Chapter 142: Episode 48. Unknown (1)
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September 4, 1796.
Jean was loading herself into a carriage bound for Samil. Three days have already passed since leaving Tikan, and the southern part of the Empire of Corn, where Samil is located, is clearly autumn.
The breezy wind gently shook Jean's hair leaning by the window.
In an incredibly peaceful atmosphere on the way to the assassins' holy ground, Jean was recalling the face of Gillie, who was upset.
It's your birthday soon, and I'm so sorry that I can't take care of you when you leave now, young master. As a backup rider, you're making a huge record these days, but sometimes you should have a good time.
What Gilly said just before he left for Samil.
Recently, I saw Luna and Taichung, and I thought a lot about Gilly.
'I better be nicer to Gilly. Come to think of it, I don't know much about Gilly.….’
It was different from the case of Luna and Taichung. Taichung did not necessarily tell Luna the past because she was not curious, but Gilly was against it.
from previous life until now Every time Jean asks about the past, she fumbles or pretends not to know.
I've only heard rumors that McLoran was the greatest genius in the history of the family, and I don't even know why Gilly became my nanny.’
McLoran.
One of the loyalist families of Looncandel and one of the most prominent martial artists in the Hufester Union. Gilly was the youngest daughter there.
Why the hell would he do that? questions that have continued throughout one's previous life
Sometimes I was worried about using people to find out the whole story, but Jean knew it wasn't a courtesy to Gilly.
'Someday I'll tell you in person. I just didn't have a chance in my previous life. When we go back this time, should we all go on a trip together?’
Knock, knock, knock.
Soon Jin, who arranged his thoughts, looked over the inside window at the horseman's back.
'He's too young for a horseback riding and he has too much lower body muscle.’
The average horseman would avoid it no matter how much money he pays, until he readily approves the ride to Samil. I've been rejected more than five times before I picked this horseman.
So Jean had long suspected him of being an unknown cadet.
"Hey."
"Yes, sir!"
"How much time do you have left?"
"A couple more hours to go."
"Is this the right way?"
"Yes, that's right. Don't worry and have a good night's sleep, it's a place where people like me live, so I often go to the entrance of Mabudo.”
Jean nodded with conviction.
'You're a cadet. If you were a real unknown assassin, you wouldn't be using this sloppy trick.'
Even if all the city dwellers are assassins or assassins.
Not all of the residents were special assassins that often came to mind when they thought of "unknownness." Of course, there were more pebbles than jade stones among cadets.
"It's only after I entered Samil that I'm dealing with real scary guys. And Mabudo never attacks until he reaches Samil. Perhaps.'
As expected, no events took place for two hours.
It was around 2 p.m. that Qin arrived at the entrance of Samil.
'It's not much different from an ordinary city on the surface.’
At least the entrance was. A moderately wide driveway was laid out, and two gatekeepers stood at the gate between the walls, which were not high.
What makes the city a little different is that the gatekeepers are not armed in light, milky, white cloth.
It was because there was no need to make a threatening appearance. Because no one in the world goes in or out of Samil.
White is a symbol of obscurity. Everyone inside the city was dressed in milky white, from cadet to highest spray. Everyone except the visitors.
"Stop the carriage."
The horseman pulled the reins when the doorknob spoke quietly.
Jin, who got off the carriage, immediately took out his nameplate from his arms, and the gatekeepers looked at it for a while and exchanged glances.
"Will you reveal the purpose of your visit to Samil?"
They did not ask who Jean was or where she came from. Nor was it a daunting question.
"Just for experience."
"That's going to be a fun experience. Go in. You can get the cotton pad back when you leave."
"I'd like to ask you a question before I step into the city."
"What is it?"
"The law of obscurity applies to visitors from the moment you receive the plaque, or after I enter the city?”
"That."
Shhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!
As soon as the gatekeeper was about to answer, a dagger flew into the rear of the camp, and Jin, who had been keen on his senses for a while, quickly turned himself around.
It's a horseman without a thing to see.
Using the rotating rebound as it is, Jin threw himself back, kicking the horseman's thigh, which was just pulling out another dagger.
Bark! Something broke from the horseman's thigh that hit Jin's heel, followed by Jin swinging his elbow and hitting the horseman's chin.
Jean shook her head as the horseman collapsed.
"It must have been an electron. Are you guys going to fight?”
The gatekeepers shook their heads, hiding their enlarged eyes.
"No, we learn assassination, not martial arts. From the moment you hit the ball, we've already failed. Go in at ease."
"Thank you. And this guy's probably going to be kicked out, right? You tried to assassinate him in a milky white suit, unsung, and you failed."
"You know our order well."
"It's not a big secret, so there's nothing you don't know. Please tell him not to be too discouraged. From the time he brought me here, he's been clumsy, and I think it's a good thing for him to find the other way around. Like a real horseman.”
Jean took a gold coin out of her arms and bounced toward the fainted horseman. A little later, the horseman would probably be frustrated, but Jean rather thought he had saved his life.
It was because these sloppy people had to stay in Samil to die a dog.
"Tell them it's a carriage prize."
As Jean strode past the entrance and entered the city, the gatekeepers glanced at him from behind.
A strange and merciful boy has come, thinking.
And Jin, who entered the city, was also forced to suppress his admiration.
'Oh....'
Before leaving, the Seven-Colored Tides gave various information about Samil. Contrary to popular perception, Samil is a city of tranquil beauty.
The streets are clean, with not a single trace of dirt, and all the buildings in certain sizes seem to have been newly built.
Those who pass through it in obscurity are as quiet as attendants, and do not look at new visitors recklessly.
All that was softly shining in milky white under the bright sun of the afternoon.
'It's more beautiful than I imagined.
Ososo, I got goose bumps at the nape of my neck.
This beauty had hidden its blood. The reason why the symbols of obscurity are milky white stems from the confidence that they never leave bloodstains in their white clothes.
In such a neat and quiet city, only the cadres who have long been assassinated without being spotted by anyone.
It could have been the spray of the 'Mu Myeonggwan' that high up in the distance.
'Visitors are just subject to special training, and they kill each other every day.’
From the middle age, when street cadets seem over forty, young men, and boys of the same age as Jin, of course.
There were even children who looked four or four years younger than Jean. And while there is a clear gap between them, it was extremely rare for the strong to show mercy to the weak.
Regardless of age, career, or origin, a better cadet will only kill his opponent and head for the unknown.
'In some ways, it's worse than Looncandel.’
Looking at the young cadets walking through this cruel city, Jean was forced to think of his sister, Jonah Looncandel, who even had a faint memory.
Yona said she was sent here when she was 12.….’
Earlier, Zion, who recognized Jonah's talent, had long agonized over whether to send her to the palace or to Samil.
Both the palace and the unknown are out of control of the great powers for similar reasons, and for the same reason are coveted land.
Of course, the more coveted of the two is the palace, but that was one of the reasons why Siron finally sent his youngest daughter to obscurity.
Siris, the orthodox successor to the palace, has already been nominated, and no unknown person has yet been distinguished. Even now, when Jonah turned 23.
Therefore, even if Jin's previous life was combined, the day when he saw Jonah in person was one of the few.
"In her previous life, Jonah finally returned to her home, and became a spray for her family only.’
It was a life far from Looncandel's "honorary rider." An unofficial rider of a family that must be kept strictly hidden externally.
Freedom was guaranteed, at least in the Sword Garden.
Jonah used to hide and erase her presence on her own. The reason was unknown. Is it because of personality or because he thinks his situation is unfortunate?
And seeing Jonah like that, Jean felt a strange homogeneity for a while. Jonah in her previous life probably didn't know.
'Cause I was always in a corner and holding my breath, too. My sister and I treated each other very differently.'
If there was anything you wanted to say or hear from her, you could meet her and tell her in person. With a rather brazen request to get a Manchurian.
Jean walked away with a bitter smile. Once I had to find a room to stay.
Samil is a small and medium-sized city. With fewer visitors, there are fewer inns compared to other small and medium-sized cities, but they are not without them at all.
However, Jin had no intention of using the inn this time.
'The inn has too much exposure to assassination threats. Not only the innkeeper and staff, but also the other guests, if you pay attention every day and every minute, it won't last for a few days.
I've already experienced how painful it is in the arena of Cosmos. At that time, he was attacked by pirates who had not been trained to assassinate him, but he almost couldn't stand it.
'It's better to rent a room with one of the right cadets.’
Then the smallpox of the horseman would not camp out in fear of the landlord. Instead, Jean will always be threatened by her landlord, cadet.
'You have to pick well. You mistake me for being able to kill me at any time, but in fact, you're a cadet to a level that's never going to happen to
* * *
Meanwhile, a dock in the middle of the Empire of Corn.
Veradin and Dante had been tracking Jean ever since the banquet.
"There, you. Yes, you. Can you help me for a second? Have you seen anyone who looks like this?”
"Hmm, have you ever seen a man like this? I'll give you a reward, a great deal."
They used the power of the Highlands to search all the recent use of the Byment and the Empire's mobile gateways and found as many as forty-five names, and have already met more than ten Jean Gray.
It will be much easier to track down if all the personnel of Hai Lan and Gifle are mobilized, but then the meaning of the secret trip will disappear and the opportunity for the three of us to get together may disappear forever.
The two judged so.
"I'm sure Jean Grey came to see you, but...... What if Jean Grey from the Reich of Corn wasn't his friend?"
"Oh well, I'm going to go to the next town! One out of forty-five must be the guy, I'm sure. Or find him again from the beginning!"
It was not a tenacity for criminals.
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September 4, 1796.
Jean was loading herself into a carriage bound for Samil. Three days have already passed since leaving Tikan, and the southern part of the Empire of Corn, where Samil is located, is clearly autumn.
The breezy wind gently shook Jean's hair leaning by the window.
In an incredibly peaceful atmosphere on the way to the assassins' holy ground, Jean was recalling the face of Gillie, who was upset.
It's your birthday soon, and I'm so sorry that I can't take care of you when you leave now, young master. As a backup rider, you're making a huge record these days, but sometimes you should have a good time.
What Gilly said just before he left for Samil.
Recently, I saw Luna and Taichung, and I thought a lot about Gilly.
'I better be nicer to Gilly. Come to think of it, I don't know much about Gilly.….’
It was different from the case of Luna and Taichung. Taichung did not necessarily tell Luna the past because she was not curious, but Gilly was against it.
from previous life until now Every time Jean asks about the past, she fumbles or pretends not to know.
I've only heard rumors that McLoran was the greatest genius in the history of the family, and I don't even know why Gilly became my nanny.’
McLoran.
One of the loyalist families of Looncandel and one of the most prominent martial artists in the Hufester Union. Gilly was the youngest daughter there.
Why the hell would he do that? questions that have continued throughout one's previous life
Sometimes I was worried about using people to find out the whole story, but Jean knew it wasn't a courtesy to Gilly.
'Someday I'll tell you in person. I just didn't have a chance in my previous life. When we go back this time, should we all go on a trip together?’
Knock, knock, knock.
Soon Jin, who arranged his thoughts, looked over the inside window at the horseman's back.
'He's too young for a horseback riding and he has too much lower body muscle.’
The average horseman would avoid it no matter how much money he pays, until he readily approves the ride to Samil. I've been rejected more than five times before I picked this horseman.
So Jean had long suspected him of being an unknown cadet.
"Hey."
"Yes, sir!"
"How much time do you have left?"
"A couple more hours to go."
"Is this the right way?"
"Yes, that's right. Don't worry and have a good night's sleep, it's a place where people like me live, so I often go to the entrance of Mabudo.”
Jean nodded with conviction.
'You're a cadet. If you were a real unknown assassin, you wouldn't be using this sloppy trick.'
Even if all the city dwellers are assassins or assassins.
Not all of the residents were special assassins that often came to mind when they thought of "unknownness." Of course, there were more pebbles than jade stones among cadets.
"It's only after I entered Samil that I'm dealing with real scary guys. And Mabudo never attacks until he reaches Samil. Perhaps.'
As expected, no events took place for two hours.
It was around 2 p.m. that Qin arrived at the entrance of Samil.
'It's not much different from an ordinary city on the surface.’
At least the entrance was. A moderately wide driveway was laid out, and two gatekeepers stood at the gate between the walls, which were not high.
What makes the city a little different is that the gatekeepers are not armed in light, milky, white cloth.
It was because there was no need to make a threatening appearance. Because no one in the world goes in or out of Samil.
White is a symbol of obscurity. Everyone inside the city was dressed in milky white, from cadet to highest spray. Everyone except the visitors.
"Stop the carriage."
The horseman pulled the reins when the doorknob spoke quietly.
Jin, who got off the carriage, immediately took out his nameplate from his arms, and the gatekeepers looked at it for a while and exchanged glances.
"Will you reveal the purpose of your visit to Samil?"
They did not ask who Jean was or where she came from. Nor was it a daunting question.
"Just for experience."
"That's going to be a fun experience. Go in. You can get the cotton pad back when you leave."
"I'd like to ask you a question before I step into the city."
"What is it?"
"The law of obscurity applies to visitors from the moment you receive the plaque, or after I enter the city?”
"That."
Shhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!
As soon as the gatekeeper was about to answer, a dagger flew into the rear of the camp, and Jin, who had been keen on his senses for a while, quickly turned himself around.
It's a horseman without a thing to see.
Using the rotating rebound as it is, Jin threw himself back, kicking the horseman's thigh, which was just pulling out another dagger.
Bark! Something broke from the horseman's thigh that hit Jin's heel, followed by Jin swinging his elbow and hitting the horseman's chin.
Jean shook her head as the horseman collapsed.
"It must have been an electron. Are you guys going to fight?”
The gatekeepers shook their heads, hiding their enlarged eyes.
"No, we learn assassination, not martial arts. From the moment you hit the ball, we've already failed. Go in at ease."
"Thank you. And this guy's probably going to be kicked out, right? You tried to assassinate him in a milky white suit, unsung, and you failed."
"You know our order well."
"It's not a big secret, so there's nothing you don't know. Please tell him not to be too discouraged. From the time he brought me here, he's been clumsy, and I think it's a good thing for him to find the other way around. Like a real horseman.”
Jean took a gold coin out of her arms and bounced toward the fainted horseman. A little later, the horseman would probably be frustrated, but Jean rather thought he had saved his life.
It was because these sloppy people had to stay in Samil to die a dog.
"Tell them it's a carriage prize."
As Jean strode past the entrance and entered the city, the gatekeepers glanced at him from behind.
A strange and merciful boy has come, thinking.
And Jin, who entered the city, was also forced to suppress his admiration.
'Oh....'
Before leaving, the Seven-Colored Tides gave various information about Samil. Contrary to popular perception, Samil is a city of tranquil beauty.
The streets are clean, with not a single trace of dirt, and all the buildings in certain sizes seem to have been newly built.
Those who pass through it in obscurity are as quiet as attendants, and do not look at new visitors recklessly.
All that was softly shining in milky white under the bright sun of the afternoon.
'It's more beautiful than I imagined.
Ososo, I got goose bumps at the nape of my neck.
This beauty had hidden its blood. The reason why the symbols of obscurity are milky white stems from the confidence that they never leave bloodstains in their white clothes.
In such a neat and quiet city, only the cadres who have long been assassinated without being spotted by anyone.
It could have been the spray of the 'Mu Myeonggwan' that high up in the distance.
'Visitors are just subject to special training, and they kill each other every day.’
From the middle age, when street cadets seem over forty, young men, and boys of the same age as Jin, of course.
There were even children who looked four or four years younger than Jean. And while there is a clear gap between them, it was extremely rare for the strong to show mercy to the weak.
Regardless of age, career, or origin, a better cadet will only kill his opponent and head for the unknown.
'In some ways, it's worse than Looncandel.’
Looking at the young cadets walking through this cruel city, Jean was forced to think of his sister, Jonah Looncandel, who even had a faint memory.
Yona said she was sent here when she was 12.….’
Earlier, Zion, who recognized Jonah's talent, had long agonized over whether to send her to the palace or to Samil.
Both the palace and the unknown are out of control of the great powers for similar reasons, and for the same reason are coveted land.
Of course, the more coveted of the two is the palace, but that was one of the reasons why Siron finally sent his youngest daughter to obscurity.
Siris, the orthodox successor to the palace, has already been nominated, and no unknown person has yet been distinguished. Even now, when Jonah turned 23.
Therefore, even if Jin's previous life was combined, the day when he saw Jonah in person was one of the few.
"In her previous life, Jonah finally returned to her home, and became a spray for her family only.’
It was a life far from Looncandel's "honorary rider." An unofficial rider of a family that must be kept strictly hidden externally.
Freedom was guaranteed, at least in the Sword Garden.
Jonah used to hide and erase her presence on her own. The reason was unknown. Is it because of personality or because he thinks his situation is unfortunate?
And seeing Jonah like that, Jean felt a strange homogeneity for a while. Jonah in her previous life probably didn't know.
'Cause I was always in a corner and holding my breath, too. My sister and I treated each other very differently.'
If there was anything you wanted to say or hear from her, you could meet her and tell her in person. With a rather brazen request to get a Manchurian.
Jean walked away with a bitter smile. Once I had to find a room to stay.
Samil is a small and medium-sized city. With fewer visitors, there are fewer inns compared to other small and medium-sized cities, but they are not without them at all.
However, Jin had no intention of using the inn this time.
'The inn has too much exposure to assassination threats. Not only the innkeeper and staff, but also the other guests, if you pay attention every day and every minute, it won't last for a few days.
I've already experienced how painful it is in the arena of Cosmos. At that time, he was attacked by pirates who had not been trained to assassinate him, but he almost couldn't stand it.
'It's better to rent a room with one of the right cadets.’
Then the smallpox of the horseman would not camp out in fear of the landlord. Instead, Jean will always be threatened by her landlord, cadet.
'You have to pick well. You mistake me for being able to kill me at any time, but in fact, you're a cadet to a level that's never going to happen to
* * *
Meanwhile, a dock in the middle of the Empire of Corn.
Veradin and Dante had been tracking Jean ever since the banquet.
"There, you. Yes, you. Can you help me for a second? Have you seen anyone who looks like this?”
"Hmm, have you ever seen a man like this? I'll give you a reward, a great deal."
They used the power of the Highlands to search all the recent use of the Byment and the Empire's mobile gateways and found as many as forty-five names, and have already met more than ten Jean Gray.
It will be much easier to track down if all the personnel of Hai Lan and Gifle are mobilized, but then the meaning of the secret trip will disappear and the opportunity for the three of us to get together may disappear forever.
The two judged so.
"I'm sure Jean Grey came to see you, but...... What if Jean Grey from the Reich of Corn wasn't his friend?"
"Oh well, I'm going to go to the next town! One out of forty-five must be the guy, I'm sure. Or find him again from the beginning!"
It was not a tenacity for criminals.
September 4, 1796.Jean was loading herself into a carriage bound for Samil. Three days have already passed since leaving Tikan, and the southern part of the Empire of Corn, where Samil is located, is clearly autumn.The breezy wind gently shook Jean's hair leaning by the window.In an incredibly peaceful atmosphere on the way to the assassins' holy ground, Jean was recalling the face of Gillie, who was upset.It's your birthday soon, and I'm so sorry that I can't take care of you when you leave now, young master. As a backup rider, you're making a huge record these days, but sometimes you should have a good time.What Gilly said just before he left for Samil.Recently, I saw Luna and Taichung, and I thought a lot about Gilly.'I better be nicer to Gilly. Come to think of it, I don't know much about Gilly..'It was different from the case of Luna and Taichung. Taichung did not necessarily tell Luna the past because she was not curious, but Gilly was against it.from previous life until now Every time Jean asks about the past, she fumbles or pretends not to know.I've only heard rumors that McLoran was the greatest genius in the history of the family, and I don't even know why Gilly became my nanny.'McLoran.One of the loyalist families of Looncandel and one of the most prominent martial artists in the Hufester Union. Gilly was the youngest daughter there.Why the hell would he do that? questions that have continued throughout one's previous lifeSometimes I was worried about using people to find out the whole story, but Jean knew it wasn't a courtesy to Gilly.'Someday I'll tell you in person. I just didn't have a chance in my previous life. When we go back this time, should we all go on a trip together?'Knock, knock, knock.Soon Jin, who arranged his thoughts, looked over the inside window at the horseman's back.'He's too young for a horseback riding and he has too much lower body muscle.'The average horseman would avoid it no matter how much money he pays, until he readily approves the ride to Samil. I've been rejected more than five times before I picked this horseman.So Jean had long suspected him of being an unknown cadet."Hey.""Yes, sir!""How much time do you have left?""A couple more hours to go.""Is this the right way?""Yes, that's right. Don't worry and have a good night's sleep, it's a place where people like me live, so I often go to the entrance of Mabudo.Jean nodded with conviction.'You're a cadet. If you were a real unknown assassin, you wouldn't be using this sloppy trick.'Even if all the city dwellers are assassins or assassins.Not all of the residents were special assassins that often came to mind when they thought of "unknownness." Of course, there were more pebbles than jade stones among cadets."It's only after I entered Samil that I'm dealing with real scary guys. And Mabudo never attacks until he reaches Samil. Perhaps.'As expected, no events took place for two hours.It was around 2 p.m. that Qin arrived at the entrance of Samil.'It's not much different from an ordinary city on the surface.'At least the entrance was. A moderately wide driveway was laid out, and two gatekeepers stood at the gate between the walls, which were not high.What makes the city a little different is that the gatekeepers are not armed in light, milky, white cloth.It was because there was no need to make a threatening appearance. Because no one in the world goes in or out of Samil.White is a symbol of obscurity. Everyone inside the city was dressed in milky white, from cadet to highest spray. Everyone except the visitors."Stop the carriage."The horseman pulled the reins when the doorknob spoke quietly.Jin, who got off the carriage, immediately took out his nameplate from his arms, and the gatekeepers looked at it for a while and exchanged glances."Will you reveal the purpose of your visit to Samil?"They did not ask who Jean was or where she came from. Nor was it a daunting question."Just for experience.""That's going to be a fun experience. Go in. You can get the cotton pad back when you leave.""I'd like to ask you a question before I step into the city.""What is it?""The law of obscurity applies to visitors from the moment you receive the plaque, or after I enter the city?"That."Shhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!As soon as the gatekeeper was about to answer, a dagger flew into the rear of the camp, and Jin, who had been keen on his senses for a while, quickly turned himself around.It's a horseman without a thing to see.Using the rotating rebound as it is, Jin threw himself back, kicking the horseman's thigh, which was just pulling out another dagger.Bark! Something broke from the horseman's thigh that hit Jin's heel, followed by Jin swinging his elbow and hitting the horseman's chin.Jean shook her head as the horseman collapsed."It must have been an electron. Are you guys going to fight?The gatekeepers shook their heads, hiding their enlarged eyes."No, we learn assassination, not martial arts. From the moment you hit the ball, we've already failed. Go in at ease.""Thank you. And this guy's probably going to be kicked out, right? You tried to assassinate him in a milky white suit, unsung, and you failed.""You know our order well.""It's not a big secret, so there's nothing you don't know. Please tell him not to be too discouraged. From the time he brought me here, he's been clumsy, and I think it's a good thing for him to find the other way around. Like a real horseman.Jean took a gold coin out of her arms and bounced toward the fainted horseman. A little later, the horseman would probably be frustrated, but Jean rather thought he had saved his life.It was because these sloppy people had to stay in Samil to die a dog."Tell them it's a carriage prize."As Jean strode past the entrance and entered the city, the gatekeepers glanced at him from behind.A strange and merciful boy has come, thinking.And Jin, who entered the city, was also forced to suppress his admiration.'Oh....'Before leaving, the Seven-Colored Tides gave various information about Samil. Contrary to popular perception, Samil is a city of tranquil beauty.The streets are clean, with not a single trace of dirt, and all the buildings in certain sizes seem to have been newly built.Those who pass through it in obscurity are as quiet as attendants, and do not look at new visitors recklessly.All that was softly shining in milky white under the bright sun of the afternoon.'It's more beautiful than I imagined.Ososo, I got goose bumps at the nape of my neck.This beauty had hidden its blood. The reason why the symbols of obscurity are milky white stems from the confidence that they never leave bloodstains in their white clothes.In such a neat and quiet city, only the cadres who have long been assassinated without being spotted by anyone.It could have been the spray of the 'Mu Myeonggwan' that high up in the distance.'Visitors are just subject to special training, and they kill each other every day.'From the middle age, when street cadets seem over forty, young men, and boys of the same age as Jin, of course.There were even children who looked four or four years younger than Jean. And while there is a clear gap between them, it was extremely rare for the strong to show mercy to the weak.Regardless of age, career, or origin, a better cadet will only kill his opponent and head for the unknown.'In some ways, it's worse than Looncandel.'Looking at the young cadets walking through this cruel city, Jean was forced to think of his sister, Jonah Looncandel, who even had a faint memory.Yona said she was sent here when she was 12..'Earlier, Zion, who recognized Jonah's talent, had long agonized over whether to send her to the palace or to Samil.Both the palace and the unknown are out of control of the great powers for similar reasons, and for the same reason are coveted land.Of course, the more coveted of the two is the palace, but that was one of the reasons why Siron finally sent his youngest daughter to obscurity.Siris, the orthodox successor to the palace, has already been nominated, and no unknown person has yet been distinguished. Even now, when Jonah turned 23.Therefore, even if Jin's previous life was combined, the day when he saw Jonah in person was one of the few."In her previous life, Jonah finally returned to her home, and became a spray for her family only.'It was a life far from Looncandel's "honorary rider." An unofficial rider of a family that must be kept strictly hidden externally.Freedom was guaranteed, at least in the Sword Garden.Jonah used to hide and erase her presence on her own. The reason was unknown. Is it because of personality or because he thinks his situation is unfortunate?And seeing Jonah like that, Jean felt a strange homogeneity for a while. Jonah in her previous life probably didn't know.'Cause I was always in a corner and holding my breath, too. My sister and I treated each other very differently.'If there was anything you wanted to say or hear from her, you could meet her and tell her in person. With a rather brazen request to get a Manchurian.Jean walked away with a bitter smile. Once I had to find a room to stay.Samil is a small and medium-sized city. With fewer visitors, there are fewer inns compared to other small and medium-sized cities, but they are not without them at all.However, Jin had no intention of using the inn this time.'The inn has too much exposure to assassination threats. Not only the innkeeper and staff, but also the other guests, if you pay attention every day and every minute, it won't last for a few days.I've already experienced how painful it is in the arena of Cosmos. At that time, he was attacked by pirates who had not been trained to assassinate him, but he almost couldn't stand it.'It's better to rent a room with one of the right cadets.'Then the smallpox of the horseman would not camp out in fear of the landlord. Instead, Jean will always be threatened by her landlord, cadet.'You have to pick well. You mistake me for being able to kill me at any time, but in fact, you're a cadet to a level that's never going to happen to* * *Meanwhile, a dock in the middle of the Empire of Corn.Veradin and Dante had been tracking Jean ever since the banquet."There, you. Yes, you. Can you help me for a second? Have you seen anyone who looks like this?"Hmm, have you ever seen a man like this? I'll give you a reward, a great deal."They used the power of the Highlands to search all the recent use of the Byment and the Empire's mobile gateways and found as many as forty-five names, and have already met more than ten Jean Gray.It will be much easier to track down if all the personnel of Hai Lan and Gifle are mobilized, but then the meaning of the secret trip will disappear and the opportunity for the three of us to get together may disappear forever.The two judged so."I'm sure Jean Grey came to see you, but...... What if Jean Grey from the Reich of Corn wasn't his friend?""Oh well, I'm going to go to the next town! One out of forty-five must be the guy, I'm sure. Or find him again from the beginning!"It was not a tenacity for criminals.
