204. Negotiation (1)
As Oliver swung the knife with a light snap, the blade drew a very natural line and cut the chef’s throat.
falling hair.
It wasn’t a very quick attack, but the cook met his end like that.
A very futile end for a person who built a fighter crew alone.
Is that so? The crew of less than three hundred men all looked at Oliver without a word, frozen.
I feel the overwhelming shock and horror.
Oliver looked at their feelings and looked back to the blade in his hand.
A murderous blade made in imitation of a chef.
Looking back, it was something I didn’t like. The effect was excellent due to the characteristics of the material used and the specific image that made use of it, but it was too much.
It was too sharp.
“…and too much.”
Oliver waved his hand as if to shake off something unpleasant, returning the sword to emotion and then brushing it away.
‘Ah, but the promise with Jonathan… Oh, as expected.’
Recalling Oliver’s belated promise with Pinkman, ‘Capturing a human meat cook’s subordinate,’ he looked at the cook and the fat body.
The two corpses, like the auction house raiders, simmered and torn apart. Muscles, flesh, bones, all the organs.
I did it anyway.
As Oliver was about to take out the Big Mouse, wanting to take care of the wreckage, someone approached him and held out a membrane box and a collection tool.
tightened
“Use this if you need it.”
“ah····. thank you.”
Oliver thanked the unexpected help, took the item, and put the broken flesh in the box.
“Sorry, can you give me three more?”
Joe nodded and held up three fingers to the people behind him.
They were watching Joe’s eyes, and when the order was given, they moved briskly and brought the box.
“thank you. I want to keep two of each sample.”
“Why two?”
“I’m going to use one, and I’m thinking of handing the other one over to Pink Man……. I made a promise, and if I can’t keep it, I think it’s polite to pass it on.”
As Oliver was about to finish gathering, a scream was heard from one side.
“Aww!”
Turning his head in the direction of the sound, he saw a fat warlock’s crimson meat hammer and a screaming man beside him.
Perhaps he was trying to touch the hammer, his forearm was bitten and bleeding.
“Shut up…”
“What happened?”
Joe asked as he strode forward. The man supporting the man said in amazement.
“Hey, it was strange, so I looked at it, and a mouth popped out over there and I bit it.”
“Why are you touching me? Is it yours?”
Joe questioned, emitting a distinctive eye glow.
I wondered why he was so angry even though he had no reason to be angry, and I soon realized why.
Joe was looking at Oliver.
In case Oliver is offended, he says something first to prevent things from escalating.
Oliver walked over to Joe saying it was okay.
“Are you any better than that?”
“Yes? ·····yes! yes! it’s okay. It was just a little bit bitten.”
“By the way, did you cut it by touching it?”
“Yeah, I touched my hand without realizing it, but suddenly…”
A man who blurs his tongue. Oliver turned his gaze and approached the speckled crimson hammer.
Following Oliver’s footsteps, the people dispersed.
Oliver approached and looked directly at him. What the man said was true.
Earthworm-like lips that sprouted all over the hammer had teeth that were invisible when fighting.
Even the teeth were closer to that of a carnivore than that of a human, so even a slight bite would cause the flesh to fall off.
‘Is it triggered because someone other than the owner tried to touch it? Some sort of defense? Or are you trying to make up for the broken flesh?’
I thought, checking the torn part of Oliver Hammer.
In order to restore the cook, he sucked in the life force around him and then ripped off the hammer’s flesh.
It may be a recovery method unique to the human meat chef family… Anyway, it was truly unique.
‘But apart from that, it’s probably not an ordinary thing.’
I don’t know much about it, but Oliver was so sure.
The power of the meat hammer is also powerful, but the power to extract life force was also not normal.
Even a widely used item, such as a gluttonous bag, requires skilled skills to craft, not to mention the level of this item I’ve never seen before.
Oliver reached out.
Tap!! Carrack…! right! right! Carrack…!
A hammer that grinds or hits numerous teeth.
While everyone was vigilant, Oliver reached out for his hammer.
Then the numerous mouth teeth that had sprouted from the hammer went back into the gums.
surprised people. With it or not, Oliver continued to examine the hammer.
Both the handle and the head were made of bone and flesh, and you could feel your pulse beating like a living creature.
It was quite heavy, so it would be difficult to lift it without the help of a black suit.
However, on the other hand, the weight balance is quite good… It was full and overflowing enough to be worth researching.
‘But should I take this with me? Can Big Mouse swallow it?’
“Dave.”
“Yes? article?”
“What do you think?”
“First of all, I’m thinking of feeding Big Mouse once. This hammer… seems to be an artificial life form like the gluttonous bag, but I wonder if it can be eaten. Big Mouse can’t eat anything alive.”
“That’s not my question.”
“······?”
“Thanks for saving us from the madman who was trying to turn this place into a battlefield, but honestly, things haven’t changed. How are you going to convince the crime firm of our innocence?”
“ah······.”
“I’m sure it’s not a lie, is it?”
Joe asked with a frown.
“No, I am not lying. It may work, but there is a way I thought of.”
“Can I ask you what?”
“Well·····. May I ask you a question before I answer your question?”
“What?”
“Did you work as a black market security guard? How was it? Wage or treatment?”
***
“You always embarrass me.”
Forest Restaurant on Street 27 in District T.
The boss and broker, Forrest, said as he saw Oliver entering the office with Joe and other members of the Fighter Crew.
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Not sure if it was a lie to say that he was embarrassed, he showed his surprised expression on his face.“Did I make unreasonable demands?”
“Wait a minute. I need a sip.”
Forrest begged Oliver for his pardon, and then took a sip of the drink.
“Well····. Hang on, I’ll need two sips. I can’t calm down.”
After saying that, he drank again and opened his mouth.
“after·····. Can you tell me again what you said?”
“This time, I am talking about the collection of the auction items I was assigned to.”
“Yeah, the gangsters from District Y and the minions of the flesh cook worked together.”
“And one of the meat cooks’ subordinates is none other than the cook. Captain of the Fighter Crew.”
“That was what I was going to talk about today. Rumors have spread.”
“Yes, I heard from Joe today too.”
“From now on, I will explain. I want to know if I understand correctly.”
At Forrest’s suggestion, Oliver gladly handed over the say.
“Hmmm…. Do you think the rumor was spread by the chef?”
“Yes.”
Oliver nodded. Although he was not confident in this speculation, Oliver was convinced.
The chef’s actions, such as preparing for war without denying it, were difficult to explain unless it was intentional.
When he said the same reason, Forrest agreed and nodded his head.
“It’s not a very absurd story. No, it makes more sense than that. I was also suspicious that this was a rumor that spread too suddenly. It doesn’t make sense if you spread it with intentions… Oh man, I was the only one drinking. Would you like a drink, too?”
Forrest regained his composure and asked Joe and the party next to Oliver.
Joe shook his head.
“I want to be as sane as possible.”
“Great.”
Forrest praised Joe and continued the conversation by pouring a drink into his glass.
“What do you think you are aiming for? Why is the chef trying to catch the attention of the crime perm even as he throws away his long-hidden identity and painstaking organization?”
“As I said before, I’m not confident in guessing, but maybe it’s just to draw attention for the real goal.”
Forrest also wondered if he was suspicious.
“People said the Fighter Crew had to relocate their bases because they had a relationship with Sector Y now.”
“It doesn’t make sense. Dave There is a story that the alliance between the Y gangs and the flesh cook’s subordinates was broken because of you… Well then, I guess I’m going to rob you of what you really want.”
“What do you really want?”
“Yeah, there’s no point in doing something like that in this situation other than that. However, I’m curious as to why you’re doing this for what you want. Anyway, I have to tell you this.”
As soon as Forrest hurriedly activated the large communication device and picked up the receiver, Joe lowered the hook switch.
Forrest looked at Joe with a look of displeasure as if he didn’t like the action.
“What are you doing?”
“I have no intention of interrupting my work, but we have a promise. Our safety must come first.”
At the voice of Joe’s determination, Forrest rolled his eyes and looked at Oliver.
When Oliver made a gesture of understanding to take a look, Forrest gently closed his eyes and hung up the phone.
“Please, as soon as possible. I have my job.”
“thank you. Forrest.”
“No. However, I ask you not to touch my communication device arbitrarily again. It’s like covering your mouth while talking… I feel insulted.”
Oliver nodded politely and asked Joe not to do so. Joe nodded immediately and apologized to Forrest again.
“Well, okay… What would you like me to do?”
“I would like to ask you to arrange a seat so that we can resolve the misunderstanding with the crime perm. If the situation is urgent, even after work.”
“Ah, did you say that the Fighter Crew itself wasn’t involved?”
“Yes. Rather, they were threatened to cooperate.”
“Personally, I feel really sorry. But apart from that, there are a few things you overlooked.”
“what is that?”
“First, I really hate to disappoint you, but a crime-firm director is a tycoon. Even when looking at the whole city, not just the afterlife. It drives Landa’s underground economy, and furthermore exerts considerable influence throughout Seland. It’s not something I can create because I want to create a place with them.”
“Isn’t it possible because you are the one who commissioned this mission?”
“Naturally, there was a second reason. My employer isn’t technically a crime firm, but a pink man commissioned by a crime firm… No, it’s Jonathan. That means we are not qualified to discuss work with the crime firm. That’s Jonathan’s territory.”
“Then, to Mr. Jonathan-”
“-That’s the third reason. Pinkman’s name is worth a fair price for the professionalism that he does without asking or arguing about what he is asked to do. You’re very talented, but that doesn’t mean you won’t be able to do this. It is against business policy.”
oh·····. After being refuted three times in a row, Oliver had nothing more to say.
This is how the story will stop from the beginning. I could feel the gaze from behind.
“Well·····. So, is it impossible to contact the crime firm at all?”
I was thinking about going to Murphy and asking if it didn’t work, Forrest answered.
“Strictly speaking, it is not impossible to communicate. I also have a pipeline to get in touch with them. However, in order to write it, there must be an excuse for that. You can’t just write it.”
“Do you want?”
“Yeah, that’s the rule.”
“Well·····. What exactly is an excuse?”
“That’s a broad question. They may be involved in mutual interests, or it may be an excuse to help a crime firm or offer a deal. It’s not just about being bored, it’s a good reason.”
“Then, what if I ask for a seat as a condition of paying off debt?”
“debt? Not possible. So, is it a fair deal? By the way, do you have any crime firm executives in debt to you?”
“I don’t know about the debt, but I unintentionally helped during the raid on the auction house. I said I would give you something you wanted in return, but can’t I just say that I don’t receive it and ask for a place to clear up the misunderstanding?”
“Of course, it is. That’s enough and it’s full. But will it be okay?”
The gentle Forrest was silent as usual, but Oliver, who had worked with him for a year, seemed to know what he was talking about.
It was a story that paid a price that was too absurd. It’s a loss, stop it.
Oliver looked back. The heads of each group of the Fighter Crew, including Joe, stood there.
“Well····. It’s already been promised.”