Every one of the adventurers' leading families, Bresgarm, is trembling and leaning down.
For one reason. There is an angry lion in front of me.
"Say it again?
With a right back fist released by a brunette little man with quiet questionable words, the wooden walls are shattered and scattered, opening a large hole.
……
I had never seen an angry, minded Akuw or anything like that so far. If you talk about bad things, you're not where you get hurt. Because that was clearly predictable, I was just waiting for the purple-haired youngster - shaking Munk's remarks.
"Yeah? Didn't you hear that? A new recruit who previously left our family was found dead. Apparently, you were being sold off by a slaver. Suddenly he wanted to get out of the family, so I thought it was weird."
Munk flaunts his shoulders and speaks with dignity as to the truth, even the falsehoods that other members would immediately understand.
"Who did it?
"Syllabe Sagami of the Sagami Chamber of Commerce. His real name is Gray Ines Navarro. He's a big dealer in Straheim."
I hear that name, and the right eyebrow of Picun and Akwu jumps.
"That's the name of you and the man who did it. Is that the truth?
"Come on, Akwu, you doubt what my people say? I'm sad. For once, we are bringing here slave traders involved in the trafficking of new arrivals"
As Munk squeaks his jaw, his men bring in one little fat middle-aged man from the back of the room.
"Look, you're going to answer my questions now. Think about it before you answer. Okay?"
A small, fat, middle-aged man who snorts many times in desperate shape.
Munk nodded satisfactorily, removing the monkey that was doing it.
"Forgive me! It was the only way!
"Just answer the questions I asked!"
"Wow, okay."
to a small, fat middle-aged man who nodded well, when Munk loosened his face satisfactorily,
"Who sold Badrak?
Ask for certainty.
"Sagami Chamber of Commerce, Sagami"
The merchant asks Munk's face, but hesitates to speak.
Akuw glimpses a green-haired girl with long side ears,
"Satori!"
"He's not lying."
I responded partially with an emotional eye.
For a moment, there was a roar, and the ground was sinking into concentric circles. Perhaps Akuw slapped the ground with his right leg.
"Keep going."
Munk pulled his jaw small on Akuw's words,
"Who did you buy it from?
"Oh, it's from him"
In the corner of the room, I still point to the little bald head man being monkeyed.
"This guy is one of the backers of the Sagami Chamber of Commerce - Jill. He was a member of the Lunette gang, a member of the Revise family."
When you remove the little bald headed man's ape,
"How did you sell off Badrack?
"Badrak was hired by the Sagami Chamber of Commerce, but it was too unusable. So I let him trade in the smugglers on the back, and he sold them off to the slave traders."
The pruning man mouths blurry.
"Satori!!"
When Akuw was a demon, he asked the green-haired girl in shape,
"A little, annoying, I'm looking at it now. Yeah, he's not lying either."
"That's settled."
to Akwu trying to leave the building,
"Wait."
"Later. I care about you now."
"If you look at that, you'll see. Are you going to report it to the Alliance?
"That's what we are, adventurers."
"It's Bacca. He makes a lot of donations to the guild. The Alliance and Syllabe are Zubuzub. What kind of ears do you have to listen to?"
When Akuw turns his gaze to Satori,
"It's okay, Munk didn't lie either"
"Munk, is that a good idea for you?
"Well, let me take care of everything. There is a badrack at the funeral parlor in this place. Come see me."
If not, Munk hoists the corner of his mouth and gives Akwu a slice of the note.
"Munk, hurry up with that."
Making him so intensely hateful that he seems to burst, Akwu leaves the room.
"Munk, what are you up to?
The remaining green-haired girl - even as Satori turns her gaze to shoot, asks Munk.
"Hey, I shouldn't be lying or lying. You know that best, don't you?
……
Satori was, for the time being, munking,
"Don't bother Akwu any more!
That's all I tell you, I'm going after Akwu.
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"Mr. Munk, how did you fool Satori's sister?
Akwu left and one of the members asked the fearful Munk. Naturally. Lies and lies don't work for Satori. That's a fact everyone knows about members. For the truth-knowing members, Munk's words and actions were a stark lie, and, after all, could not have been deceived.
"Satori only reads the minds of others when Akwu instructs her. So if you guide him appropriately like this, you can fool him easily"
When the members look at each other, they shift their gaze to the skinhead man.
"... hey Munk, let's not do this anymore"
A skinhead man advances that way with a strong eye.
"Huh? Now what are you talking about?
"That's right. Now, if I had reported it to Mr. Akuw and Satori's sister, you and I wouldn't have done this."
"That's right, Mr. Munk, seriously, let's not do this anymore. I'm sure even Mr. Akuw..."
One of my men gives advice to Munk. Munk, in his angry form, turned his face to the skinhead man,
"You, you talked!?"
I showered him with anger.
"Whoa. Finally, you look like you. I'm relieved you're still here a little bit."
"A little, is there any left? What do you mean!?"
"Well, you're unconscious..."
The skinhead man groans lonely.
"So what do you mean!?"
Again, Munk is irritated, his voice absurd, but
"Anyway, we overdid it. You should be responsible for that."
The skinhead man, with such a serious face as to tackle his destiny, affirmed so.
"Are you guys insane? Try that! Akwu's gonna kill me!!"
to Munk, who looks around with glee,
If you don't cover it up and tell me everything, you won't get killed.
That's what a skinhead man affirms.
"You..."
In contrast, Munk distorts his face in a heartfelt discomfort.
"Hey, Munk, let's be honest and go to Akwu for everything. I'm sure we can still go back now."
To the plea of the skinhead man,
"You can do it. Thank you."
Munk shrugged somewhere lonely.
"Well... then the story is fractured.
Unfortunately, from now on, we will go to Akwu and Satori's sister and tell them everything. And all our sins. "
The skinhead men encourage their members and try to walk towards the exit,
"You stupid bastards..."
Munk shrugs so small. At the next moment, part of the head becomes gnarly distorted.
"To?"
That was the last memory of their lives.
Thousands of slices of liquid cut from the munk pierce the skin of all members one after another. Then he peels away his white eyes and makes his body rattle.
"Gu, gu, gu!!
And it becomes upright immovable. That's the same for all the slave traders, Jill and Bresgarm members.
"Now you have become my comrades, both physically and mentally.
You first. Go to the guild and talk like I taught you, then do yourself harm. "
Jill plays the mansion like a sleepwalker.
"You soldiers will work for me."
Munk has no emotions caged in his face and gives specific instructions.
Thus, the biggest and worst incident in Straheim history - the human slime case - moves under a variety of thoughts.