Chapter 792 – 783 the Port City of Niamad
Upon arriving at the building at the top of the lychee, Hwan-yeon conveys the situation from the inside pocket of the coat.
“No one has gone out yet, no one has visited. After that person took control of the guild, the reputation of the people around him also fell into abyss, and it seems that he threw away all of his business as well.”
“Even going up will cost money. Rather than earning pennies, you just killed time while occupying the building.”
“I’m telling you to go bankrupt.”
“The one who wants to ruin it rather than the one who waits for it to fail.”
The building at the top of the leeche was at a great level even in the eyes of Hwanin.
Built with stone walls on the 4th floor, equipped with a large warehouse and a medium-sized platform, the facility is comparable to a large upper level.
However, the entrance, which should be clean and tidy to welcome clients, is messy and littered with garbage as if it had not been cleaned for months.
The windows made of expensive glass are messy with dust and dirty, and broken windows can be seen everywhere.
= Ah…=
Isha, who had followed her Hwanin, shed a small sigh as she was out of breath at this sight.
Anne, who was attached to her side as her escort and watchdog, glanced at her and asked.
=Did you not know that the baron was in this state?=
=Bo, report to the injured sober man… Because the injured sophomore came to play every time, and said he was doing well…=
= Ha, really. Are you an idiot, Baron? If you are the owner, you should personally check important businesses every day!=
=I didn’t know…=
Looking at Isha, who answered in a small voice as if crying, with her trembling face, Anne licked her lips and turned her head away.
Noble ladies with no business training or special abilities usually feel that way.
It is a trophy for a man who will give birth to a child after marriage and connect family to family.
Walking from the mansion to the upper building, Hwanin, who had been suppressing the soul of the injured lambda and scratching out information such as the double ledger and the location of the hidden slush fund, Hwanin looked back at his girlfriends and gave instructions.
“Isilite guards the large warehouse and platform next to the building, and Anne, if you go around the side of the building, there will be a back door. Wait there and knock out anyone who approaches or comes looking for you. Even children are no exception.”
= Even the kids were using it… ? Once I got it.=
=Yes, Master.=
“Baron Isha Riche, follow me.”
=…=
I don’t like the way she slumps around like a criminal, but she is a so-called ‘living immunity’.
Even with such a person, a baron is a baron. Because he is an aristocrat, he has the right to decide on the common people and the common people.
From now on, I will kill everyone who catches her eye, but only with her is there a just cause for killing.
“…”
Upon opening the door, Hwanin noticed that the doorknob was smeared with something dirty and unidentified. Without hesitation, Hwanin kicked the door with all his might.
Kwaaang!
=Keep!=
The door doesn’t open, but the hinges and lock break, and the door flies off and strikes the youngster who was sitting near the entrance and drinking.
=What, what the fuck!=
=What kind of guy are you!=
When one of them was hit by a door and flew off, two lean muscle pigs jumped up and shouted threateningly.
Hwanin’s eyes, ignoring the unemployed Garbage, take a look at the drinking party without a table on the dusty floor and take a look at the interior lobby as a whole.
A marble lobby littered with mud footprints. Dirt is piled up in the corners and even cobwebs hang from the ceiling.
On one wall, yellow stains of water, as if he had urinated, emanated a foul smell, and food scraps, alcohol bottles, and glasses spread out nearby. On the floor, food and even spittle.
Hwanin’s irritation soars sharply at the impurity that he does not want to associate with.
Contamination due to necessity is tolerated even by Hwanin. Whether it was getting dirty with filth while exploring the labyrinth, or getting dirty with sweat and dust from a long rapid march.
But this is not it. Not really.
“A stick is good for educating animals. But you guys wear human masks and act worse than beasts…”
Hwanin, who took out the balance from his bosom after a long time, grabbed it tightly and shouted at the hesitant muscle pigs like a flash war.
Uduk, wooduk.
When the tip of the scale accurately pierced the cervical tract of the two muscle pigs, they collapsed like bales of rice with the sound of their neck bones breaking.
“… Wouldn’t mercy and education be a luxury for cubs who are not as good as animals?”
「Hwanin. Humans are all gathered on the 2nd and 3rd floors. The head office is on the 4th floor.”
As if brushing off dirt as he passed two dead pigs with broken neck bones, Hwanin turned his scales around once, crossed his lobby and set foot on the stairs leading to the second floor.
At the same time, footsteps and grumbling sounded from above.
= There was a noise downstairs. Fuck annoying…=
=Oh, there was a sound of something breaking!=
= If nothing happens, you know how to break.
=Didn’t that bastard mistake the sound of the wind for a scream the other day?=
= Uh I woke up and nothing happened, so I was fucking trampled on by Kegx-hyung.=
Footprints and a male voice. There are four voices, but only two clunky wooden shoes. Are there at least two Lukerangs? Judging by the thickness of their voices, the remaining two are the Prouds?
Hwanin continued to walk up and down the stairs of his middle-level spirits. And when we go around the middle stair landing = Huh? = Lucrang and the four Proud men widen their eyes and freeze.
The appearance of a brain freeze for a moment, not understanding who it is or why it is there.
If he was carrying a weapon, he would have considered him an enemy, but all he had in his hand was a straight, sturdy stick that was close to 2m long.
= Ibo show. I don’t want you to notice… Off.=
The man in the dark brown fur, who was the most advanced, was talking and got his throat stamped on the scale of the Hwanin, and passed backwards with a strange sound.
=Tongue, bro!=
=This bastard?!=
Seeing his colleague roll over his eyes and jump over, a black-spotted man from the Inmyo clan rushes at him, pulling out his nails long, followed by two Prouds holding a one-handed hammer.
However, due to the nature of the cramped stairs, you can only come down in one row, but the huge human race is in a state of obstruction to passage.
The Inmyo man tried to jump with the sound of his teeth, but Hwanin, who was aiming for the moment, stabbed the Inmyo in the ankle, causing him to lose his balance and fall over on top of the Inmyo.
=Oops!?=
Hwanin thrust a balance into the eye of the falling Inmyo tribe and stirred his brain through the gap in the eye socket.
Hwan-in, who jumped on the back of the Inmyo tribe, immediately causing limb seizures, threw two steampunk daggers at the aspen, =Kkeuk!=, =Ooh!?= Cut the neck of a Proud man running down the stairs. At the same time, he rotated his body in the air and kicked both of them in the temples and necks.
Furbuck
Crunchy-
Leg strength, which has been greatly increased by commanding intermediate spirits, breaks the neck bones of the two Prouds and tears their flesh.
The Prouds, who had lost their support and their dangling heads disappeared, tumbled down the landing like stiff chunks of meat.
=… !=
Isha, who witnessed it as she followed her, let out a shrill scream and grabbed her collar.
Killing 4 people in one breath. It’s not a weapon like a relic made of light, but an ordinary staff… !
As her Hwanin climbed the stairs and disappeared beyond the door, Isha stepped on the piled up four corpses and hurriedly pursued them.
[Keah!]
[Don’t stop, fuck!]
[How to stop… Aww?!]
[Kyaahak! Buy, save me… Kyaaak!]
Kung, Kwa Kwang. Jump! Cheack- Beep!
And as she opened the second-floor door, Isha was startled by the raw screams and blows that came from beyond her door.
She cautiously opened the door and peered through the crack to see that a slaughter was taking place inside.
An orange-haired Fleur man in a black coat stepped on the desks of the warehouse-like office and flew around, kicking the heads of the thugs trying to catch him, breaking their necks, stabbing them in the eyes with a cane, and whipping their brains out. Take the sword of the woman who runs into her heart and kill her, and take the spear of the woman who rushes at her with a spear and make it into an impale.
Isha, who froze at the sight of seven people falling through the crack in the door, jumped inside as soon as she saw the Hwan-in, who hadn’t even touched her blood, beckoning her to come in.
=Yes, yes?=
“Do you have subspace pockets?”
=Here, here I am… Hee!?=
Isha, who was about to hold out the urgerhide space pouch she was wearing around her waist, saw the woman right next to her, pierced from her mouth to her pubic area by her spear, flinching and trembling, and screamed at her.
I’m alive with the spear, the spear… !
Kwajik!
=Gee.=
At the scene where the woman was trampled by her phantom’s feet and her neck bones were shattered to death, Isha cowered as she closed her eyes.
However, she widens her eyes at the icy Hwanin’s voice and hurriedly opens her pockets.
“Keep the ledger from here to there, in case you need evidence later.”
=Yes, yes!=
“This too. And this too.”
Isha hurriedly opened her subspace pocket and searched for her corpse, holding out her notes and notebooks toward the throwing Hwanin to catch them.
The same thing happened on the 3rd floor as on the 2nd floor.
There were 15 people there, and there were also occupations between the 1st and 3rd classes, but the time it took to kill and the way they died were no different from those on the 2nd floor.
No, three of them didn’t die, their arms were cut off with a cutlass and then kicked and thrown to the ground.
= Aww… ! Hehe, aaaaa-!!=
= Ugh! Why why!! For what… !=
=My arm, my blah!=
The sight of men screaming and bleeding from the cut off arm was a horrifying and brutal scene Isha had never seen before.
I felt like I would faint at any moment from the smell of blood that seemed to drip from her nose…
“Wait here.”
= Yes, yes? Ah. Yes!=
When I hear the voice of a man whose name I don’t know, I wake up with a sense of crisis.
The man quickly went up to the fourth floor, and Isha felt the need to urinate and waited near the door, crouching on her knees.
He didn’t dare to go around her because there was a sea of blood everywhere.
It was the 3rd floor that I had visited very occasionally before my father passed away, but the image in my memory and the current image that became a sea of blood do not seem to be the same place.
=Kuuuuu!=
= Ugh… !=
Restlessly waiting for her phantom to come down, Isha looked back, startled at the sound of what sounded like the roar of a wounded beast, then she froze again.
Aren’t the Inrang and Inseo men with their arms cut off, staggering up with bloodshot eyes and staggering towards us?
= Mr… Foot… Rain… Turn on!=
=… !=
If Hwanin’s murder was a refined murder, the murder of two men covered in blood with a thick smell of blood that made them feel sick to the stomach is a violent murder that clings tightly.
When did she, who always grew up like a flower in a greenhouse, experience living like this?
Luke and the screaming men with bloodshot eyes looked like monsters to her. Because of that, Isha froze like a frog before her snake, unable to move a step.
=Get out of the way!!=
=… !!=
As she watched the angry man yell and lash out at her, Isha closed her eyes tightly and pictured the pain that would come.
Bubbly, bubbly.
What came to her was a dull sound instead of her pain.
Startled by the sound, Isha cautiously opened her narrow eyes, and involuntarily opened her mouth slightly at the sight unfolding in front of her eyes, putting on a dazed expression.
In front of her eyes stood a man with black hair who was holy like a god, wrapped in the sunlight pouring in from outside the window.
=…=
The thought completely disappeared from Isha’s head.
The holy image of a man is imprinted on her retinas and in her heart like a firebrand.
Isha, who was just ignorantly looking at the man wrapped in the glow of light, jumped small and excited at the sound of her voice that pierced her ears.
“What are you doing?”
=Yes, fournet?=
“Care your mind and take it. It is a double-entry bookkeeping and double-entry ledger created by Sangju Lambda. If you give this to the article that will be investigated, the corruption of the accidental accident of Lambda will be uncovered.”
=Oh yes!=
What about Isha who saw the man again? And tilted her head.
She used to have black hair, but now she has orange hair. What happened?
Forgetting that she was frightened, Isha, who received the ledger handed out by her phantom, opened her ledger and looked at it.
Numerous numbers and letters fill the ledger tightly. She doesn’t have the knowledge to see this herself, but I… As you said, you can hand it over to the knight.
Hwanin took a healing potion from her pocket and poured it into the wounds of the three, who were half-dead from bleeding too much.
= Aww… !=
= Turn it off… !!=
“These three will also serve as evidence, so send them along when you submit the ledger. And this is a subspace pocket hidden in the secret safe of the top office. There are about 600 gold coins worth of phase stones, gold coins, and jewels inside her.”
=Ah, ah, ah.=
Hwanin, who passed by Isha as she hurriedly accepted the subspace pouch the size of a fist, grabbed the three half-fainted bastards by the collar and dragged them down to the first floor.
When I left the upper gate, two second-class professional knights and seven soldiers from the Riche family’s mansion were rushing along along with the Riche family’s maid.
Waiting for them to arrive, Hwan-in handed over the three fainting gangsters to the Fleur tribe female knight who gave him a bewildering look.
“This is the Traitor Lambda gang captured by Baron Riche’s contract. They were the ones who used the baron’s favor to seize control of the upper ranks and then siphoned off the baron’s property through fraudulent embezzlement and solicitation.”
=Baron, is the story of interest true?=
=Yes. That’s right. Here are the double ledger and double entry bookkeeping written by the traitor.=
=… The baron seems to be trembling right now, but if this man finds the baron’s weakness and threatens him…=
Suspicious of the female knight wearing the Valkyrie Helm, Isha jumped up and shouted absolutely no.
=If it wasn’t for this person, the Lycee Baron family would have collapsed due to the traitor! She is the benefactor of the Riche family, so put her doubts aside! =
= Is that so…=
Despite Isha’s advocacy, the knight is suspicious and does not take all her young gaze.
Moments later, however, she hears from Isha that there is a corpse of a renegade gang inside the building, so she lets her soldiers inside.
Hwanin looked at the soldiers rushing in and said looking back at Isha.
“Then, Baron. I will leave to fulfill the rest of the contract.”
=What contract do you mean?=
“No matter how much you are a knight of the lord, is it okay to interrupt the conversation in front of the noble? If that’s the chivalry of a Niamad knight, I think you’ll be disappointed.”
=… !=
The knight twitched his eyes, but inwardly raised his judgment on the man in front of him.
There was no way a commoner would be such a dignified person in front of the knights of the territory. Then, is it a wandering knight or a semi-noble from another territory?
=Yes. I hope you have a safe trip. Shall I wait at the mansion?=
“Yes. I’ll finish cleaning up and go back, so the Baron’s Regina will take over after that.”
Hwanin greeted her with a hand on her chest, accompanied by Isilite and Anne, who appeared sneakily, and moved toward the lower-class streets of the city.
=The knight keeps looking at you from behind.=
“Never mind.”
As Anne had said, the female knight’s gaze continued to pierce her, but Hwanin didn’t care.
Jiji’s gaze changed from the first suspicion of identity to the gaze of curiosity about the identity of this side.
If he continued to look suspiciously and distrustfully, he would have prepared other means, but with that gaze, there would be no problem.
For some reason, Baron Isha Riche also suddenly started responding favorably, so the probability of trouble is low.
“… No, I’m a little dumbfounded, but I don’t know if I’m going to slip my words.”
But Baron Riche doesn’t know her name or her true identity.
With that said, even if she tries to suspect herself of impurity, she is too clear about Lambda’s betrayal and evidence that she is helping her baron, and her baron is friendly to her.
Given her aristocratic arrogance, not knowing her own name shouldn’t be a problem. The knight would misunderstand himself as the arrogance of a high-ranking elementalist.
Hwanin called a carriage that passed by just in time and headed for the lower street.
“This is it…」
Danju, who was injured by Lambda, was not very careful, even though he was a selpin proud who was good at using his brain.
All the gold coins that Baron Riche secured by selling family treasures, magic tools, and magic tools were converted into phase stones and jewels. Divide it moderately and bury it all over the lower streets of the city.
= I don’t know what kind of joke you are talking about criminals. Did you think that you would be able to eat well and live well until the end without being caught after slapping a nobleman in the back?
When Anne, who had heard the story from the Hwanin, murmured that, the soul of the wounded dancer Lambda explained while being dragged away by the Hwanin’s compulsive force.
“Well, I was going to sell the Lizzina twice and then collect them all and drop the Merianol… Then, over 2000 gold coins…」
2000 gold coins is money that ordinary people, not nobles, can buy several times even if they live a new life.
As if she couldn’t forgive the fact that she tried to destroy an innocent young girl and an aristocratic family in exchange for such a new life, she fired abusive words with a rare expression of anger.
= Well died, son of a bitch. Even if you die, you won’t be able to rest in God’s garden.=
Hwanin continued to ask Lambda where the money was hidden and how it was hidden.
=The money I ate was about 2,000 gold coins, but I divided the 1700 gold coins that way and kept the remaining 300 gold coins as a bribe to several back alley organizations… In particular, the fire fist group and the water ghost group ate a lot…」
After listening to the story, Hwanin entered the lower street and went to the place Lambda pointed out to find the buried bag and retrieve it.
Under the trees in the clearing behind the half-broken stone house.
Beneath the stone wall in the courtyard of the old, worn-out wooden house.
Cliff gap behind a beach house outside the city.
Near Bongandang on Lower Street.
Finally, two from the basement of the house of the injured lambda.
= Next… A mid-range street outskirts and seven store and house land documents. Some of them seem to be owned by back alley gangs, what are you going to do?=
“I’ll go find it at night, smash it, and then retrieve it.”
There will be ‘some extra retrieval’ along the way, but neither the organization nor the lychee baron will be aware of it.
So, first of all, a shady house inside the inner wall that divides the middle and lower streets.
It’s a bad location that only receives sunlight for about an hour a day, but there is a guardhouse near the inner wall, so it’s safe, so it’s a land worth dozens of gold coins.
Hwan-in went to retrieve the house and land documents of the house and ran into an unexpected person in front of the house.
= Huh? They are brothers and sisters Wow~ Did you come to see me on purpose after work?
= No, this side isn’t finished yet… More than that, Ayoung, what are you doing here?=
= Oh what~. It’s good! I came because I obtained information that the whistleblower of the Sanctuary Tower that my brother asked me to investigate lives here.=
Hwanin stared at the slightly shabby brick house while listening to the conversation between Ayoung, who smiled while taking off her cognitive-impeding hood, and Anne, who laughed, saying it was a strange coincidence.
Since I can only receive sunlight for about an hour a day, I feel damp around the house.
I’m not going to live in that house anyway, so that doesn’t matter. The problem is that the presence that I once felt inside the house is leaking out.
「Hwanin. The human inside, that human.”
“Okay…”
Do things get tangled up like this again?
Hwanin let out a small sigh and opened the door wide open, feeling the nervousness of the person inside the door.
=Oops!=
Then the person standing right behind the door is pushed against it and falls inside with a crash.
The appearance of a child who looks only about 12 years old.
A damaged right hand that seemed to have healed after being crushed by a hammer.
The Serpin man I met yesterday in the plaza in front of the labyrinth was growling with a distorted face, exposing his fangs.
From that appearance, Hwanin cupped his forehead with one hand, anticipating that the troublesome dispute would increase further.
