59 9. The Darkness of Hardenturm

This was the first time Larsia had visited Hardenturm.

But that doesn't change anything. As long as humans are human.

First, listen to the conversation around some taverns.

Most of it was unrelated and beneficial, but by sundown Larsia had left the store and moved.

In the deepest part of Hardenthurm, there are liquor stores, whorehouses and casinos open until late at night.

Without hesitation on its back street, Larsia proceeded and knocked on the door at the back door of one of the taverns.

What came out of it was a bald-headed big man with no one ear.

Though turning an astonishing glance at Larsia, who can only be seen by children, he led them underground as soon as they grabbed the gold coin.

It was a casino.

Nor is that recognised by Hardenturm's council, illegal.

I mean, it's Larsia's destination.

As I said in my introduction to Akane, a bandit (Rogue) cannot be named without being able to gather this much information.

At short notice, he moved around the whole thing in an unfamiliar manner, eventually settling his hips on the table of cards. In fact, Larsia had too high a chair position and had a hard time sitting down.

Seeing Larsia like that, the dealer would have thought of the other guests present.

The duck is here.

Knowing no such thoughts, Larsia economically piles about 10 gold coins on hand.

"Force align, are you sure?

"Yeah. Nice to meet you."

In the Brewers, a common card game.

The details are different, but the image is close when it comes to aligning the roles of mahjong with the cards...

Dealers hand out their first hand notes to participants, including themselves, and exchange cards silently until the roles are complete.

"Oh, here you go."

The first person to raise his voice of joy in that game was Larsia, or should I say as a guide.

"It's up, isn't it? Double Dragon"

Larsia's bills, spread out over the field, contained several sets of bills imprinted with red dragons (red dragons) and golden dragons (gold dragons).

"Ahhh..."

Sigh leaking from nobody.

The stakes flow to Larsia.

The participants, including the dealer, switched heads about once, wondering if it was a Beginner's Rack.

Force alignment is popular, but the element of luck is a big game, as I metaphorically said to Mahjong.

So there's no way we can keep winning.

- If it's normal.

"Hey, you're twisted!

Of course, Larsia was not normal.

Replacement of mountain bills to replace cards. Use the dexterity and speed of your hand to win with squid sama no one will find out.

From Larsia, both the dealer and the other participants are equally just Guided Yamako.

Ultimately, he took a seat where he added about a hundred gold coins.

On leaving, innocence - I can't say more generally than being in a place like this - I also remember to throw in gold coins, although only feelings, in the nostalgia of the attendant, who is a victim.

For Larsia, to the extent that it was a bit lucrative, it was not an amount that the store could have seen.

It's not a rare story.

The fact that a man who has won too much hurts on his way home and pretends to win, etc.

"Well, it depends."

Larsia, clapping her hands and dusting, looks down at the gorots rolling under her feet and laughs invincibly.

Exactly, they were bad.

Larsia, a famous bowman and user of the theoretical spell, can do anything with her bare hands, such as her opponent to such an extent that she has grown hair on such a golo.

Totally unexpected, Gorotsuki, who fell and lay on the ground, had a full body taste of irrationality.

"Ku...... Is that Grim Di's move?

"It's not like that. In that sense, you might be on your side."

"Don't be ridiculous."

"Well, fine. In the meantime, let me show you to your boss."

Naïve.

Grabbing and causing the collar of a man under his feet with an innocent smile without any shards of evil.

"Bedtime."

"Which one are you talking about? I don't think you're the only one with a mouth. How's it going around there?

The cold feel of steel presses into the ears of that big man who put Larsia through the casino.

When, were you taking out the dagger? Why didn't you use it from the beginning?

The doubts are endless.

But there are things that are clear.

"... ok. Guide. Follow me."

That's the fact that it's impossible to beat a single grassland race (Magner) like this one, even if all the people in the organization are bundled.

It's been a week since Larsia came to Hardenturm.

I don't even know the big news that Yut, Valtrude and Acorn might be announced as fiancées, except that this meadow race that has moved on to the mission...

"Brother, we've finally found Grim Di's gangster."

- It had become a face that united the society behind Hardenturm.

headquarters of the organization.

In a room present in the basement of a certain whorehouse, Larsia received the reward.

Luxuriously decorated, the throne is dedicated to Larsia.

One hand of wine made in the elves and shipped only in small quantities, look through the report. You just look like a complete villain. Though the last line did not yet seem to have been crossed around not letting the women of the meadow race be samurai.

"Them. He was a runner from the king's capital."

"It doesn't make sense, people, colossus, anything."

"Hmm. I see. Of course I couldn't find it."

Larsia, who mastered the organization, made the integration of a number of criminal organizations that coincided with the Solemnity of Discipline, and was at the top of it.

But it is only a means to an end.

Crush organizations of poor nature, which leap in the society behind Hardenturm.

That's the request from Yut.

If Yut had seen this sight, he would have held his head saying to pick off suspicious tissue and no one had told him to unite the world at night.

And it wasn't such a distant future that it became a reality.

"You've thought about using the ship as your home base."

Grim Di, a criminal organization that has flown from Wang Du.

That was Larsia's target.

I do not know for any reason why I have entered Hardenturm from the Wang capital, but I have dyed my hands in all kinds of crimes in this short period of time, including break-ins into the Chamber of Commerce, robberies, kidnappings, human trafficking, etc.

Something cute, like an illegal casino.

It seemed that the reason I moved so flashly and couldn't reach the pursuit was because the base was not on land, but on the sea.

Repeated sailing and returning to port would be suspicious, but if you want port officials to hold the money, you just have to take it hostage and threaten it.

"Well, I'll be there."

"Wait for me, brother!

"Why don't you take us too!

"No, I can't. I'll get in the way."

"Oh no..."

"You just have to shut up and wait for me to come home."

In what can be described as a harsh tone, Larsia follows his throne.

"No, can't you just shut up?"

"Brother?"

"Now wait for the good news while you make a scene."

Without even looking back, I take something out of my nose and throw it behind my back.

Like a wipe bag. When it fell to the floor, dozens of gold coins came out of my mouth.

"Take care!

Larsia leaves the basement with the chanting of her children on her back.

The figure would soon have been lost sight of the crowd and the darkness, even if someone was tailing him.

That hasn't changed since we infiltrated the interior of our destination, the Carrack ship.

In the midst of a merchant ship that is a safe haven for enemy organizations, he went for the bottom first, hiding in the shadows, or sticking to the ceiling and overwatching.

If Valtrude or Exile were with us, they would have gotten in from the front.

As far as that part was concerned, Yut's judgment was the right material.

Larsia naturally gets to the bottom of the ship without a drop of blood.

And I saw ugly things there.

"Ugh..."

"Oh......"

Numerous groans.

The smell is also terrible, and the air mixed with the smell of Iso and unclean body odor and something else is hard to exhaust to the brush tongue.

"Oh man..."

To its source are men and women connected like slaves. Twenty people won't let go.

"You licked me and Yut."

Nature and anger gush.

But Larsia was calm.

Even in terrible conditions, we find that there are no victims in danger of their lives. No, we turn our heels back to the cabin.

First, slap your head.

So if you don't surrender, let's finish it one by one without showing up.

With such a rough plan, he reached the most luxurious cabin with the same covert actions as when he headed to the bottom of the ship.

And the crime that leaks through the door.

"Ha, ha. Die! Die! Die!"

Like crazy.

No, actually a crazy scream.

At the same time, I hear dull noises.

"That's it!

I also forgot to check the trap, and Larsia jumps into the room in a hurry.

The misery that spreads there was, however, something different from what I had imagined.

A man with plenty of fat hair sparse is waving down something like a stick and slamming it on a pathetic victim.

"Dead! Of course you do! Kill him and he dies! Haha, hahahahahaha!

However, it is not man who is being beaten.

Scattered on the floor of the cabin were the remains of livestock such as chickens, pigs and goats. All of them do not say head, but body, and are scattered with blood, flesh and bones.

"Then what was that non-dying human being! It's so exciting!"

Completely, the mental equilibrium was out.

That doesn't even realize Larsia came in. Or even if you realize it, it's obvious from your inadvertent immersion in your own actions.

If you stop by and take a closer look, there's plenty of fat around your belly, but its face is different.

He made it look like a skeleton, and only his eyes glowed slightly.

He may have once been the face of the back society, but there is no shadow to see.

"That sounds like a lot of things I can't do..."

Larsia back from self-loss crushes with a bitter look.

It's just a big deal to have this look on this meadow species, but no one can be proud of anyone.

"Expect other decent people"

A silver light straddled the dim room.

"Kahu."

Making strange noises, Grim Di's leader leans heavily against him.

It's like showing off a knife growing out of your throat.

How to make a noise and fall down, for a while there was a sound of air leaking out of the hippocampus, but eventually it also stops.

After seeing it through, Larsia started searching the room.

"Even so, he was eaten to death by an undead human being."

In doing so, I recall what the man said earlier.

If it's outdoors (Wildanes) or labyrinths (dungeons), there's no time for such monsters. But if it's a city, it's a different story.

"I wonder if that's what you mean by being chased and coming from Sejour to Hardenturm"

Larsia mouths a speculation that resembles certainty as she looks at the letter she wrote where it was still decent.

The arrival of dragons in one place may chase the land, and tribes of goblins and oaks may flow to another region.

So who is Grim Di, who was operating in the Wang capital, who was driven until the chief went insane...?

"Yut...... This could be pretty deep..."

Cheerful meadow species quiver their bodies.

Once confronted, "The Book of Nothingness" (Kaios Evil). Similar, Larsia felt the creeps...