After my pseudonym was revealed, Taj did exactly as she said and guided us with all caution erased.
The soldiers who could be called his party were more surprised than we were because of the change in response so obvious. As soon as they got out of the alley, they were waiting for us as if they were on purpose, and as soon as they saw Taji, who showed up a little late and was shoulder to shoulder with me, they launched countless hooks over their heads.
But what was even more surprising was what happened next. Even those who wondered what this was all about, their reactions changed as soon as Taji introduced me as the saint of retribution.
There were also those who had doubts, but they were resolved in the Carl Kansi line. It didn’t take long for the reaction and attitude of the soldiers to change to infinite favor like Taj, thanks to someone who recognized Carl Kansi accurately, not just from rumors.
Suddenly, the situation went very smoothly, but I, the person in charge, was a bit uncomfortable due to the excessive attention. I wanted to stand out as little as possible, but I couldn’t imagine that it would become noisy in this form.
“Of course, at the time, the guest did it quite flamboyantly, but... it’s already been so long that rumors like this have spread. I’ve been busy, so I didn’t notice it at all.”
It wasn’t until I heard the muttering of Carl Kansi, who was just as perplexed as I was, that I realized that a lot of time had passed since I entered the Demonic Territory. I thought I wouldn’t be able to go back soon, but it’s already been two months, and flying all the way west because of the oak gate was really rehearsal.
As I thought about that, I suddenly became curious about how the war would unfold after pushing the front line once, aiming for a time when the attention around me was moderately distracted, and asked Carl Kansi a question.
“Come to think of it, are there any new rumors about the wire?”
“It’s a bit ambiguous after the Sacred Punishment. I feel like I’m controlling information.”
The answer continued as if to prove that he hadn’t just stayed still while he was away from me.
Certainly, from the perspective of the Demon King’s army, it was a major incident that was never good, so there would be plenty of possibilities to control the spread of word of mouth. How well it works is another matter, but it’s better than doing nothing. The moment he was about to commit to the next one, thinking ‘Karl Kansi isn’t even a professional intelligence dealer, so there’s nothing we can do about it.’
“You are indeed a pioneer. I heard that few people even notice that information is blocked because they put so much effort into covering their mouths.”
After learning my true identity, Taji, who hadn’t lost his interest even for a second, intervened.
“...Taj-sama, you seem to have heard otherwise.”
It was an attitude that was becoming burdensome now, but it was hard to hear his reaction because it was from someone who knew something.
“That’s right. Whether or not it’s really a ‘divine punishment’ was a pretty important issue for us. The Count did his best by asking around and scattering money in various ways.”
“It sounds like something important, but can you just tell me?”
“Even if I don’t tell you, my count will tell you anyway?
After listening to Carl Kansi’s words and questioning while holding on to the consciousness of Taji, who was about to fall into serious trouble, he too looked around. And he clicked his tongue briefly.
“It must have appeared again. I’m sorry, but I’ll leave it to the soldiers to guide you. Usually they appear one by one, but sometimes several appear out of nowhere.”
There was no need to ask what had appeared. Because there was such an eye. Instead, he cut off his words to give instructions to the soldiers and quickly opened his mouth.
“We will be with you. It will help.”
“...Um, I’d like to decline... but I’m really sorry about us right now. Will it be okay?”
I don’t know if it’s because of the footprints left by the saint of retribution, Lavisher, but he earnestly asked for help from me, who must have looked like an ordinary human. It was clear that such a reaction was not typical, as the other soldiers noticed and hesitated.
“I fought the guys I encountered in Rengi.”
“And being alive means it’s a very valuable force for us. Thank you. I’ll tell the count later and make sure to pay him back.”
The image of Taji making quick decisions without hesitation was quite likable. He told me to come with the soldiers and ran at a speed that was unbelievable for a prosthetic limb.
“Guest. How did you feel about the presence of the soldiers earlier?”
Since the soldiers are obviously demons, they naturally slowed down and took advantage of the opportunity to stand in the back. Carl Kansi asked a question.
“Rather, I wanted to ask. You really didn’t feel anything?”
“Uh. I didn’t feel it at all. To be honest, it was hard to pay attention after hearing what the customer said. The distance was considerable.”
Could this have anything to do with hemolysis? That’s the only reason that comes to mind right now.
When I frowned and looked at the surroundings, Carl Kansi also realized what I was thinking and said, ‘Dragon blood is too variable. Take care of your body condition.’
Following his advice, I arrived at a large plaza where I could see ‘what used to be’ a fountain, focusing on changes in my senses and body.
Unless Leitor is a city of those who consider waste of water to be a virtue, the destruction of that fountain must have been recent. What came into my eyes as I looked away from the overflowing water with the momentum to wet the whole area was the appearance of a foreign land confronting several corpses, injured people, and two eroded bodies.
Taji and the other soldiers were already in the middle of a serious battle as they arrived late, but Carl Kansi and I who saw the scene tilted our heads at the same time and said reflexively without anyone saying anything first.
“Is it slow?”
“Are you weak?”
It definitely looks similar to the Unlucky Hulk I know, but their movements and the power to hit the floor were very different from what I remembered.