Chapter 213: Twentytwo. The burglar butler makes excuses.
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When I crossed the bridge, which was the border, in an attempt to travel to Mobiburg, the air changed to gallery because I was done in Quorta.
"Hey Ian, negative emotions get so thick. Even if you don't detect signs, you'll see that my resentment and intent to kill me is swirling."
The mental aspect is forged, so I don't think there's anything unbearable about it... but if I had used my sign detection skills, it would have been pretty hard.
"Hey, it's him. That's the guy I saw in the sketch!
"It's a jink! As a non-land fallout, I wish I had died a grownup!
"Damn, it's your fault! I'll kill you. I'll definitely kill you one day!
Because they're chained, they don't come to the cochlear, but their intent to kill is real.
If you're a weak person, just this drooling air will come along.
"You also know Esther was hated in the Count Brand Army when he joined us. Rebellion is too harsh..."
Perhaps the end soldiers were planted in this air many times during the war, with a bad image of the Nonland family.
"Do you dispose of it for disrespect?
Ian, who turned his contempt gaze to them and put his hand on the sword, asked.
Nina strokes a half-crying marina with an unpleasant look on her face.
Experiencing an unpleasant scene is part of the training, and not covering your eyes or ears is a good decision.
For Marina, who doesn't cry hard, I'll give her a glass of delicious treats and juice later.
"One or two of us would still be sorry to His Majesty if we disposed of so many products. We have to use them to recover the cost of the war."
Don't worry about me, I was fooling Ian, and officials and soldiers came out of the tent.
"I'm in charge, my name is Paul Coho. Sorry about the slaves. If you don't mind, could you tell us what happened?
"My name is Jink, from S-Rank Adventurer. As I'm sure you know, I was grudgingly resented by a former Los Saltas citizen..."
"Master Jink!? I beg your pardon! The noisy slaves will burn instantly!
The moment I figure out my identity, an official who shows off his dugout with horrible momentum and tries to end the slaves who fooled me.
And as soon as we found out that it would affect our treatment, a former Los Saltas citizen stopped cursing with pity.
Totally...... if I'm that important, I don't think I'll say anything from the start.
If you think about it a little bit, you'll see how this happens.
"No. It's a waste to reduce the product, and you don't have to worry about me"
"No, then...... Then everyone who makes a scene will be sent to a hard mine after beating them to such an extent that they have no sequelae left!
Then I can make the most of it, so I guess there's no problem.
"Okay. I'm sorry to bother you."
By the way......
"Excuse me. That tent...... the intent to kill and curse was particularly strong, are you making any distinctions?
"No, no tent has changed. They are all slaves who have been judged uncomfortable working in Los Saltas and have decided to use them as pitchers and meat walls."
Then why not?
I don't care, but don't worry about it.
"Ah, you..."
Carefully observed, among the slaves drawn from the tent was a mixture of old deacons who served the Nonland family.
"Mr. Paul. I'd like to talk to that old man, wouldn't you mind?
"Of course it is! Cook and cook and feel free to use!
Speaking to an official who was still in a dugout position, he immediately ordered the soldier to bring him in.
"Long time no see."
"Yes, I didn't expect to see you again."
As a child, Koitsu has been plain harassed by needles planted in clothes and shoes and by tearing up the flavors of his diet.
It wasn't uncommon for you to report it unreasonably and get caged by your exfather.
"Well, it's fine with me. You... when the Nonlanders leaned, they fled cowardly."
A deacon loyal to the Nonlanders treated me badly.
This is understandable given my birth.
I guess I didn't want to honor him, such as a child who wouldn't draw the blood of his master.
But even though he was entrusted with the executive role, it's out of the question, such as running away if the master leans.
"As you well know, there was a word in this world called" flourishing... "
"Ho. You think I can steal my treasure and get away with it if my husband declines while I get an inexpensive salary?
According to reports from Esther, gold and silver treasures had been partially taken when he left the Nonland family.
His mother and other servants would have stolen it... but there's no reason he didn't.
"Your husband. I checked the signs, and, as you said earlier, it looks like he got away with the hardware."
Yeah.
I knew because his status also had two letters: "burglary."
There was also a "murder" or "rape" letter, so I let him camouflage me to see when I did it.
"Ian. Pull the information out of this sinner!
"Yes, sir."
I was tortured relentlessly and screamed, passing through a man who was a butler, and I took negotiations to an official.
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When I crossed the bridge, which was the border, in an attempt to travel to Mobiburg, the air changed to gallery because I was done in Quorta.
"Hey Ian, negative emotions get so thick. Even if you don't detect signs, you'll see that my resentment and intent to kill me is swirling."
The mental aspect is forged, so I don't think there's anything unbearable about it... but if I had used my sign detection skills, it would have been pretty hard.
"Hey, it's him. That's the guy I saw in the sketch!
"It's a jink! As a non-land fallout, I wish I had died a grownup!
"Damn, it's your fault! I'll kill you. I'll definitely kill you one day!
Because they're chained, they don't come to the cochlear, but their intent to kill is real.
If you're a weak person, just this drooling air will come along.
"You also know Esther was hated in the Count Brand Army when he joined us. Rebellion is too harsh..."
Perhaps the end soldiers were planted in this air many times during the war, with a bad image of the Nonland family.
"Do you dispose of it for disrespect?
Ian, who turned his contempt gaze to them and put his hand on the sword, asked.
Nina strokes a half-crying marina with an unpleasant look on her face.
Experiencing an unpleasant scene is part of the training, and not covering your eyes or ears is a good decision.
For Marina, who doesn't cry hard, I'll give her a glass of delicious treats and juice later.
"One or two of us would still be sorry to His Majesty if we disposed of so many products. We have to use them to recover the cost of the war."
Don't worry about me, I was fooling Ian, and officials and soldiers came out of the tent.
"I'm in charge, my name is Paul Coho. Sorry about the slaves. If you don't mind, could you tell us what happened?
"My name is Jink, from S-Rank Adventurer. As I'm sure you know, I was grudgingly resented by a former Los Saltas citizen..."
"Master Jink!? I beg your pardon! The noisy slaves will burn instantly!
The moment I figure out my identity, an official who shows off his dugout with horrible momentum and tries to end the slaves who fooled me.
And as soon as we found out that it would affect our treatment, a former Los Saltas citizen stopped cursing with pity.
Totally...... if I'm that important, I don't think I'll say anything from the start.
If you think about it a little bit, you'll see how this happens.
"No. It's a waste to reduce the product, and you don't have to worry about me"
"No, then...... Then everyone who makes a scene will be sent to a hard mine after beating them to such an extent that they have no sequelae left!
Then I can make the most of it, so I guess there's no problem.
"Okay. I'm sorry to bother you."
By the way......
"Excuse me. That tent...... the intent to kill and curse was particularly strong, are you making any distinctions?
"No, no tent has changed. They are all slaves who have been judged uncomfortable working in Los Saltas and have decided to use them as pitchers and meat walls."
Then why not?
I don't care, but don't worry about it.
"Ah, you..."
Carefully observed, among the slaves drawn from the tent was a mixture of old deacons who served the Nonland family.
"Mr. Paul. I'd like to talk to that old man, wouldn't you mind?
"Of course it is! Cook and cook and feel free to use!
Speaking to an official who was still in a dugout position, he immediately ordered the soldier to bring him in.
"Long time no see."
"Yes, I didn't expect to see you again."
As a child, Koitsu has been plain harassed by needles planted in clothes and shoes and by tearing up the flavors of his diet.
It wasn't uncommon for you to report it unreasonably and get caged by your exfather.
"Well, it's fine with me. You... when the Nonlanders leaned, they fled cowardly."
A deacon loyal to the Nonlanders treated me badly.
This is understandable given my birth.
I guess I didn't want to honor him, such as a child who wouldn't draw the blood of his master.
But even though he was entrusted with the executive role, it's out of the question, such as running away if the master leans.
"As you well know, there was a word in this world called" flourishing... "
"Ho. You think I can steal my treasure and get away with it if my husband declines while I get an inexpensive salary?
According to reports from Esther, gold and silver treasures had been partially taken when he left the Nonland family.
His mother and other servants would have stolen it... but there's no reason he didn't.
"Your husband. I checked the signs, and, as you said earlier, it looks like he got away with the hardware."
Yeah.
I knew because his status also had two letters: "burglary."
There was also a "murder" or "rape" letter, so I let him camouflage me to see when I did it.
"Ian. Pull the information out of this sinner!
"Yes, sir."
I was tortured relentlessly and screamed, passing through a man who was a butler, and I took negotiations to an official.
When I crossed the bridge, which was the border, in an attempt to travel to Mobiburg, the air changed to gallery because I was done in Quorta."Hey Ian, negative emotions get so thick. Even if you don't detect signs, you'll see that my resentment and intent to kill me is swirling."The mental aspect is forged, so I don't think there's anything unbearable about it... but if I had used my sign detection skills, it would have been pretty hard."Hey, it's him. That's the guy I saw in the sketch! "It's a jink! As a non-land fallout, I wish I had died a grownup! "Damn, it's your fault! I'll kill you. I'll definitely kill you one day! Because they're chained, they don't come to the cochlear, but their intent to kill is real.If you're a weak person, just this drooling air will come along."You also know Esther was hated in the Count Brand Army when he joined us. Rebellion is too harsh..."Perhaps the end soldiers were planted in this air many times during the war, with a bad image of the Nonland family."Do you dispose of it for disrespect? Ian, who turned his contempt gaze to them and put his hand on the sword, asked.Nina strokes a half-crying marina with an unpleasant look on her face.Experiencing an unpleasant scene is part of the training, and not covering your eyes or ears is a good decision.For Marina, who doesn't cry hard, I'll give her a glass of delicious treats and juice later."One or two of us would still be sorry to His Majesty if we disposed of so many products. We have to use them to recover the cost of the war."Don't worry about me, I was fooling Ian, and officials and soldiers came out of the tent."I'm in charge, my name is Paul Coho. Sorry about the slaves. If you don't mind, could you tell us what happened? "My name is Jink, from S-Rank Adventurer. As I'm sure you know, I was grudgingly resented by a former Los Saltas citizen...""Master Jink!? I beg your pardon! The noisy slaves will burn instantly! The moment I figure out my identity, an official who shows off his dugout with horrible momentum and tries to end the slaves who fooled me.And as soon as we found out that it would affect our treatment, a former Los Saltas citizen stopped cursing with pity.Totally...... if I'm that important, I don't think I'll say anything from the start.If you think about it a little bit, you'll see how this happens."No. It's a waste to reduce the product, and you don't have to worry about me""No, then...... Then everyone who makes a scene will be sent to a hard mine after beating them to such an extent that they have no sequelae left! Then I can make the most of it, so I guess there's no problem."Okay. I'm sorry to bother you."By the way......"Excuse me. That tent...... the intent to kill and curse was particularly strong, are you making any distinctions? "No, no tent has changed. They are all slaves who have been judged uncomfortable working in Los Saltas and have decided to use them as pitchers and meat walls."Then why not?I don't care, but don't worry about it."Ah, you..."Carefully observed, among the slaves drawn from the tent was a mixture of old deacons who served the Nonland family."Mr. Paul. I'd like to talk to that old man, wouldn't you mind? "Of course it is! Cook and cook and feel free to use! Speaking to an official who was still in a dugout position, he immediately ordered the soldier to bring him in."Long time no see.""Yes, I didn't expect to see you again."As a child, Koitsu has been plain harassed by needles planted in clothes and shoes and by tearing up the flavors of his diet.It wasn't uncommon for you to report it unreasonably and get caged by your exfather."Well, it's fine with me. You... when the Nonlanders leaned, they fled cowardly."A deacon loyal to the Nonlanders treated me badly.This is understandable given my birth.I guess I didn't want to honor him, such as a child who wouldn't draw the blood of his master.But even though he was entrusted with the executive role, it's out of the question, such as running away if the master leans."As you well know, there was a word in this world called" flourishing... ""Ho. You think I can steal my treasure and get away with it if my husband declines while I get an inexpensive salary? According to reports from Esther, gold and silver treasures had been partially taken when he left the Nonland family.His mother and other servants would have stolen it... but there's no reason he didn't."Your husband. I checked the signs, and, as you said earlier, it looks like he got away with the hardware."Yeah.I knew because his status also had two letters: "burglary."There was also a "murder" or "rape" letter, so I let him camouflage me to see when I did it."Ian. Pull the information out of this sinner! "Yes, sir."I was tortured relentlessly and screamed, passing through a man who was a butler, and I took negotiations to an official.
