218 – My name is…(3)
[……The expedition period will be greatly shortened, and the Macal Mountains will not become a border. The empire will act for the people first and will not make any more sacrifices than this.]
Hugo caught his eye on a letter from the imperial family.
I feel dizzy. Hugo couldn’t understand what on earth he was thinking when he issued such an absurd official document.
He read the official document several times in case he missed something, but his impressions were consistent with the idea that the empire was giving up rights that had existed for hundreds of years.
Although Hugo is not well-versed in politics and history, over the years the empire has achieved a reign of peace by maintaining borders that protect humanity and earning respect from neighboring countries.
The gist of it was to create a common enemy and at least not cross swords among human beings, but according to the official document that came down, it was a common goal and that they would only pursue their own interests, so Hugo even began to feel a deep sense of despondency.
“Now that they’re going to upset the balance… Even though there was an unfortunate incident involving a terrorist attack at the coronation ceremony, isn’t this a too short-sighted response?”
“is that so?”
“If this happens, I think other princely states or groups may show their teeth towards the empire.”
“Well, I see.”
“Yes, I think it would be better to target them by raising the bounty significantly…”
Hugo did not continue speaking and tilted his head.
“You’re reacting sourly? Well, did I say something wrong?”
“No, I just thought you were thinking of something else.”
Siriel responded, looking back and forth at her fingernails that had just been trimmed.
“I discussed this with my brother on the day of the palace lecture not long ago. Not only my brother but also the Cardinal expressed positive views on this document.”
“hmm…”
“Don’t worry about it. Everyone thinks differently, right?”
Siriel shook her hand and turned her eyes to the documents in place. Recently, she was often with Hugo due to the succession of the Knights, and about 70% of the coordination to prepare for the next expedition fell to Siriel.
“Am I wrong? But that doesn’t mean…”
Hugo stroked his chin and pondered Siriel’s words. I told him not to worry, but since not only Siron but even the Cardinal had the same thoughts, it was difficult to dismiss it as simply having different opinions from the young man.
‘The cardinals are not that much older than me…’
“Oh, don’t worry about it. I’m equally dissatisfied with the emperor’s decision.”
Bang bang – Siriel hit the document with emotion.
The collapse of the hotel where the grand engagement ceremony will be held. I couldn’t show my strong emotions in front of Shiron, so I kept holding back my anger.
The complete annihilation of the barbarians, that’s all Siriel wants now, and no matter how much she knew the emperor’s intentions through Shiron, the frustration did not go away.
But Siriel is no longer a child. As long as she decided to succeed the Knights, knowing that many people’s lives were in her hands, Siriel controlled her anger and focused on the paper bundle.
[Operating statement summary]
[Selling the northern campsite]
[Disposal of cold weather equipment]
[Eastern Gorge Defense]
‘…I have to do my job properly.’
Siriel, who faced her responsibilities properly, was an adult.
*
It is not easy to find one person in a large continent. It is said that it has the power of foreknowledge, which can be said to be fate, so it is not different, so Shiron decided to receive favors from others.
“This, you can’t do this. You can’t let someone who hasn’t been notified beforehand…”
“It’s His Majesty’s edict. Are you going to reject it?”
thud-
After gently pushing away the guard who was trying to stop him, Shiron grabbed the doorknob of a government office and pulled it.
Quad Deuk-
I wondered if it was locked from the inside so I wouldn’t let it in, but I touched it a little and it opened coolly.
“Leave the repair cost to the imperial family.”
Lucia bowed her head to the astonished gatekeeper and followed Siron.
[Ministry of Police]
[1st floor: Patrol Department]
[2nd floor: Ministry of Transportation]
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[7-1st floor: special lease]
‘I was worried that I would get lost as it was my first time coming to this place, but it’s nice that there is a signboard for outside guests.’
Siron waited for Lucia to get on and then pressed the elevator button.
An elevator that goes up to the 7th floor in an instant. The doorbell rang and Siron could see a bald middle-aged man with a mustache.
“W-what business have you brought from the imperial family?”
The middle-aged man seemed nervous, as if he had received a call from below, and continued to break out in a cold sweat.
“There is information I would like to view.”
“What is?”
“It could be an investigation of barbarians who have not yet been arrested. Yes, if possible, it would be better if they were criminals from the same background as ‘Yoru’.”
“If you are talking about Princess Yoru, I will prepare it right away.”
Shiron sat on the nearest sofa, leaving the middle-aged man behind in a huff.
I made eye contact with curious eyes through the wooden screen, but was soon stopped by someone.
Siron looked up at the woman neatly dressed in uniform.
“You were still working.”
“…Do you know me?”
Bertha, a tall black-haired woman, took a step back as if she was startled. Siron, who was apprehensive about the upset reaction, pointed to Lucia sitting next to him.
“Even if I don’t remember, I thought he would remember.”
“Who is this person? Do you know him?”
“Don’t you remember either?”
“No, who is it?”
Lucia questioned, looking at Sirone and Bertha alternately. Have you really forgotten? Even though 10 years had passed, Siron could not help but be disappointed by Lucia’s terrible memory.
“…teacher?”
On the other hand, unlike Lucia, Berta’s mouth gradually opened and trembled, as if her faded memories were becoming clearer.
“Yes, it’s me.”
“Well, you’ve grown so amazingly. You’ve grown so much, haven’t you?”
“You don’t look any different from before. Have you lost some of your breast fat?”
“What are you doing here? A field trip? Or work?”
Is it because it’s really nice to see you after such a long time? Berta gave a shy look that was not appropriate for her age.
“I came here for work.”
“Is that so? Ah! How about having a cup of coffee?”
“The coffee is okay, do you have any plans to go on vacation?”
“No, there isn’t. But why…”
“You, stop working for a while.”
Siron continued his invitation, conscious of the middle-aged man who was panting and carrying a pile of documents.
“If you don’t want to die or become disabled… go on a vacation somewhere far away.”
“…What do you mean? Dying or being maimed…”
Bertha asked Siron, who kept saying things she couldn’t understand.
“I’m telling you because we have old feelings. If you don’t want to die, listen to me.”
Siron patted Bertha’s back and emphasized again.
“If you’re not going to go on vacation, apply for annual leave and stay home.”
“…Even if you say that, it’s the end of the year and I’ve already used up all my annual leave.”
“Then refuse to go outside, such as patrols or dispatched missions. You can use sick leave by feigning illness.”
“Um… teacher? Here’s the information you’re looking for.”
“Wow, thank you for your hard work.”
Siron handed over the pile of documents he had received to Lucia and left the office without looking back.
“Shiron, who is that woman?”
“You really don’t remember? You know that old man. I met him at the entrance to a labyrinth when I was young.”
“I think I remember…”
While Lucia was tilting her head, Siron took out his notebook and looked over the area near the pasture.
Although time had passed and the pages had yellowed, the crooked words written in my childhood remained intact.
[…Berta dies while fighting Yoru in the Capitol.]
‘I told you to stop working, and if you don’t listen, I can catch you first.’
Siron put away his road notebook and picked up the top of the stack of documents.
[Bombhorse Hyde, Seeker Jackal]
[…There were several testimonies of sightings in the Rien commercial district.]
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The first barbarians to kill are these guys.
How annoyed I was by the sudden missions of these bad guys who only choose airships to terrorize.
They deserve to die, and the pile of documents Lucia is holding is a murder list of evil people who don’t mind killing them all.
Siron closed the carriage door after confirming that Lucia was on board.
“Lucia.”
“huh.”
“From now on, I will kill those who deserve to die.”
“…Is killing someone a day or two?”
“Okay, so I believe you can do well.”
“I’m so worried from now on.”
Lucia looked up at Siron and patted her chest. This morning, while leaving the annex, I was warned several times by Siron about what my next steps would be. The content is to find and kill terrorists who are destroying the empire.
“I’m good at killing both demons and people.”
Among them, I heard the name Silea, so I couldn’t say that I didn’t like it, but Lucia shook off her lingering thoughts, thinking that it was cheap even if a person who committed a crime died.
*
“Oooh! Ooooh!”
A dirty back alley in a commercial district. Even though it was broad daylight, there was little sunlight and there were few people, so there was no one to answer the cries.
Sigh-
Siron lifted up the cheek of the struggling jackal. He’s a bad guy who killed several people, but he’s making a fuss because he’s broken in several places.
“Why don’t you answer quickly?”
“Uh oh, oh oh!”
“Hmm… I guess this guy’s jaw is protruding from the way he can’t close his mouth?
“okay?”
Lucia fitted the struggling jackal’s jaw. A clear sound was heard and the jackal exhaled loudly.
“Now, again.”
Siron grabbed the jackal’s hair so as not to hurt its jaws.
“Where are your heads?”
“I don’t know! Me too! I want to talk!”
“…He’s also bad.”
patter-
As soon as Siron’s words fell, the jackal’s neck rolled to the ground. Lucia wiped the blood off her knife, and Siron drew a pen on a pile of documents.
[Bomb Horse Hyde✔ Seeker Jackal✔]
The easiest way to catch a tiger is to enter its den… or,
Leaving a scent to attract tigers.
‘Could it be that they don’t show up even though their compatriots are dying?’
Siron placed a piece of paper with hatched lines on the body.
And the next page you see.
[Yatching of the Nine Snakes]
[Name of the nine snakes✔]
[Simir of the Chain Scythe]
[Simir of the Chain Scythe✔]
[Red Thorn Alex]
[Red Thorn Alex✔]
Rumors spread throughout the empire that a hunt for a wanted man was taking place.