there many scenes of men and women entangled, scenes that were too much to bear, but there were also people fighting each other, and throwing punches.
“You son of a bitch...!”
“What the f*ck...!”
There were so many harsh curses that it felt like his ears would get dirty just from hearing them.
Perdes' had read in a book that illegal casinos are dangerous places where not only illegal gambling but also drugs, prostitution, and other problems occur.
So he had strictly warned to never to set foot in there, a warning that resonated deeply with Perdes.
'I must go out and find the Crown Prince quickly.'
He had no intention of staying in a place like this for a long time.
As he quickly looked around to find the Crown Prince, someone grabbed his shoulder.
Perdes was startled by the sudden contact, but he pretended not to notice and looked back.
The man who grabbed his shoulder was a man wearing the same black mask as him.
“I’m so busy, what are you doing here instead of working?”
Fortunately, he wasn't caught.
Perdes shook off his remaining anxiety and lowered his head.
"Sorry."
Perdes also modulated his voice to be as similar to that man as possible.
“Don’t just say sorry, go and serve.”
The man handed Perdes a tray with champagne glasses and suddenly left.
'I guess I'll have to find the Crown Prince while serving.'
He really needs to see with his own eyes whether the Crown Prince is here, and if so, whether he only gambles illegally and does nothing else.
'But what am I going to do by checking that?'
Since the Crown Prince's position would disappear anyway when the empire collapsed, there was absolutely no need to go through all this trouble to bring him down.
Perdes scratched his head, realizing too late that he had been doing something stupid.
It all started with the idea that if the Crown Prince was doing something suspicious, he had to find out about it.
If he had realized it before entering the casino, he would have gone back right away, but he was a little disappointed because he didn't.
Let's look a little more, and if it's not there, we'll have to go back then.
Perdes went around looking for the Crown Prince, pretending to hand out champagne to the guests.
Count Martina sent me back first and went to the bank alone.
I showed my ID to the bank employee and told him that I was there to pick up my belongings, and he guided me straight to the vault.
The bank's vault had the highest level of security in existence, and no one but the owner could open it.
Even if the Emperor came and threatened the staff to open the door, it would be impossible.
So I left this sword here with peace of mind.
The sword's edge was as sharp as if it had just been sharpened.
The fur embedded in the joint between the hilt and the sword was still large.
When I heard the story of Byblos, I thought that this might be the heart of the dragon.
“No matter how I look at it, it looks like an ordinary Pura.”
If I had to point out something unique, it would be that it was larger than the commonly seen Pura.
Other than that, there didn't seem to be anything particularly special or strange.
“Well, you should know something about this.”
My major was swordsmanship, which was quite distant from magic.
Not only did I not know how to use magic, I didn't even know how to handle mana.
That means I am a descendant of the dragons, the most powerful magical race.
“I can’t believe it.”
I knew Byblos wouldn't lie, but I couldn't believe it because he had no dragon characteristics at all.
What was most unbelievable was that the history of the Leopold family that I knew was all a lie created by the first Duke Leopold.
“If my father were alive, I would have asked him.”
I felt regretful about my father's death once again.
At the same time, doubts and anger rose, but there was no sadness in their place.
It's not that my father's death wasn't sad.
The pockets that could hold emotions were filled with other emotions, so I couldn't hold sadness.
I wanted to quickly reveal the truth, and if it was true, I wanted to avenge my father.
But that doesn't mean my anger will go away.
Anyway, now was not the time to get angry, so I closed my eyes tightly and took a deep breath.
Finally, when my mind calmed down, I put the sword back into the magic pouch.
This way, it was easy to move around with the sword without others knowing you had one.
The problem is that I can't take it into the palace.
Because bringing in any magical items other than those permitted by the Imperial Family is prohibited in the Imperial Palace.
However, the royal family was an exception, so I could ask Perdes to take the pouch instead.
“If I had known Mr. Perdes was going to the post office, I would have come with him.”
Then I could have asked him today.
It was a shame that I couldn't do it, but it was okay because there was still time.
I activated the safe security magic again and went up to the first floor, where the staff member who had been waiting approached me.
“Is there anything else you need?”
“No. Then I guess I’ll go now.”
“Take a look.”
I got on the horse under the polite guidance of the staff.
As I was about to head back to the palace, I saw something the size of a fist flying towards me.
What is that? I don't think it's a bird.
"Lizard?"
[It's not a lizard, it's a dragon!]
A voice rang in my head, not in my ears.
Could this voice be?
“Great Sage?”
[Yes.]
A great sage in the form of a winged lizard, or rather a dragon, sat on my shoulder.
“What is this? Didn’t you go into the basement instead?”
[I went in. I'm still there.]
"Yes?"
What does this mean?
[Sigh, you're a descendant of a dragon, but you don't even know this. How pathetic.]
The great sage clicked his tongue and continued speaking.
[This is a magical creature called a fairy. It is mainly used when conversing with someone from a distance.]
“It’s similar to a magic communication ring.”
[Oh, don't compare me to those antiques!]
The mini dragon flapped its wings as if it were angry.
[This is a magical creature of a much higher level than a communication ring! Not only can I transmit my voice only to the person I want, but I can also see their facial expressions!]
"Yes."
It certainly seemed more impressive than the magic communication ring, but since it wasn't mine and wasn't my area of interest, I wasn't particularly impressed.
Rather, what I am most curious about and find most fascinating is...
“You’re alive.”
The great sage who entered the secret basement of Duke Leopold's residence contacted me, alive and well.
Because up until now, no one other than the Leopold family has ever entered that basement and survived.
[Of course. I told you before, didn't I? I won't be affected by the magic created by a kid like that.]
That's right.
“So, did you find what you were looking for?”
If the Pura embedded in that sword was truly the heart of a dragon, then the Great Sage would never be able to find what he wanted in the basement of the Duke's mansion.
So I expected you to say no.
[Yes.]
A completely unexpected answer came back.
Security must be maintained thoroughly, but the man blew it easily.
“And in the basement of the building, there is a casino illegally operated by the Dark Top. It is literally illegal, so not just anyone can enter. Only those who have registered as official members are allowed to enter.”
Then he guesses the Crown Prince is an official member.
The Crown Prince, who is destined to lead the empire, frequents illegal casinos.
If this fact were to become known, the people of the empire would harshly criticize him, and the nobles would strongly request the Emperor to strip him of the Crown Prince's title, claiming that he was unfit to be Crown Prince.
Then the Emperors will have no choice but to grant their request.
The Crown Prince also knew that fact, and he must have come alone without an escort knight.
“How do I register as a member?”
“Well, I don’t know much about that. I’m just a low-level employee who just runs errands.”
Since the man was a low-level employee, Perdes could easily obtain information, but because of that, he could not obtain nutritious information.
He didn't get any information about the Crown Prince at all.
Still, Perdes got some good information that this is an illegal casino and that all the casino employees wear masks.
'I can just go in and find out the rest myself.'
Deciding that there was no more information to extract, Perdes struck the man on the back of the neck, knocking him unconscious.
After taking the unconscious man to a place where no one could see him, he went down to the basement.
The man said the mask was kept in a secret space on the inside wall of the basement door.
When he touched a brick of a particularly different color, part of the wall cracked with a loud noise.
Inside was a black mask that covered his entire face except for his eyes.
He was a little worried about just changing clothes, but he's really glad that he's wearing a mask.
Perdes, wearing a black mask, went inside the basement, repeating the information he had obtained from the man.
The passages in the basement, designed to keep outsiders out, were as complex as a maze.
However, Perdes found the way to the casino by combining various pieces of information such as the direction of the wind, the presence of moss on the walls and floor, and footprints.
The casino he arrived at with difficulty was a complete mess.
Not only were there many scenes of men and women entangled, scenes that were too much to bear, but there were also people fighting each other, and throwing punches.
“You son of a bitch...!”
“What the f*ck...!”
There were so many harsh curses that it felt like his ears would get dirty just from hearing them.
Perdes' had read in a book that illegal casinos are dangerous places where not only illegal gambling but also drugs, prostitution, and other problems occur.
So he had strictly warned to never to set foot in there, a warning that resonated deeply with Perdes.
'I must go out and find the Crown Prince quickly.'
He had no intention of staying in a place like this for a long time.
As he quickly looked around to find the Crown Prince, someone grabbed his shoulder.
Perdes was startled by the sudden contact, but he pretended not to notice and looked back.
The man who grabbed his shoulder was a man wearing the same black mask as him.
“I’m so busy, what are you doing here instead of working?”
Fortunately, he wasn't caught.
Perdes shook off his remaining anxiety and lowered his head.
"Sorry."
Perdes also modulated his voice to be as similar to that man as possible.
“Don’t just say sorry, go and serve.”
The man handed Perdes a tray with champagne glasses and suddenly left.
'I guess I'll have to find the Crown Prince while serving.'
He really needs to see with his own eyes whether the Crown Prince is here, and if so, whether he only gambles illegally and does nothing else.
'But what am I going to do by checking that?'
Since the Crown Prince's position would disappear anyway when the empire collapsed, there was absolutely no need to go through all this trouble to bring him down.
Perdes scratched his head, realizing too late that he had been doing something stupid.
It all started with the idea that if the Crown Prince was doing something suspicious, he had to find out about it.
If he had realized it before entering the casino, he would have gone back right away, but he was a little disappointed because he didn't.
Let's look a little more, and if it's not there, we'll have to go back then.
Perdes went around looking for the Crown Prince, pretending to hand out champagne to the guests.
***
Count Martina sent me back first and went to the bank alone.
I showed my ID to the bank employee and told him that I was there to pick up my belongings, and he guided me straight to the vault.
The bank's vault had the highest level of security in existence, and no one but the owner could open it.
Even if the Emperor came and threatened the staff to open the door, it would be impossible.
So I left this sword here with peace of mind.
I pulled out the sword I'd kept in my magic pouch.
The fur embedded in the joint between the hilt and the sword was still large.
When I heard the story of Byblos, I thought that this might be the heart of the dragon.
“No matter how I look at it, it looks like an ordinary Pura.”
If I had to point out something unique, it would be that it was larger than the commonly seen Pura.
Other than that, there didn't seem to be anything particularly special or strange.
“Well, you should know something about this.”
My major was swordsmanship, which was quite distant from magic.
Not only did I not know how to use magic, I didn't even know how to handle mana.
That means I am a descendant of the dragons, the most powerful magical race.
“I can’t believe it.”
I knew Byblos wouldn't lie, but I couldn't believe it because he had no dragon characteristics at all.
What was most unbelievable was that the history of the Leopold family that I knew was all a lie created by the first Duke Leopold.
“If my father were alive, I would have asked him.”
I felt regretful about my father's death once again.
At the same time, doubts and anger rose, but there was no sadness in their place.
It's not that my father's death wasn't sad.
The pockets that could hold emotions were filled with other emotions, so I couldn't hold sadness.
Anger surged through me, especially at the realization that my father might have been murdered instead of an accident.
But that doesn't mean my anger will go away.
Anyway, now was not the time to get angry, so I closed my eyes tightly and took a deep breath.
Finally, when my mind calmed down, I put the sword back into the magic pouch.
This way, it was easy to move around with the sword without others knowing you had one.
The problem is that I can't take it into the palace.
Because bringing in any magical items other than those permitted by the Imperial Family is prohibited in the Imperial Palace.
However, the royal family was an exception, so I could ask Perdes to take the pouch instead.
“If I had known Mr. Perdes was going to the post office, I would have come with him.”
Then I could have asked him today.
It was a shame that I couldn't do it, but it was okay because there was still time.
I activated the safe security magic again and went up to the first floor, where the staff member who had been waiting approached me.
“Is there anything else you need?”
“No. Then I guess I’ll go now.”
“Take a look.”
I got on the horse under the polite guidance of the staff.
As I was about to head back to the palace, I saw something the size of a fist flying towards me.
What is that? I don't think it's a bird.
"Lizard?"
[It's not a lizard, it's a dragon!]
A voice rang in my head, not in my ears.
Could this voice be?
“Great Sage?”
[Yes.]
A great sage in the form of a winged lizard, or rather a dragon, sat on my shoulder.
“What is this? Didn’t you go into the basement instead?”
[I went in. I'm still there.]
"Yes?"
What does this mean?
[Sigh, you're a descendant of a dragon, but you don't even know this. How pathetic.]
The great sage clicked his tongue and continued speaking.
[This is a magical creature called a fairy. It is mainly used when conversing with someone from a distance.]
“It’s similar to a magic communication ring.”
[Oh, don't compare me to those antiques!]
The mini dragon flapped its wings as if it were angry.
[This is a magical creature of a much higher level than a communication ring! Not only can I transmit my voice only to the person I want, but I can also see their facial expressions!]
"Yes."
It certainly seemed more impressive than the magic communication ring, but since it wasn't mine and wasn't my area of interest, I wasn't particularly impressed.
Rather, what I am most curious about and find most fascinating is...
“You’re alive.”
The great sage who entered the secret basement of Duke Leopold's residence contacted me, alive and well.
Because up until now, no one other than the Leopold family has ever entered that basement and survived.
[Of course. I told you before, didn't I? I won't be affected by the magic created by a kid like that.]
That's right.
“So, did you find what you were looking for?”
If the Pura embedded in that sword was truly the heart of a dragon, then the Great Sage would never be able to find what he wanted in the basement of the Duke's mansion.
So I expected you to say no.
[Yes.]
A completely unexpected answer came back.
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