Chapter 58: Episode 21. Tessing Underground Auction (1)
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Jet doubted his two ears.
Are these greenlings who are sure to be the first ones to come to Arkin all of a sudden? But the guest is the guest, so I decided to deal with it culturally first.
"Customer, what's wrong with you all of a sudden? Haha, even if you're a guest, you can't just swear out of nowhere... Ker-hyeop!"
by a stroke
A rib went out on Murakan's left punch, which was approached in a blink of an eye. Reflectively swallowing his breath, and his shoulder muscles ruptured after a heel-down follow-up, which he could not help feeling pain.
Following the two ears, the two eyes can only be suspected.
I'm five.’
Although he is living a life like a bully, Jet is once a man who has experienced a lot in the mercenary corps.
Five-star knights are usually rarely beaten somewhere helplessly. Therefore, Jet was indeed beaten one-sidedly after a long time.
"Murakan! What's wrong with you all of a sudden? The innkeeper is dying!"
"I'm trying to kill you, strawberry pie. This scumbag poisoned the drink."
Fortunately, Zett is a quick-witted, unrelenting, and attached to life. In this case, it means that you know that it is best to lie flat and pray for your fault.
"That's, cock, kuck, oop!
Of course, Murakan continued the beating without giving Jet time to apologize. His mouth is full of nutmeg characters such as "trivial beauty," "trash," and "killer," but he looks really dry.
That's exactly what was arousing Jet's fears.
'Jet, you look good.’
Seeing his previous life's bad luck being beaten mercilessly, he feels as if he is being sued even his intestines.
But he has a lot to use. If you don't dry it at this point, Jet will soon become a cold body.
"Murakan, stop it. Let's just listen to the story."
"You have something to talk to the guy who was secretly trying to drug you? Kid."
While Murakan stopped beating for a moment, Jet glistened his eyes and bowed down to the camp.
"Ha-ah! My Lord! Help me, please help me. I'll make up for my sins somehow!"
The ribs are dislocated and the nose is half crushed, but the pronunciation is surprisingly clear with a tenacity for survival.
Before he knew it, Jet crawled toward the camp and grabbed his pant leg. Murakan snorted, but if it was what a thousand-year contractor said, he had to listen and see.
Slap!
"Let it go, blood on it."
said Jean, crouching down, slapping Jet in the cheek.
"Yay! I'll let go. I'm sorry. Please help me...…!”
"I'm going to ask you some simple questions from now on. If you lie, you die; if you tell the truth, you live. Judgment is my subject, feeling, and feeling. Do you understand?"
Nodding! Every time Jet shook his head, the blood spattered.
"Okay. What are you doing?"
Usually, you'd ask first if you really took the medicine or why. It's a more essential question. Thanks to him, Jet realized once again that Jean was not a common bet.
This kind of thing is not accompanied by clumsy sympathy, and the facts need to be told as objectively as possible.
"Lady, the owner of the inn, information. And a little pimp, and this, human trafficking... I have some insight. Buy, if you spare me, there will be so many places for you to use! Akin's got everything.”
Gilly's face was distorted by the amazing self-introduction. Murakin said yes, and shook his head.
"Don't attach the four limbs. So it's a comprehensive piece of rubbish. So what were you trying to drug us, to sell us somewhere?"
"I'm afraid so...….”
"Where?"
"Yes?"
Deuk! Jean helped Jet's little finger and hand back meet. Jets don't even dare scream. Tessing, Tessing! Shout.
"Te, Tetete, Tessing Underground auction house!"
"Explain."
"Yes! Tessing Underground auction house, run by a dark organization called Tessing... Slavery and drugs, other contraband and stolen goods, they mainly deal with that!"
"I'll bring someone in and cure your body by evening. You know what to do next?"
"Of course! Oh, thank you, sir. Thank you!"
Having sensed his survival, Jet was ready to kiss Jean on the foot.
He will be a good tool during his life in Akin. Jean hates Jet very much, but she thinks highly of his ability to handle things.
I sent Jet upstairs. Today's 'Find the Jet at the Entrance' is the end of the business.
"Baby, why don't you just bury it in the back of the mountain instead of spending money on this scumbag?”
"I agree, Master. I'm sure he'll hit the back of his head if you let him live."
"Dark organization, underground auction house. Is there a better way to build a reputation than to destroy this place? Killing him isn't too late next time."
"That's true."
"Let's trust him. I needed an Akin guide.”
The two agreed, without further ado. For a smooth journey, the party leader must actively accept the opinion of the party leader.
Murakan and Gilly watched Zet and Jean left the inn. To find a healer to cure Jet.
You two are really good friends.
As soon as I left the inn, my heart felt hollow. When he moved alone in Akin, he could use the information as a regression.
Akin is a city with slow development because of the tyranny of Tessing. Before the return, most of the facilities and organizations that Jean knew would be there.
It didn't take a long time to find a healer with the heaviest mouth. The magic shop of "Maltrang," a man who treats even if his opponent is a wanted man, was still there.
"I hear you're so good at this illegal healing."
"Where did you hear that?"
"I don't know, I'll give you a good deal."
It's obvious that he's 15 years younger, but Maltrang's belly was the same as a middle-aged man. For a moment, Maltrang rubbed my stomach as if agonizing.
"......what is the patient's condition?"
"I've lost a couple of my ribs and one finger is rattling. I didn't bleed much."
Ting. Jean bounced a well-crafted ring with her finger. As soon as he got the ring, he jumped to his feet.
"Lucky day, let's go."
Indeed, Maltrang is a skilled healing wizard.
As soon as he entered the inn, he wiped out the traces of beatings left on Jet in five hours.
Healing magic with sweat makes him look like a decent clergyman.
"The magic federation is, by the way, by the way, the magic federation. That's what a healer looks like on the street.”
Gilly whispered, watching the Jiyu scene all the time. She seemed particularly curious as she had not had much access to magic because she was living in Looncandel.
Jet looked very moved and bowed his head as the treatment ended.
"My dear, although the first meeting was not good. I swear allegiance to you forever. Please allow."
"I saw you do. Healer, are we done? It's not like in a couple of hours this guy's chained bones are shaking again, is it?"
"That's an uninteresting. I'll see you later. Call me if you need anything else. If it's not serious, I'll just treat you once. Because I'm a man of money."
"Good service. Goodbye."
Maltrang has left.
Jet sat side by side, eagerly examining the three men sipping black tea.
'No matter how much I think about it, these guys... Smells like a giant. I'll have to kiwi the eyes I see, it'll be good to know from the beginning! Why did they come to Akin's village?'
The young man who beat himself up is a very powerful man, and the maid seems familiar with this scene, and the boy who mistook them as a child prodigy acts like a hand and foot.
It was the type that Jet had never experienced before.
'The heir to a big, unmanned family, or a special bit of bitumen? Either way, if I hit the back of my head wrong, I can't even pick the bones.’
After a while, Jed concluded that the Qin and his party were on a special basis.
He even went so far as to mistake his calculated behavior for certain, from coming to him in a surprise visit. It was also understandable to think so that he brought in a special healer he didn't even know in an hour.
'They'll already have the information about me in their hands. You're gonna approach me, open the way to Tessing Underground auction house, and you're gonna do something there...….’
Then after the mission is complete, you'll end up with a dog that's finished hunting.
Thinking so far, Jet clenched his teeth and decided. Let's be the one who needs them enough not to kill themselves. Let's show that kind of loyalty.
Even if Tessing's status is great, it only works in a well called Akin. On the other hand, the Beacon Special Forces are a world-renowned group. Which side should I stick to? I didn't have to roll the jjangu anymore.
For a while, Zett kept up information about tessing and underground auctions. Assuming they were special leases, wealth was as good as information.
"Tessing's external boss is a character named Salka, but there is a real boss. Salka is just a sign. He's called the spider-hand alu among us."
"Really?"
"Alu is a very dangerous person unlike me. Rumor has it that there's also a string of pure blood across the ocean, which is likely to be true. And the underground auction...….”
Jean is a boring piece of information, but she let it go on. That's how you get your colleagues' pre-regression information.
'By the way, there's a string in Looncandel? There must have been such a rumor about alu. I don't think any of the brothers will hang out with the Rutero magic federal scum...….’
As if something came to mind while thinking so far, Jean put down the teacup.
'The one who tried to curse me. There's a possibility for him. This is Rutero, the magic federation, the land of the Zipple.’
You can't jump to conclusions. The curse, which is about "the widow of the wing," can only be spread by the highest level of wizardry, and at best, gangsters cannot have such a wizard.
But I had to catch a straw. Ten years of storm, five years of sword garden. I tried to find the culprit of the curse during that time, but I didn't get any small clues.
"Is the explanation finished now?"
"Yes! If you need anything from time to time, please feel free to tell me. I'll explain this Jet with all my heart. I swear on my son."
"Did you have a son?"
Again, Jean was quite close to the son of Zet in his previous life. Unlike his father, he was a nice, gentle little boy.
"Yes, I have decided to offer my allegiance to you, so let's take a look at my son's face and start. I'm just trying to show you that I have no intention of betraying you."
He must be about two years old now. I can't believe I used that little boy as a tool of my oath. Jean once again shook her head at Jet's personality.
"Okay. Let's just go."
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Jet doubted his two ears.
Are these greenlings who are sure to be the first ones to come to Arkin all of a sudden? But the guest is the guest, so I decided to deal with it culturally first.
"Customer, what's wrong with you all of a sudden? Haha, even if you're a guest, you can't just swear out of nowhere... Ker-hyeop!"
by a stroke
A rib went out on Murakan's left punch, which was approached in a blink of an eye. Reflectively swallowing his breath, and his shoulder muscles ruptured after a heel-down follow-up, which he could not help feeling pain.
Following the two ears, the two eyes can only be suspected.
I'm five.’
Although he is living a life like a bully, Jet is once a man who has experienced a lot in the mercenary corps.
Five-star knights are usually rarely beaten somewhere helplessly. Therefore, Jet was indeed beaten one-sidedly after a long time.
"Murakan! What's wrong with you all of a sudden? The innkeeper is dying!"
"I'm trying to kill you, strawberry pie. This scumbag poisoned the drink."
Fortunately, Zett is a quick-witted, unrelenting, and attached to life. In this case, it means that you know that it is best to lie flat and pray for your fault.
"That's, cock, kuck, oop!
Of course, Murakan continued the beating without giving Jet time to apologize. His mouth is full of nutmeg characters such as "trivial beauty," "trash," and "killer," but he looks really dry.
That's exactly what was arousing Jet's fears.
'Jet, you look good.’
Seeing his previous life's bad luck being beaten mercilessly, he feels as if he is being sued even his intestines.
But he has a lot to use. If you don't dry it at this point, Jet will soon become a cold body.
"Murakan, stop it. Let's just listen to the story."
"You have something to talk to the guy who was secretly trying to drug you? Kid."
While Murakan stopped beating for a moment, Jet glistened his eyes and bowed down to the camp.
"Ha-ah! My Lord! Help me, please help me. I'll make up for my sins somehow!"
The ribs are dislocated and the nose is half crushed, but the pronunciation is surprisingly clear with a tenacity for survival.
Before he knew it, Jet crawled toward the camp and grabbed his pant leg. Murakan snorted, but if it was what a thousand-year contractor said, he had to listen and see.
Slap!
"Let it go, blood on it."
said Jean, crouching down, slapping Jet in the cheek.
"Yay! I'll let go. I'm sorry. Please help me...…!”
"I'm going to ask you some simple questions from now on. If you lie, you die; if you tell the truth, you live. Judgment is my subject, feeling, and feeling. Do you understand?"
Nodding! Every time Jet shook his head, the blood spattered.
"Okay. What are you doing?"
Usually, you'd ask first if you really took the medicine or why. It's a more essential question. Thanks to him, Jet realized once again that Jean was not a common bet.
This kind of thing is not accompanied by clumsy sympathy, and the facts need to be told as objectively as possible.
"Lady, the owner of the inn, information. And a little pimp, and this, human trafficking... I have some insight. Buy, if you spare me, there will be so many places for you to use! Akin's got everything.”
Gilly's face was distorted by the amazing self-introduction. Murakin said yes, and shook his head.
"Don't attach the four limbs. So it's a comprehensive piece of rubbish. So what were you trying to drug us, to sell us somewhere?"
"I'm afraid so...….”
"Where?"
"Yes?"
Deuk! Jean helped Jet's little finger and hand back meet. Jets don't even dare scream. Tessing, Tessing! Shout.
"Te, Tetete, Tessing Underground auction house!"
"Explain."
"Yes! Tessing Underground auction house, run by a dark organization called Tessing... Slavery and drugs, other contraband and stolen goods, they mainly deal with that!"
"I'll bring someone in and cure your body by evening. You know what to do next?"
"Of course! Oh, thank you, sir. Thank you!"
Having sensed his survival, Jet was ready to kiss Jean on the foot.
He will be a good tool during his life in Akin. Jean hates Jet very much, but she thinks highly of his ability to handle things.
I sent Jet upstairs. Today's 'Find the Jet at the Entrance' is the end of the business.
"Baby, why don't you just bury it in the back of the mountain instead of spending money on this scumbag?”
"I agree, Master. I'm sure he'll hit the back of his head if you let him live."
"Dark organization, underground auction house. Is there a better way to build a reputation than to destroy this place? Killing him isn't too late next time."
"That's true."
"Let's trust him. I needed an Akin guide.”
The two agreed, without further ado. For a smooth journey, the party leader must actively accept the opinion of the party leader.
Murakan and Gilly watched Zet and Jean left the inn. To find a healer to cure Jet.
You two are really good friends.
As soon as I left the inn, my heart felt hollow. When he moved alone in Akin, he could use the information as a regression.
Akin is a city with slow development because of the tyranny of Tessing. Before the return, most of the facilities and organizations that Jean knew would be there.
It didn't take a long time to find a healer with the heaviest mouth. The magic shop of "Maltrang," a man who treats even if his opponent is a wanted man, was still there.
"I hear you're so good at this illegal healing."
"Where did you hear that?"
"I don't know, I'll give you a good deal."
It's obvious that he's 15 years younger, but Maltrang's belly was the same as a middle-aged man. For a moment, Maltrang rubbed my stomach as if agonizing.
"......what is the patient's condition?"
"I've lost a couple of my ribs and one finger is rattling. I didn't bleed much."
Ting. Jean bounced a well-crafted ring with her finger. As soon as he got the ring, he jumped to his feet.
"Lucky day, let's go."
Indeed, Maltrang is a skilled healing wizard.
As soon as he entered the inn, he wiped out the traces of beatings left on Jet in five hours.
Healing magic with sweat makes him look like a decent clergyman.
"The magic federation is, by the way, by the way, the magic federation. That's what a healer looks like on the street.”
Gilly whispered, watching the Jiyu scene all the time. She seemed particularly curious as she had not had much access to magic because she was living in Looncandel.
Jet looked very moved and bowed his head as the treatment ended.
"My dear, although the first meeting was not good. I swear allegiance to you forever. Please allow."
"I saw you do. Healer, are we done? It's not like in a couple of hours this guy's chained bones are shaking again, is it?"
"That's an uninteresting. I'll see you later. Call me if you need anything else. If it's not serious, I'll just treat you once. Because I'm a man of money."
"Good service. Goodbye."
Maltrang has left.
Jet sat side by side, eagerly examining the three men sipping black tea.
'No matter how much I think about it, these guys... Smells like a giant. I'll have to kiwi the eyes I see, it'll be good to know from the beginning! Why did they come to Akin's village?'
The young man who beat himself up is a very powerful man, and the maid seems familiar with this scene, and the boy who mistook them as a child prodigy acts like a hand and foot.
It was the type that Jet had never experienced before.
'The heir to a big, unmanned family, or a special bit of bitumen? Either way, if I hit the back of my head wrong, I can't even pick the bones.’
After a while, Jed concluded that the Qin and his party were on a special basis.
He even went so far as to mistake his calculated behavior for certain, from coming to him in a surprise visit. It was also understandable to think so that he brought in a special healer he didn't even know in an hour.
'They'll already have the information about me in their hands. You're gonna approach me, open the way to Tessing Underground auction house, and you're gonna do something there...….’
Then after the mission is complete, you'll end up with a dog that's finished hunting.
Thinking so far, Jet clenched his teeth and decided. Let's be the one who needs them enough not to kill themselves. Let's show that kind of loyalty.
Even if Tessing's status is great, it only works in a well called Akin. On the other hand, the Beacon Special Forces are a world-renowned group. Which side should I stick to? I didn't have to roll the jjangu anymore.
For a while, Zett kept up information about tessing and underground auctions. Assuming they were special leases, wealth was as good as information.
"Tessing's external boss is a character named Salka, but there is a real boss. Salka is just a sign. He's called the spider-hand alu among us."
"Really?"
"Alu is a very dangerous person unlike me. Rumor has it that there's also a string of pure blood across the ocean, which is likely to be true. And the underground auction...….”
Jean is a boring piece of information, but she let it go on. That's how you get your colleagues' pre-regression information.
'By the way, there's a string in Looncandel? There must have been such a rumor about alu. I don't think any of the brothers will hang out with the Rutero magic federal scum...….’
As if something came to mind while thinking so far, Jean put down the teacup.
'The one who tried to curse me. There's a possibility for him. This is Rutero, the magic federation, the land of the Zipple.’
You can't jump to conclusions. The curse, which is about "the widow of the wing," can only be spread by the highest level of wizardry, and at best, gangsters cannot have such a wizard.
But I had to catch a straw. Ten years of storm, five years of sword garden. I tried to find the culprit of the curse during that time, but I didn't get any small clues.
"Is the explanation finished now?"
"Yes! If you need anything from time to time, please feel free to tell me. I'll explain this Jet with all my heart. I swear on my son."
"Did you have a son?"
Again, Jean was quite close to the son of Zet in his previous life. Unlike his father, he was a nice, gentle little boy.
"Yes, I have decided to offer my allegiance to you, so let's take a look at my son's face and start. I'm just trying to show you that I have no intention of betraying you."
He must be about two years old now. I can't believe I used that little boy as a tool of my oath. Jean once again shook her head at Jet's personality.
"Okay. Let's just go."
Jet doubted his two ears.Are these greenlings who are sure to be the first ones to come to Arkin all of a sudden? But the guest is the guest, so I decided to deal with it culturally first."Customer, what's wrong with you all of a sudden? Haha, even if you're a guest, you can't just swear out of nowhere... Ker-hyeop!"by a strokeA rib went out on Murakan's left punch, which was approached in a blink of an eye. Reflectively swallowing his breath, and his shoulder muscles ruptured after a heel-down follow-up, which he could not help feeling pain.Following the two ears, the two eyes can only be suspected.I'm five.'Although he is living a life like a bully, Jet is once a man who has experienced a lot in the mercenary corps.Five-star knights are usually rarely beaten somewhere helplessly. Therefore, Jet was indeed beaten one-sidedly after a long time."Murakan! What's wrong with you all of a sudden? The innkeeper is dying!""I'm trying to kill you, strawberry pie. This scumbag poisoned the drink."Fortunately, Zett is a quick-witted, unrelenting, and attached to life. In this case, it means that you know that it is best to lie flat and pray for your fault."That's, cock, kuck, oop!Of course, Murakan continued the beating without giving Jet time to apologize. His mouth is full of nutmeg characters such as "trivial beauty," "trash," and "killer," but he looks really dry.That's exactly what was arousing Jet's fears.'Jet, you look good.'Seeing his previous life's bad luck being beaten mercilessly, he feels as if he is being sued even his intestines.But he has a lot to use. If you don't dry it at this point, Jet will soon become a cold body."Murakan, stop it. Let's just listen to the story.""You have something to talk to the guy who was secretly trying to drug you? Kid."While Murakan stopped beating for a moment, Jet glistened his eyes and bowed down to the camp."Ha-ah! My Lord! Help me, please help me. I'll make up for my sins somehow!"The ribs are dislocated and the nose is half crushed, but the pronunciation is surprisingly clear with a tenacity for survival.Before he knew it, Jet crawled toward the camp and grabbed his pant leg. Murakan snorted, but if it was what a thousand-year contractor said, he had to listen and see.Slap!"Let it go, blood on it."said Jean, crouching down, slapping Jet in the cheek."Yay! I'll let go. I'm sorry. Please help me...!"I'm going to ask you some simple questions from now on. If you lie, you die; if you tell the truth, you live. Judgment is my subject, feeling, and feeling. Do you understand?"Nodding! Every time Jet shook his head, the blood spattered."Okay. What are you doing?"Usually, you'd ask first if you really took the medicine or why. It's a more essential question. Thanks to him, Jet realized once again that Jean was not a common bet.This kind of thing is not accompanied by clumsy sympathy, and the facts need to be told as objectively as possible."Lady, the owner of the inn, information. And a little pimp, and this, human trafficking... I have some insight. Buy, if you spare me, there will be so many places for you to use! Akin's got everything.Gilly's face was distorted by the amazing self-introduction. Murakin said yes, and shook his head."Don't attach the four limbs. So it's a comprehensive piece of rubbish. So what were you trying to drug us, to sell us somewhere?""I'm afraid so...."Where?""Yes?"Deuk! Jean helped Jet's little finger and hand back meet. Jets don't even dare scream. Tessing, Tessing! Shout."Te, Tetete, Tessing Underground auction house!""Explain.""Yes! Tessing Underground auction house, run by a dark organization called Tessing... Slavery and drugs, other contraband and stolen goods, they mainly deal with that!""I'll bring someone in and cure your body by evening. You know what to do next?""Of course! Oh, thank you, sir. Thank you!"Having sensed his survival, Jet was ready to kiss Jean on the foot.He will be a good tool during his life in Akin. Jean hates Jet very much, but she thinks highly of his ability to handle things.I sent Jet upstairs. Today's 'Find the Jet at the Entrance' is the end of the business."Baby, why don't you just bury it in the back of the mountain instead of spending money on this scumbag?"I agree, Master. I'm sure he'll hit the back of his head if you let him live.""Dark organization, underground auction house. Is there a better way to build a reputation than to destroy this place? Killing him isn't too late next time.""That's true.""Let's trust him. I needed an Akin guide.The two agreed, without further ado. For a smooth journey, the party leader must actively accept the opinion of the party leader.Murakan and Gilly watched Zet and Jean left the inn. To find a healer to cure Jet.You two are really good friends.As soon as I left the inn, my heart felt hollow. When he moved alone in Akin, he could use the information as a regression.Akin is a city with slow development because of the tyranny of Tessing. Before the return, most of the facilities and organizations that Jean knew would be there.It didn't take a long time to find a healer with the heaviest mouth. The magic shop of "Maltrang," a man who treats even if his opponent is a wanted man, was still there."I hear you're so good at this illegal healing.""Where did you hear that?""I don't know, I'll give you a good deal."It's obvious that he's 15 years younger, but Maltrang's belly was the same as a middle-aged man. For a moment, Maltrang rubbed my stomach as if agonizing."......what is the patient's condition?""I've lost a couple of my ribs and one finger is rattling. I didn't bleed much."Ting. Jean bounced a well-crafted ring with her finger. As soon as he got the ring, he jumped to his feet."Lucky day, let's go."Indeed, Maltrang is a skilled healing wizard.As soon as he entered the inn, he wiped out the traces of beatings left on Jet in five hours.Healing magic with sweat makes him look like a decent clergyman."The magic federation is, by the way, by the way, the magic federation. That's what a healer looks like on the street.Gilly whispered, watching the Jiyu scene all the time. She seemed particularly curious as she had not had much access to magic because she was living in Looncandel.Jet looked very moved and bowed his head as the treatment ended."My dear, although the first meeting was not good. I swear allegiance to you forever. Please allow.""I saw you do. Healer, are we done? It's not like in a couple of hours this guy's chained bones are shaking again, is it?""That's an uninteresting. I'll see you later. Call me if you need anything else. If it's not serious, I'll just treat you once. Because I'm a man of money.""Good service. Goodbye."Maltrang has left.Jet sat side by side, eagerly examining the three men sipping black tea.'No matter how much I think about it, these guys... Smells like a giant. I'll have to kiwi the eyes I see, it'll be good to know from the beginning! Why did they come to Akin's village?'The young man who beat himself up is a very powerful man, and the maid seems familiar with this scene, and the boy who mistook them as a child prodigy acts like a hand and foot.It was the type that Jet had never experienced before.'The heir to a big, unmanned family, or a special bit of bitumen? Either way, if I hit the back of my head wrong, I can't even pick the bones.'After a while, Jed concluded that the Qin and his party were on a special basis.He even went so far as to mistake his calculated behavior for certain, from coming to him in a surprise visit. It was also understandable to think so that he brought in a special healer he didn't even know in an hour.'They'll already have the information about me in their hands. You're gonna approach me, open the way to Tessing Underground auction house, and you're gonna do something there....'Then after the mission is complete, you'll end up with a dog that's finished hunting.Thinking so far, Jet clenched his teeth and decided. Let's be the one who needs them enough not to kill themselves. Let's show that kind of loyalty.Even if Tessing's status is great, it only works in a well called Akin. On the other hand, the Beacon Special Forces are a world-renowned group. Which side should I stick to? I didn't have to roll the jjangu anymore.For a while, Zett kept up information about tessing and underground auctions. Assuming they were special leases, wealth was as good as information."Tessing's external boss is a character named Salka, but there is a real boss. Salka is just a sign. He's called the spider-hand alu among us.""Really?""Alu is a very dangerous person unlike me. Rumor has it that there's also a string of pure blood across the ocean, which is likely to be true. And the underground auction....Jean is a boring piece of information, but she let it go on. That's how you get your colleagues' pre-regression information.'By the way, there's a string in Looncandel? There must have been such a rumor about alu. I don't think any of the brothers will hang out with the Rutero magic federal scum....'As if something came to mind while thinking so far, Jean put down the teacup.'The one who tried to curse me. There's a possibility for him. This is Rutero, the magic federation, the land of the Zipple.'You can't jump to conclusions. The curse, which is about "the widow of the wing," can only be spread by the highest level of wizardry, and at best, gangsters cannot have such a wizard.But I had to catch a straw. Ten years of storm, five years of sword garden. I tried to find the culprit of the curse during that time, but I didn't get any small clues."Is the explanation finished now?""Yes! If you need anything from time to time, please feel free to tell me. I'll explain this Jet with all my heart. I swear on my son.""Did you have a son?"Again, Jean was quite close to the son of Zet in his previous life. Unlike his father, he was a nice, gentle little boy."Yes, I have decided to offer my allegiance to you, so let's take a look at my son's face and start. I'm just trying to show you that I have no intention of betraying you."He must be about two years old now. I can't believe I used that little boy as a tool of my oath. Jean once again shook her head at Jet's personality."Okay. Let's just go."
