With Vasel, who offered to escort us just incase, we were headed for the underworld.

 We were now running down the main street.

 Looking around, I saw that the sun had already set and the magic lights were illuminating the surroundings.

Normally at this time of the day, the street would be less crowded, but perhaps the festivities of the martial arts tournament have propagated, and today it is filled with crowds not much different from the daytime.

 As we made our way through the crowd, we could hear a number of people talking. There was no small amount of talk about the martial arts tournament, and there was also some conversation going on that complimented me.

 Frankel, who was leading the group, looked ahead and spoke to me.

"You seem to be doing well these days. I've been hearing a lot about you."

"Well, I've been doing reasonably well."

When I was six years old, I was picking my nose.'

"I think I was blessed with the right people and environment. I'm a person like that by nature.'

"Don't be modest. Our boss doesn't like that kind of thing."

"I remember that. I'll be careful. Please stop.'

Among the countless conversations, there was a voice that bothered me. I didn't even wait for Frankel to stop before heading in that direction.

"How can I help you, Mr. Norwin?"

"I think I may know him."

"A friend of yours?'

"No, I'll just say I know him one way or the other. I heard a moan, so I thought I would help you.'

 I said and hurried toward the voice, and Vasel passed me and went on ahead.

I'm going to go check on him first to see if he's in any danger.

 Soon, a strange crowd of people came into view. And then...

"How dare they steal our goods!"

Gugg!

 A slave boy is being whipped at the center of the crowd. He was the one who had fought Lieselotte earlier in the day.

 Has he already been whipped many times? He has several worm sores on his back and is held down by an adult, unable to move.

It seems he was caught for stealing.

 Vasel calmly analyzes the situation and then pushes the crowd away without hesitation. A number of citizens, suddenly shoved from behind, turn around with a start, but they shrivel up and disappear when they see Vasel, who is a big man and instantly recognizable as a knight.

"The shopkeeper. That's enough of that."

'Who are you, nobleman?'

 To be precise, knights are a slightly different category of nobility. The status of a Vasel is not passed on to his descendants. The shopkeeper who does not know such a thing, however, is not allowed to kill 'indiscriminately those who have disrespected him or her.

 But the shopkeeper, who knew nothing of such things, was surprised when Vasel stopped the whip he had been wielding so vigorously.

"It was a child's act. That's enough of a punishment."

"That's not good enough! In a small business like mine, even one piece taken away from us is a huge loss!"

"Then let's call it quits."

"Eh..."

 With a flick of the silver coin on the shopkeeper's forehead, Vasel picks up the slave boy who is lying on the ground. The actuality that the actuality is that the actuality is not really a good idea. He was still limp and motionless.

For the time being, he uses a recovery spell to keep an eye on him.

'Vasel, is the boy going to be okay? '

"I'm sure he'll be fine, but I'm ashamed to admit that I don't know much about medicine.'

'He seems fine."

 Frankel, who peeked out from behind Vasel, looked at the boy's entire body and answered, "I can tell just by looking at him.

"You know a lot just by looking at him, don't you?"

Well, you know. The underworld is full of all kinds of injuries, and you'll be able to tell the seriously bad ones from the really bad ones.

"I see. It must be very hard."

'Oh. I don't know this kid that well, do you? You don't know this kid that much, do you?"

"You sure?"

Oh, yeah. I don't know this kid that well, do you? You don't know this kid that well, do you?

"Well, yeah, bu

It was definitely just a coincidence that we met here. If we say "Yes, bye-bye" after casting a restorative spell, we will not be involved in the future.

However, if I get involved with him in the way of selling my favor, I may be able to turn a coincidence into a miracle encounter.

 Hmmm, no, but....

I don't even know this kid's backbone. I'd like to be a friend of his, if possible, but I think it's too rash to establish a close relationship with him out of the blue.

 I know.

 I called out to the boy on Vasel's back.

Good morning. Are you awake?"

ЭYou're the worst sleeper I've ever seen."

 Even though he was wearing light clothing, he was being carried on his back by Vasel, who was wearing protective gear. The comfort must be the worst.

I've applied a recovery spell for the time being.

'I don't feel any pain at all. I'm saved."

"I'm glad. I'm sorry to interrupt, but there's something I wanted to talk to you about..."

'Was it good?"

"Yes. I think it's the best for now."

"t. I didn't understand what was going on. You are thinking about a lot of things, huh? You sound like my boss.'

 Frankel's words were the highest praise I had ever received.

 I don't have Schneizel's ability to reap all the benefits of a single body, nor do I have the confidence that I will be able to do so in the future.

Therefore, I believe that the strength of Haiyan, who blends magic, sword, and wits, is the height that I should aim for.

After that, we continued our journey and entered the underworld, where Hyang was in charge.

 The streets must have been destroyed during the previous upheaval. The streets we had seen in the past had collapsed, and new buildings were being constructed by people who were probably members of Haiyan's organization, the Unknown.

 There were more young people than I had expected. Perhaps they have accepted many new members? It was an unusual behavior for that Hyann...

"Here we are."

In the meantime, we arrived at Haiyan's base. A fortress-like castle that did not match the chaotic underworld. It is protected by layers of strong security and even stronger guards.

 If we were to attack it, we would need an army. But there is no way that Haiyan has not taken measures to deal with it. This is his home, and there must be traps here and there to entrap his enemies.

 It's terrifying.

How could such a fort exist in the underground world?"

 Vasel looked up at Haiyan's castle with an astonished expression.

"Is it really so great?"

 

"It's not something that's "awesome. No matter how top of the underground society he is, an individual owns this, etc. ------"

Since Vasel, who had fought on the battlefield with Schneizel, said this, the fortress rising in front of us must be tremendous.

  After passing through several lines of defense, we were led to the strategy meeting room inside the fortress.

'Here we are."

 We opened the door, and in the back was...

"Hello, you're here. It's been a long time."

 Hiyan and some strong-looking men who must be his close associates surrounded a big desk with some kind of difficult looks on their faces.

 And then...

One of them had beautiful silver hair that extended to shoulders and could be described as either a man or a woman, and an old butler who accompanied her.

Who was that?

"Ah, Mr. Norwin.'

"Oh, you're the boy from back then.

 "Oh, uh... Yes, that's right. I remembered"

 

Kaine and the old man.

 He was the child of the man who was the head of the huge organization that was recently crushed by the Ulgor Evil Order.

 I had forgotten about him because he was so non-existent at the end of the battle.

He was so absent at the end of the battle that I had forgotten about him. What can I do for you today?

"I called you here because I'm not busy. I thought I'd give you a lesson."

 Uh, ah, what?

'Training, is it?"

"That's right. I'll teach you my spells."

 Wearing a blue lightning bolt, the strong man I admire smiled thinly.

 

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