Chapter 275.2

Chapter 275.2

Chapter 275.2. The Declining Cult

-???’s POV-

“Yes, right away.”

The attendant ran off to fetch the alcohol, clearly flustered.

That’s beer, of all things. I sighed again as I examined the shards of the wine bottle, worth hundreds of thousands, from the previous bottle.

No wonder they only served fish dishes as snacks for alcohol; these people were unbelievable.

“I’ve brought it.”

The attendant returned with three bottles of beer and a plate of snacks.

“What’s this?”

I glared at the plate’s contents, causing the attendant to shrink back and stammer. ”

These are blessed Holy Rice Crackers from our High Priest. We’ve only started making them recently...”

“Recently, huh...”

I picked up one of the so-called Holy Rice Crackers. It looked like a hard biscuit or cookie, unappetizingly rigid in appearance.

It would have been better if they had put the cult’s symbol on it, I thought as I bit into it.

“Tastes like nothing. No hint of wheat either.”

“These are a sacred offering from Yggdrasil, meant to be cherished...”

The person who entered was a woman. Her name was Eri, if I remember correctly, a mercenary. She had a rugged appearance, with a disheveled bird’s nest of hair and a leather jacket over jeans, showing no concern for her appearance.

“The boss wants to recruit you. I suppose you plan to run from here, don’t you?”

“They want to recruit me?”

I raised an eyebrow and focused my gaze on Eri.

“Yeah, we can use a top-notch magician. We can even arrange the identity you’re concerned about.”

“So, it’s dwindling on your side too?”

“Yeah, we’ve approached a few others as well.”

The mercenary group had lost nearly 20 percent of its members over the past few years. If mercenaries valued money and life, they were free to run, but it seemed like they had managed to keep it under control.

“...So, you guys plan to escape as well...”

I was interested in the identity and the base. If things got too troublesome, I could just run away.

“Can I assume that you’ll consider our offer favorably? If so, we’d like to ask for your help once you’ve escaped.”

Eri placed a bundle of papers on the table. I picked it up, wondering what it was, and she grinned.

“Well, I suppose that’s fine. I’ll give you a hand if I can get out of here.”

She smiled menacingly and placed the bundle of papers down roughly.

“By the way, I was thinking I should give my thanks to the person who made me grab the fake item.”

The bundle of papers had a photo attached with the words “Assassination Target”.

“Eliminate the entire Aburage Viscounty.”

Seeing the familiar name, Hrungnir took a sip of his beer with an amused expression.