After a slow meal, Asillie and I briefly inspected our equipment, then left the mansion and headed for the streets.

We’ve dealt with the nearest slave traders, now it’s time to find our next target. We decided to use the time left until the evening to visit Zicmel.

“Haven’t you really worked hard enough to even open a store in the capital city? I heard it was a nuance that didn’t even come after organizing the original city?”

“At that time, I was able to get over it, but it was a bit remarkable. Even if I confidently say that he became a self-made man, wouldn’t everyone have no choice but to admit it?”

This time, as always, I planned to go alone, but Asilie volunteered to accompany me under the argument that the more you know, the better.

As we headed to the store, Asilie compared the last memory of the capital and the changed parts and talked about it, so it wasn’t boring. As if he had a lot of memories, Asilie told me more than I thought, and in the meantime, he whispered very naturally.

“Well, that’s for sure. They’ve been followed since the mansion.”

“Already? I expected it, but it’s faster than I thought.”

Unlike me, who didn’t notice this time, Assilie seems to have sensed it as soon as we left the mansion. After completing the search so neatly and discreetly that I couldn’t tell when he had checked it, Asilie folded her arms around me and explained the situation.

“Your skills are pretty good. Do you think the provocation you tried against Count Bossa in the morning went well?”

“Are we the only ones watching?”

“Well? The only thing certain is that he had no hesitation in following us.”

Even though it was a provocation that I had hoped for something like this from the beginning, I was a little surprised because I did not expect that he would give orders and act in the short amount of time he entered the courthouse.

“Well, since he has this level of action, he must be plotting a traitor.”

“You’re saying a lot without really thinking about it.”

“It’s going to fail anyway.”

It’s over from the moment it’s already badly connected with me. Even if I can’t stop him from rebellion, I will shake off his head with my own hands as he rejoices over his successful rebellion.

We arrived feeling as if we had walked a long way, as the spirits of the moving walker in Mt. Jeongryeong hadn’t gone away yet.

“Welcome...! Customer! How can I help you!”

The employee who greeted me, perhaps remembering my face, stiffened for a short moment, then quickly regained his composure. If you remember, the story will be easier.

“I really liked the jewelry I bought last time. I stopped by to see if there was anything else like that.”

“Ah. That’s right! The manager is also inside, so I’ll guide you right away!”

Did he even receive instructions from Zikmel to deal with me? The staff led me to the room where Asilie was without hesitation without hesitation.

And Zicmel also greeted me without hesitation.

“Are you here, Eldmia-sama! I’ve been waiting for you because I thought you’d come!”

It was Zicmel who always bowed at a 90 degree angle to say hello, but today I feel ashamed because Asili is here.

“You thought you would come? Why?”

“I heard about it this morning. I heard you completely destroyed the slave trade union?”

It’s probably going to join the ranks of those who are classified as neo-aristocrats. The reason why all of them belong to the younger side is that Count Bossa’s treason is a very long-term plan. I wouldn’t want to spend a lot of money to raise it, but I can’t use it because I’m old.

“Do you know when the last water change was?”

“About a year ago. Since then, I’ve been hired for about three small conflicts.”

It’s a lot of head count, but it’s not so bad luck. You’re saying that not all 40 people are experienced veterans, right?

I even like being a mercenary. If these things were at least an adventurer’s job, I would have had no choice but to leave them alone.

“Does the royal family know about this?”

“Well...well? This was another part that I would have skipped over if I wasn’t interested in it. No matter how much a kingdom is, I can’t figure out every mercenary company. Besides, it’s a small mercenary company that doesn’t even reach a hundred people, right?”

The minimum formation of the kingdom corps was 60 people. If it is less than that, it is regarded as a loss of war function and treated as no troops. If the royal family looked at them with the same thoughts as Zicmel, there is a possibility that they would miss them enough.

Even if I mess around, the only thing I can break is the mercenaries. It takes public force to destroy Count Bossa’s boot camp.

“Ha, I don’t want to see that old man again because he’s so uncomfortable.”

“Yes? Who are you talking about?”

“Duke of Lesrom.”

Waiting until the end of the trial and asking for advice from Sir Ekaf would be a good idea, but... My trust in the royal family is not very good due to the Gieth case.

To put it bluntly, he is similar to Duke Lesrom. In this case too, it would be right to start by looking at the cards you can hold right away.

“No, why would such a person... No. Again, it’s better to just not know.”

You’ve gotten really smart Kilkkipapa is very artistic.

“But where are they now?”

“The last thing I checked was that they had exited through the southern gateway of Riviel, the gateway city to the west. I don’t know where they were heading, but I was able to deduce a few expected points by inferring that they had exited through the south gate.”

Saying so, Sicmel unfolded a map with no details, but with the exact location of the cities, and pointed out the areas painted in red ink.

“But, as I said at the beginning, it’s quite a distance. Even on horseback, it takes three days.”

Naturally, I and Asillie searched for the forest, but unfortunately, I couldn’t find a forest that was connected. It is said that this is the closest thing, but in fact, unless something else happens, this is the last fight, but three days is a bit far.

Giess passed through my mind as I was wondering if there was a way to overcome it.

“...What about the flying dragon?”

“yes?”

“How long will the dragon take?”

Zicmel scratched his cheek with a bewildered expression on my nonchalant question.

“Wouldn’t it fly away in half a day?”

You’re here now. I can’t even fuck you.

God exists. really.