Chapter 266

Episode 266: If it exists (4)

I first took a breather after leaving Mannhafeld, a city I had barely arrived at.

I was walking down the street with my camouflage skill turned off, hoping to catch a demon—the goal was not me, but the guy who appeared on that street—and when I ran into the dispatched punitive force, I was really cold... It

wasn’t a bad thing because I activated my camouflage skill before they saw me. Otherwise, I would have been immediately wanted. It was also the case that they misunderstood my demon energy as belonging to the demon they were previously tracking.

I couldn’t help but feel truly fortunate.

“But I guess it’s okay since I came...”

I adjusted my glasses, feeling the unfamiliar yet familiar weight of them. Grumbling. Her half-tied hair (wig) and cape swayed in the blowing wind.

“Ahh.”

But the wind wasn’t necessarily good. This is because it becomes very difficult if the hairline is revealed.

My hand hurriedly pressed the area around the bangs and top of the head. I felt a few pins between the gloves I couldn’t take off and my scalp.

“next!”

Meanwhile, the person right in front of me entered the checkpoint. I thought it was a city adjacent to a demon station, so a priest standing with a guard caught my eye. If a guard inspects a person’s identity or safety, his role was to censor uncleanness.

“I don’t sense any uncleanness.”

“good. next!”

How many times have you had work in other cities? The priest searched the luggage very meticulously and did not hesitate to expose people to divine power if he felt suspicious. I swallowed all my saliva.

“next!”

However, being too scared here will only make you look suspicious.

I walked forward, holding the strap of my bag tightly with both hands. In order to differentiate himself from the devil knight who walks proudly everywhere, his back and shoulders are deliberately hunched—but not to the point of being unnatural. I just did it at the level of an ordinary person who bought it crookedly—I made it.

“...He’s pretty tall.”

“Is that okay?”

Luckily, a guard with a good personality was assigned to me.

So I closed the corners of my eyes as sadly as possible. Because I knew that my height and physique were very rare among middle-class people, my acting became more desperate.

“Where are you from?”

“I’m coming from Schbrücken.”

“What is the reason for your visit?”

“I heard there is a knight school here...”

Separately, when I answer these small questions, I always think of the immigration office at the airport....

I answered sincerely, using the skills I had honed while passing through several castles. There were times when I felt dizzy due to the more rigorous interrogation than in other cities, but overall, the screening proceeded smoothly.

I was very fortunate that this was not a world where people’s identities were properly registered. There were times when I wondered if it was okay to do this because it was so sloppy.

“hand.”

At that time, someone who was just watching everyone from the corner of the checkpoint approached. The authority to make the guards act more quickly with a single statement of full plate and sword. Perhaps it was a knight.

“Take off your gloves and show your hands.”

But why did such an article attract my attention? I swallowed my desire to cry and took off my gloves. Thanks to the camouflage skill, white skin was revealed.

“It’s the hand holding the sword. “That too for a very long time.”

However, just because my skin became whiter, the calluses on my hands did not disappear.

Between the index finger and thumb and the palm of the hand. The characteristic calluses and scars engraved on various parts of my hands gave a glimpse of my life... no, the life of a demon knight. It was a part that could not be covered or hidden.

The driver’s eyes and mine met.

“Is there anything else you want to say?”

“...I have given all the answers I could.”

But we cannot give in to this. I quietly took out my glasses with my right hand and wiped the dust off them.

Even this turns out to have come in contact with my hand, that is, my skin, so my eyes are still green. I was certain because the knight’s blue eyes reflected mine and glowed turquoise.

“Is it true that you just came to see it?”

“Uhm... I think there’s some misunderstanding.”

But why is this person really suspicious of me? What’s strange about a guy who looks like he’s had a few years of experience coming to see the knight school?

...Oh, is it just because hiding the force itself is suspicious?

“They say I’ve been holding the sword for a long time...”

Then, you can destroy the foundation of that doubt. With that thought in mind, I put my glasses back on. The magical power circulated within the body several times and then flowed back.

“It’s not like I can swing a sword even now.”

Ah, long live the magical backflow!

I coughed up blood and laughed as pitifully as I could. The knight, who was carefully moving his hand to the hilt of his sword, seemed to have sensed my magical power and was taken aback. The soldier in the back was the same as the priest who was sending someone else to be examined.

“What about that?”

The moment I laid eyes on the Chechevator Knight School, I was a little surprised. I thought it was at most the size of a middle or high school building, but it was bigger than I thought.

Or maybe it looks bigger because the wall and building are built so close together. Normally, we build in the order of fence, playground, and building, but this time, the playground is not shown at all.

“Would you like to have one too, young man?”

“Oh, please give me one pickled vegetable.”

I looked around the huge school that was built in conjunction with the castle—in some ways it looked more like a barracks—and bought some snacks at a stand in front of it. It was a bread with the inside of the bread hollowed out and filled with pickled fruits and vegetables.

Wasak.

Oh, it’s a little sour. When I took a bite, I physiologically squinted at the sour taste that came up. Not having to force myself to hold on brought me small happiness. The sweet taste that follows the sour taste pleases the tongue and inflates the size of the happiness.

Hehe, it’s delicious.

“Young man, you are eating well.”

“It’s so delicious.”

“Sure! “If this place doesn’t taste good, it’s ruined.”

“is it so?”

I don’t think it will go bankrupt easily, even if it’s because of customers coming to see the knight school. The stall owner waved his hand at the look in my eyes.

“Soldiers and knights buy more than tourists.”

“Ah...”

Well, it’s here in front of the school. If it’s not delicious, the main customer base won’t come.

“The building is very big.”

I quickly ate one loaf of bread and bought a new one, talking to him subtly. Maybe it was because it was an odd time for customers to come, but the store owner also said it was good.

“There is also a soldier training center there.”

“aha.”

“So the young man is also interested in that?”

“...It’s not like I’m not interested.”

“I see. But now the recruitment period is over... so we’ll have to wait a bit.”

“If I wait, will a seat become available?”

“It depends on how many demons come in.”

devil? I tried to guess what it had to do with the word that appeared out of nowhere. When someone dies, there is bound to be a void. It was half a beat later that enlightenment came.

“...okay.”

“But soldier positions often become available... If you’re thinking about settling down, give it a try. Wherever I ate or what I did for a living. “It’s a city that grants citizenship if you survive as a soldier for more than five years without getting into an accident.”

What should I say? As expected, it is a city adjacent to Ma Station. The fact that many people were dying was clearly visible from the system and the way people spoke.

“If you want to become a knight and not a soldier, there is no need to wait... Instead, it costs a lot of money.”

Meanwhile, the owner continued speaking more and more. A glance. His gaze moved to my ear and then fell immediately.

“what. It doesn’t seem like there will be a shortage of money, but...”

“...?”

“If you feel like it’s not enough, go see Knight Walter. They often support young people who have talent but cannot afford to go to school. Of course, he also has his own standards and does not accept everything...”

“There is such a great person.”

“You are a great person. Well... people like me don’t really understand how you can make something like that a pastime.”

Is it okay to leave the knight school separately and accept it like that? I had some doubts and then brushed it off. It will work because it works.

“It would be difficult to do that given the circumstances... May I ask how long you have been doing business here?”

First of all, I didn’t come here to go to school. My real business is something else.

“It’s been about twenty years, right?”

“It’s a 20-year tradition.”

“It’s even a tradition.”

“Still. “I think he’s the kind of person who rules this place.”

“Hehehehe. “I’m a bit... kind of like that.”

I asked quietly, gently scraping the outside of the bread I was holding with my thumbnail. Is it because I was praised earlier? The store owner has a pretty good expression and seems like he will answer whatever I ask.

“But if you’ve been here for twenty years... you probably know a lot about what happened in this city, right?”

“Do you know enough?”

Then I guess I should seize that opportunity right away.

I opened my mouth, tracing the opening video that I couldn’t even remember anymore.

“Speaking of which... have you ever heard of a case where three knights or their entire family died or went missing overnight?”

The voice that was speaking became faint without me realizing it.