“We don’t have much time, so let’s hurry up and go!”
“Vania.”
As Ryan knelt down and was about to open the secret passage door, Nike asked.
Ryan looked back and said.
“That child is one with me, you know.”
"Ha..."
“Let’s go!”
“Please go back. I’m enough on my own.”
“But you came here to use the secret passage I told you about? Don’t you have to pay a fee to use it?”
“...”
Ryan deliberately chuckled, talking nonsense. As he opened the door without thinking, he heard Nike sigh behind him.
A secret passage was discovered by chance during a preliminary survey.
Outside the backyard fence, there was a wooden door in the ground.
It had been so long since I had used it that dirt and weeds covered it in a mess, so I almost passed it by without noticing it.
Anyway, open the door, fix the rope, and go down.
Ryan first.
As Nike followed in and closed the door, pitch-black darkness fell.
I only share Ryan's sight and hearing, so I can't see anything.
Bam.
I heard footsteps coming down.
“Be careful, it’s dark...”
Before Nike could finish his worried words, Ryan pulled the light out of his arms.
The surroundings became brighter. Brighter.
Nike looked at what Ryan was holding in his hand with surprised eyes.
A cylindrical magical tool that is convenient to carry in the palm of his hand.
There is a yellow magic stone at the end.
“Haha, Your Highness. Your eyes look like those of a caveman who has just seen fire for the first time.”
“...”
Ryan chuckled and took out another identical item from his arms.
"I'll give you one for free. It's an invention made by my genius brother, Revan. It hasn't been distributed yet, so please be careful not to leak it."
Ryan put the magic tool upside down into the holster attached to the front of Nike's assassin's uniform.
When the magic stone is covered, the light is completely blocked.
“When not in use, always put it in your pocket or somewhere to block the light.”
“...I will gratefully accept it.”
Nike nodded quickly.
It is indeed a coveted magic tool.
Anyway, back to cleaning up the mess!
Ryan looks around the area illuminated by his magic tool.
This is an underground storage room inside a mansion that was once closed and is no longer in use.
The broken shelves were covered in cobwebs and dusty, giving off a musty smell.
And over there.
You can see a completely shattered wooden door.
'I remember when I first came here.'
It's a sealed warehouse that no one can see is being used, so it'll be difficult to get to the main building we want. It's a waste of time!
...I thought so.
“The road is made.”
There was a short passageway leading to it, and at the end of the passage, a door in the ceiling opened, allowing access to the interior of the mansion.
What on earth did you know, and why did you destroy it?
The beast's senses are crazy.
“Come in.”
“Open your mouth.”
“Yes?”
Then, suddenly, Nike grabbed Ryan and pulled down his mask.
As Ryan opened his mouth in confusion and said, “Ah,” Nike put something in his mouth.
“Swallow.”
Gulp.
Nike chuckled as if he was dumbfounded at Ryan swallowing it right away.
“If it were poison, you just died once.”
“Is it poison?!”
“No, anesthesia.”
Nike went ahead and spoke.
"You'll become numb to pain. Hopefully, that won't happen, but you might run into Elliot Wassenberg."
"Aha!"
Ryan and I both understood right away.
It seemed like he was preparing for when Elliot would catch him and burn him.
“You’re so thoughtful. I’m sure Vania will fall in love with you...!”
The Eye of the Mirror - The Book of Sound
[Oh, stop talking nonsense!]
Ryan chuckled. Nike simply ignored his squeal and quickly stepped into the hallway.
Exit visible on the ceiling.
Nike throws the rope, grabs it, climbs up, and carefully pushes open the old door.
Nike went up first and looked around, then signaled to Ryan, who was below, and we also came up to the ground.
Under the moonlight of dawn, the surroundings are quiet, not a single mouse in sight.
Infiltration... so easy!
Now, let's clean up our second son, Elliot's poop!
There is no poop.
Ryan licked his lips and scratched his cheek.
This is the basement of the second floor of the main building.
As Nike had told us, it was good that the security force was kept to a minimum and that infiltration and movement were easy.
But it was in vain.
Because the second-floor basement, where the slaves were expected to be kept, was empty.
“You said you were going to be here?”
Ryan looked back at Nike and grumbled.
"Yes. There's no other place to confine someone."
“Haven’t they moved yet?”
"No way. There's less than two hours left until the auction starts."
“Then Your Highness, you have misunderstood.”
"No, I didn't misunderstand. There's no human auction today. I expected that."
Nike, who was looking around the cold basement, spoke to Ryan.
“Go back.”
"Yes?"
"If there were people I needed to free, it would have been better for you and me, rather than just me, but there aren't any. Now, you have nothing left to do. Go back."
“What about the Prince?”
“I’ll go and look around the main building a bit more just in case.”
“...?”
Ryan was puzzled, but Vania sent a message.
[What do you mean you expected there would be no human auctions?]
Ryan, who had been mumbling over Vania's question, muttered quietly.
“...There’s no need to focus on buying and selling people today. There must be more valuable and important auction items, right?”
Nike paused at those words. Ryan, seeing his reaction, nodded.
"Bingo!"
“Go back.”
"Why don't we share information like this between people on the same side? What are you looking for today? Let me hear it."
"You don't need to know. It's not even certain. Besides, the ground floor of the main building is dangerous. Two people can't go there."
That makes sense. Elliot and his entourage are currently on the ground floor of the main building.
Whatever's up there, if you're going to sneak in and check it out, one is better than two.
And that one person should be Nike, who is a career member and can immediately cast <Poem of Retrograde>, so he can only move through safe routes.
“Yes! Then take care.”
Ryan, who quickly assessed the situation, was about to leave.
[Dad, wait a minute.]
Vania stopped.
[Could you please ask him if that person is looking for a red flower?]
“Vania asked me to ask if what you were looking for was a red flower.”
When Ryan turned around and asked, Nike's eyes widened.
“Is that right?”
A moment of silence.
Vania muttered to herself.
[Oh my goodness. That was it. It was just now coming in and spreading...]
“What is that?”
[Dad, we have to do this. Tell the Prince.]
Ryan turned back and stood in front of Nike.
And then, after hearing Vania's voice, his eyes became slightly surprised, and he said.
“Um... Your Highness can’t find that red flower today.”
"What?"
“Well, people can’t always be perfect. Don’t be discouraged.”
Nike's eyes wavered.
Vania, who knows the future, knows about the 'red flower' that has not yet been solved, and the narcotic plant, Cypraxia.
And today, he says he will fail to steal it.
What this means is one thing.
'I guess in the future, the capital will eventually overflow with it.'
A drug that looks like a beautiful flower.
"Ha."
Nike sighed.
Then Ryan said.
“But don’t worry. I’ll try.”
“...What and how.”
Nike looked at him suspiciously, feeling a bit uneasy, but Ryan smirked and gave him a thumbs-up.
2nd floor of the main building of the mansion.
Guests enter the auction house at 4:30 PM. There's just one hour left.
'Huh?'
Elliot Wassenberg narrowed his eyes and looked at the approaching face.
“Oh, bro! You’re here? Long time no see!”
Elliot's thought process paused for a moment.
‘...Ryan?’
Yes, it's Ryan.
How did he get here?
It is still a time when even nobles with invitations cannot enter.
Since it was an auction that had to be conducted secretly, the security staff was minimal, but they were all skilled people.
'Did you come in after beating them all up?'
Scratch scratch.
Elliot sighed and scratched his cheek, feeling embarrassed.
"If you're here at this hour, is it because of the auction? Oh, where did that come from again?"
He thinks they need to change the members of the Black Club.
Well, let's think about that later. Then why did Ryan come to the auction house?
When he thinks about the last time they met in Rome, he freed all the slaves he was going to hand over to Gabriel...
'Are you here to disturb me?'
What kind of package is this?
Elliot kept tilting his head as he watched Ryan approach.
"Who is this!"
“Stop!”
As Ryan closed the distance, the two guards next to Elliot stopped him.
Elliot stopped him.
“Hey, yes. Get out of the way.”
Elliot, his hands stuffed deep into one of his trouser pockets, left his escorts behind.
“How did you get in here?”
"Afoot."
“...”
Are you kidding?
“Why did you come?”
“Come see my brother’s face.”
"Why now? I'm working? Are you here to disturb your brother?"
"Oh, why me? Do I have to be a brat? I came here to see you, brother, honestly. I have something to tell you."
“What do you have to say?”
Ryan waved at one of the guards standing next to Elliot.
“..?”
Elliot poked the bewildered escort in the waist.
“Go ahead.”
Let's see what they're up to.
The escort approached, hesitantly taking up a defensive stance. Ryan was unarmed.
He just lightly placed his hand on the escort's shoulder.
Instant Death
The escort collapsed on the ground.
Elliot stared blankly at the fallen escort.
1 second, 2 seconds, 3 seconds...
After assessing the situation, he immediately raised his head and said.
“Ryan, just a moment.”
“Vania.”
As Ryan knelt down and was about to open the secret passage door, Nike asked.
Ryan looked back and said.
“That child is one with me, you know.”
"Ha..."
“Let’s go!”
“Please go back. I’m enough on my own.”
“But you came here to use the secret passage I told you about? Don’t you have to pay a fee to use it?”
“...”
Ryan deliberately chuckled, talking nonsense. As he opened the door without thinking, he heard Nike sigh behind him.
A secret passage was discovered by chance during a preliminary survey.
Outside the backyard fence, there was a wooden door in the ground.
It had been so long since I had used it that dirt and weeds covered it in a mess, so I almost passed it by without noticing it.
Anyway, open the door, fix the rope, and go down.
Ryan first.
As Nike followed in and closed the door, pitch-black darkness fell.
I only share Ryan's sight and hearing, so I can't see anything.
Bam.
I heard footsteps coming down.
“Be careful, it’s dark...”
Before Nike could finish his worried words, Ryan pulled the light out of his arms.
The surroundings became brighter. Brighter.
Nike looked at what Ryan was holding in his hand with surprised eyes.
A cylindrical magical tool that is convenient to carry in the palm of his hand.
There is a yellow magic stone at the end.
“Haha, Your Highness. Your eyes look like those of a caveman who has just seen fire for the first time.”
“...”
Ryan chuckled and took out another identical item from his arms.
"I'll give you one for free. It's an invention made by my genius brother, Revan. It hasn't been distributed yet, so please be careful not to leak it."
Ryan put the magic tool upside down into the holster attached to the front of Nike's assassin's uniform.
When the magic stone is covered, the light is completely blocked.
“When not in use, always put it in your pocket or somewhere to block the light.”
“...I will gratefully accept it.”
Nike nodded quickly.
It is indeed a coveted magic tool.
Anyway, back to cleaning up the mess!
Ryan looks around the area illuminated by his magic tool.
This is an underground storage room inside a mansion that was once closed and is no longer in use.
The broken shelves were covered in cobwebs and dusty, giving off a musty smell.
And over there.
You can see a completely shattered wooden door.
'I remember when I first came here.'
It's a sealed warehouse that no one can see is being used, so it'll be difficult to get to the main building we want. It's a waste of time!
...I thought so.
“The road is made.”
Ryan solemnly declared as if he were a sage, then suddenly smashed the wooden door he'd spotted in the corner.
What on earth did you know, and why did you destroy it?
The beast's senses are crazy.
“Come in.”
“Open your mouth.”
“Yes?”
Then, suddenly, Nike grabbed Ryan and pulled down his mask.
As Ryan opened his mouth in confusion and said, “Ah,” Nike put something in his mouth.
“Swallow.”
Gulp.
Nike chuckled as if he was dumbfounded at Ryan swallowing it right away.
“If it were poison, you just died once.”
“Is it poison?!”
“No, anesthesia.”
Nike went ahead and spoke.
"You'll become numb to pain. Hopefully, that won't happen, but you might run into Elliot Wassenberg."
"Aha!"
Ryan and I both understood right away.
It seemed like he was preparing for when Elliot would catch him and burn him.
“You’re so thoughtful. I’m sure Vania will fall in love with you...!”
The Eye of the Mirror - The Book of Sound
[Oh, stop talking nonsense!]
Ryan chuckled. Nike simply ignored his squeal and quickly stepped into the hallway.
Exit visible on the ceiling.
Nike throws the rope, grabs it, climbs up, and carefully pushes open the old door.
Cleaning up the mess, he moved swiftly and efficiently, like water in a stagnant pool.
Under the moonlight of dawn, the surroundings are quiet, not a single mouse in sight.
Infiltration... so easy!
Now, let's clean up our second son, Elliot's poop!
***
There is no poop.
Ryan licked his lips and scratched his cheek.
This is the basement of the second floor of the main building.
As Nike had told us, it was good that the security force was kept to a minimum and that infiltration and movement were easy.
But it was in vain.
Because the second-floor basement, where the slaves were expected to be kept, was empty.
“You said you were going to be here?”
Ryan looked back at Nike and grumbled.
"Yes. There's no other place to confine someone."
“Haven’t they moved yet?”
"No way. There's less than two hours left until the auction starts."
“Then Your Highness, you have misunderstood.”
"No, I didn't misunderstand. There's no human auction today. I expected that."
Nike, who was looking around the cold basement, spoke to Ryan.
“Go back.”
"Yes?"
"If there were people I needed to free, it would have been better for you and me, rather than just me, but there aren't any. Now, you have nothing left to do. Go back."
“What about the Prince?”
“I’ll go and look around the main building a bit more just in case.”
“...?”
Ryan was puzzled, but Vania sent a message.
[What do you mean you expected there would be no human auctions?]
Ryan, who had been mumbling over Vania's question, muttered quietly.
“...There’s no need to focus on buying and selling people today. There must be more valuable and important auction items, right?”
Nike paused at those words. Ryan, seeing his reaction, nodded.
"Bingo!"
“Go back.”
"Why don't we share information like this between people on the same side? What are you looking for today? Let me hear it."
"You don't need to know. It's not even certain. Besides, the ground floor of the main building is dangerous. Two people can't go there."
That makes sense. Elliot and his entourage are currently on the ground floor of the main building.
Whatever's up there, if you're going to sneak in and check it out, one is better than two.
And that one person should be Nike, who is a career member and can immediately cast <Poem of Retrograde>, so he can only move through safe routes.
“Yes! Then take care.”
Ryan, who quickly assessed the situation, was about to leave.
[Dad, wait a minute.]
Vania stopped.
[Could you please ask him if that person is looking for a red flower?]
“Vania asked me to ask if what you were looking for was a red flower.”
When Ryan turned around and asked, Nike's eyes widened.
“Is that right?”
A moment of silence.
Vania muttered to herself.
[Oh my goodness. That was it. It was just now coming in and spreading...]
“What is that?”
[Dad, we have to do this. Tell the Prince.]
Ryan turned back and stood in front of Nike.
And then, after hearing Vania's voice, his eyes became slightly surprised, and he said.
“Um... Your Highness can’t find that red flower today.”
"What?"
“Well, people can’t always be perfect. Don’t be discouraged.”
Nike's eyes wavered.
Vania, who knows the future, knows about the 'red flower' that has not yet been solved, and the narcotic plant, Cypraxia.
And today, he says he will fail to steal it.
What this means is one thing.
'I guess in the future, the capital will eventually overflow with it.'
A drug that looks like a beautiful flower.
"Ha."
Nike sighed.
Then Ryan said.
“But don’t worry. I’ll try.”
“...What and how.”
Nike looked at him suspiciously, feeling a bit uneasy, but Ryan smirked and gave him a thumbs-up.
"Don't know my style? I'll just ram right in!"
***
2nd floor of the main building of the mansion.
Guests enter the auction house at 4:30 PM. There's just one hour left.
'Huh?'
Elliot Wassenberg narrowed his eyes and looked at the approaching face.
“Oh, bro! You’re here? Long time no see!”
Elliot's thought process paused for a moment.
‘...Ryan?’
Yes, it's Ryan.
How did he get here?
It is still a time when even nobles with invitations cannot enter.
Since it was an auction that had to be conducted secretly, the security staff was minimal, but they were all skilled people.
'Did you come in after beating them all up?'
Scratch scratch.
Elliot sighed and scratched his cheek, feeling embarrassed.
"If you're here at this hour, is it because of the auction? Oh, where did that come from again?"
He thinks they need to change the members of the Black Club.
Well, let's think about that later. Then why did Ryan come to the auction house?
When he thinks about the last time they met in Rome, he freed all the slaves he was going to hand over to Gabriel...
'Are you here to disturb me?'
What kind of package is this?
Elliot kept tilting his head as he watched Ryan approach.
"Who is this!"
“Stop!”
As Ryan closed the distance, the two guards next to Elliot stopped him.
Elliot stopped him.
“Hey, yes. Get out of the way.”
Elliot, his hands stuffed deep into one of his trouser pockets, left his escorts behind.
“How did you get in here?”
"Afoot."
“...”
Are you kidding?
“Why did you come?”
“Come see my brother’s face.”
"Why now? I'm working? Are you here to disturb your brother?"
"Oh, why me? Do I have to be a brat? I came here to see you, brother, honestly. I have something to tell you."
“What do you have to say?”
Ryan waved at one of the guards standing next to Elliot.
“First, come over here for a moment.”
Elliot poked the bewildered escort in the waist.
“Go ahead.”
Let's see what they're up to.
The escort approached, hesitantly taking up a defensive stance. Ryan was unarmed.
He just lightly placed his hand on the escort's shoulder.
Instant Death
The escort collapsed on the ground.
Elliot stared blankly at the fallen escort.
1 second, 2 seconds, 3 seconds...
After assessing the situation, he immediately raised his head and said.
“Ryan, just a moment.”
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