Chapter 120

despair. fear. chaos. sadness. unrest.

Unlike his body, which couldn’t stand the surge of all sorts of negative emotions and screamed, Zicmel’s head moved toward the best option to overcome the situation.

“This person!! I know who it is!! He did some shit!”

Seeing Ben swollen with a clear appearance of having been squeezed, Sicmel grasped the situation and flew through the air with a loud cry to protect his spirit and hit Ben with a splendid flying kick.

– Wow!

“Ughhh! Sorry! I’m sorry!!”

Ben, who tried with all his might while trampling on the documents on the desk, hit the flying kick, and Zikmel, who tried flying, fell on the floor amicably. Not only did he kick his subordinates with all his might, but he also stepped on them and jumped on them, making the desk a mess, but Zicmel didn’t regret it at all.

On the contrary, in this situation, Zicmel was confident that it was an ideal choice that took care of both himself and his subordinates. But that wasn’t enough, so Sicmel didn’t even think to get up from his fallen position and shouted, banging his head on the floor with a thump.

“Have you been upbeat all this time! Eldmia Egan-sama!!”

“Right? You know me, right?”

I thought that it was worthwhile to hesitate if I had such a strong reaction, but the fear that manifested what kind of life I have been living so far is very calm.

While sticking out his tongue at that figure, he said, ‘I’ve seen it, but where did I see it?’ Because of Eldmia, who was worried about this, Gicmel’s whole body gave goosebumps.

You shouldn’t hide it.

Even what Eldmia thinks of first can be a risk factor. Zicmel’s intellect and instincts, which had been rolling for years as an informed man, sent the same signal.

At that time, it was already sent to me with both legs broken, so it is clear that there will be no regrets. On the contrary, Zicmel, who had judged that he could be killed by thinking that he was trying to avoid a mistake if he remained halfway silent, teased his tongue in perfect order.

“In Ogwen, I didn’t know the topic and talked about insulting the elf-sama, but I was able to survive because of the mercy of breaking my leg!! Greetings for the first time in a while!! And I’m sorry I couldn’t properly train my subordinates. do!!”

He banged his head on the floor one after another with a bang rather than a thump, but Zicmel didn’t have time to feel the pain.

For him, the second coming of fear, which he had felt for the first time in years, did not give him a chance to feel pain.

“Ah! Did you tell me about that warehouse then?”

“That’s right!”

“Wow, the world is so small. You were in the capital?”

Even though it was really narrow, it was so narrow that it burst open, and if it was safely passed today, Sicmel thought, he would want to pack his things and go to the Empire.

However, considering his reaction as if he didn’t even think he was there, and the fact that he was a member of the stolen property sales team, he didn’t come crashing into the hideout, but rather approached in the form of a customer. After evaluating it, there was unexpected hope.

“Now, thanks to Eldmia Egan-sama, I have gained a new realization, and I am working as an information dealer, keeping a distance from violence! Just hearing the story through Ben and being able to visit quietly like this without destroying everything from the entrance shows my ability as an information dealer. I expect you will need this! This Sikmel! I will do my best to find it, so just leave it to me!!”

“Huh. I don’t know anything else, but I know you’ve become very smart. From talking to grasping the situation, it’s not an easy bet, right?”

“I am proud to say that I am doing well on this floor! I will definitely help!”

Please please don’t just pull out the knife.

“Ah, information. Should I say that it’s not well controlled, or should I say that I keep missing things one by one because I’m in a dirty hurry to hide things that I’ve been hiding meticulously? ”

He muttered, “I probably have it all sorted out here somewhere,” and Zicmel, who skillfully searched through the mountains of documents piled up on other desks, found several pieces of paper and put them down in front of me.

“At first, I thought that Margrave Levien, who had simply visited the Empire, was preparing to prune due to a faction fight with the King’s faction in the House of Nobles because of his sudden success there, but the King’s faction was quiet and the inside of the House of Nobility was noisy. Isn’t it that the young new nobles suddenly become quiet among themselves unexpectedly. Some of the old nobles suddenly distanced themselves from some of the new nobles who got along well.”

The backstreet tramp I made into a half-asshole evolved into an informant for real!

Is it because I’m not familiar with it? How can you talk about such trivial things and feel so professional when you only touch paper?

“Then, this is what I found out. After the Marshal of Levien was devastated by the demon lord’s army several years ago, the Marshal of Levien was unknown at the time. There was a nobleman who put his wealth and manpower into it.”

“You said you searched for things in the past?”

“There’s a lot more gold dust information found in this way than I thought.”

In the document that Zicmel handed over, the personal information of a certain nobleman was written in detail.

“Of course, there would be a legacy from the Marquis of Levien, so I thought so, but I can see the war situation moving secretly like a thief. So the result of digging a little harder... that’s it.”

“Fuck you that you may have even contacted the demons because you didn’t have enough enlisted soldiers to raise dragons in the private loan business, slave market, and frontier?”

“I don’t know how to be very afraid of the law and run wild as if it’s my world, so why am I all shaking?”

Isn’t this a charge of treason that can’t be subtracted? No, but you didn’t know the information that even Zikmel could know... in the kingdom.

“Because he knew this, Duke Lesrom must have reacted like that.”

“Hey, duke?”

“Uh. I was just on the way to meet him. I don’t know if this bastard is that bastard, but I heard about the traitor there.”

“...Oh my God. The Margrave of Levien’s attendant who was stabbed in the temporary detention center. Was that Eldmia-sama?!”

“Wow. That’s really surprising. Did the information come in already? No, the information was so fast, why did you say you didn’t know I was there?”

Isn’t it more strange that the guy who just poured out so much information had no idea that I was in the capital or that I was still active?

“This is because the stories of nobles eventually flow out of their relationships. The more nobles are confined to their homes, the more difficult it is to find out information. Did you even save...?”

“Hey, it’s embarrassing to hear this again in a place like this.”

I was genuinely embarrassed, so even in a serious situation, I laughed out loud.

Aside from that, Zicmel’s gaze at me started to make me dread, and I had to haggle a bit until his men pulled out to clear up the trivial misunderstanding.

I don’t know what’s so timid about a subject with such an insane talent for gathering so much information on his own in just four years or so. In fact, if this is one step twisted, isn’t it on the level of being caught by the tail and getting stabbed and dying?

When I asked that question, the answer that came back was simple.

“In the end, these guys still haven’t found me, but Eldmia-sama is right in front of me right now, isn’t it?”

It’s so true that I have no fucking words to say.

It seems that the effect of faith injection is too good to think about.