Wolf Barrel 5.56

Having said a nice goodbye to Isaac, I headed straight to the Adventurer's Guild.

To meet the person Mr. Saito was asking for.

But by the time we meet, we have plenty of time.

I stumbled on a sandwich on the road and strolled around the town at noon, but still had time to spare. So I decided to pay a fine of 200,000 first.

Fifteen gold coins weigh snugly in the pocket.

This weight lightens my footprint.

I opened the Alliance entrance door in a clear mood. [M]

I felt like I had no heart or the air was tingling. Are you out of your mind?

Present your ID at the reception counter while tilting your neck. All you have to do is give me the money and the process is done. It was really a shame.

That's enough to say goodbye to 200,000. Nature and grin spilled.

Anyway, and I thought I'd report a word to Mr. Stella, but I don't see it.

I heard he was bound to be on the ground floor at this hour. Nah, one man approached me as I circled my neck wondering.

"May I be Dear Ogami?

"Eh, ah, yes"

He's a mid twenties man with a serious vibe that looks like he's in a schoolteacher.

The man was not dressed as an Alliance official. It's somewhat close to military uniform.

Of course I don't know him.

It's the woman I'm going to meet.

Then who the hell is this guy?

You perceived this alert, the man added in advance.

My name is Alji, and I'm looking for guidance on Mr. Saito's case.

"Oh, did you"

Relieve ho nervousness.

Following Alji's guidance, I followed the scene. [M]

The fifth floor of the Adventurer's Guild.

This floor presented a completely different and stunning appearance from the ground floor.

Quite tightly guarded, by the time I walked down this floor from the stairs, I knocked at the door of the iron plaid about three times presenting my ID.

Every few meters you walk is different from a guard.

If you look closely, there were a number of crystal devices embedded in the corners of the ceiling, like surveillance cameras, moving like fish eyes, looking around.

I was sent to a room called the "Special Room" and told to wait here.

This special room is about ten tatami in size and covers all sides with windowless walls.

Speaking of furniture, there's a simple desk in the center and two chairs to pair.

And on the wall, a large rectangular mirror is installed.

It's a drama room.

Being reflected on the wall, I was like a suspect waiting to be questioned.

What the hell, this.

Absolutely not normal.

I felt like I was floating around here all at once.

Conceive while staring into the mirror.

What's happening to me right now?

Didn't you just meet people?

Apart from that?

No way...... you didn't think Buzz was wrong or something?

No, that's not true. "Hair Appraisal" was real.

Apparently, a hair appraisal is the application of the hair of a dead person to a special device, which can evoke the identity of that person and the memory of the last few minutes before his death. It is a more advanced substitute than real-world DNA testing. The hair I brought back, I should have been able to prove it was real.

So, what the hell is this?

There was a sound of Concon and Knock as they were raising the tension so that no matter what happened.

And the door opened before this reply, and one big woman came in.

- A carnivore.

I looked at her at first glance and I thought of that.

The long coat, woven with feathers, has a snake scaly taste.

Pure white standing shirt. Black leather trousers with a boneless hardware belt.

The wavy silver-gray long hair has a lion's hyena-like penetration.

The buttons on the shirt are boldly opened, from which a plethora of valleys peeps.

It's like being a mafia woman boss in a movie.

She was an old woman with great beauty.

She sat gracefully face to face with the tips and the floor.

……

I can't get the word out.

I was overwhelmed by that presence, and I thought it was natural that I should not speak out without her forgiveness. The gaze intersects. Then I illusion as if she was seeing everything through me and stripping me naked.

But I don't feel bad. Rather......

No, uh, hang on.

Is it possible that I'm a Mazo?

That was all the time when I was stunned, for example.

After the gorgeous woman, two pairs of men and women dressed in robes entered the room.

At that moment,

On his spine, a shock ran like he was dropped iron.

Part of the light armor is visible from the gap in the robe.

One-handed sword at hips. Due to the swelling of the robe, it is expected that the weapon is also hidden inside.

Of the two, one looks familiar. This is Alji, who just showed me around. But the atmosphere that was haunting me was different.

When the pair lined up side-by-side behind the beautiful woman, they hit me with their gaze.

From that gaze, I smelled dangerous.

To put it clearly, 'one of you is trying to kill me'.

I can't explain it well. But that's what this is all about.

The room fills with tingly air that stabs the back of the nose.

It's like a flammable gas.

The moment one of them shows a disturbing movement, it causes static electricity to detonate.

I groaned low.

Worst. Worst case scenario.

I understand that there are people in this world who are much stronger than me. But I never thought I'd collide head-on at such an early stage.

I don't want to doubt it, but maybe Mr. Saito tricked me.

The part of my brain that senses danger keeps screaming hysterically from just now. Run now, or they'll kill you. I want to if I can. But I have no escape. [M] Because the only way in and out is blocked.

I concentrated my consciousness on the right hand side of the table.

Experience in action a few days ago prophesies that a killing will take place in this room now.

There is no escape. I just have to do it. Get ready.

And the action happened suddenly.

The beauty sitting opposite me glanced softly at me.

The next moment, Alji tried to hang his hand on the sword.

"Stop!"

I kicked the floor away from the table, stood in a position where the corners of the room were on my back, and at the same time summoned Beretta M92F, pointing her at the gunpoint.

Keep going, let the words go sharply.

"If you pull that sword out a few more centimeters, I'll kill you! Get that hand off me now!

A screaming warning. This is the limit we can afford.

No more human language from here on out.

A beautiful woman who looked at me like that laughed lightly.

"Follow him."

"... is"

When Alji responded briefly, he took his hand off the sword.

It's not you!

"What I'm talking about is the red-haired woman there! Get your hands out of the robe now!

My muzzle was directed at a red-haired woman, barefoot through Alji.

Of the three people who came in, I've always felt this red-haired woman was a threat.

There is no basis, just a survey.

But I was in the middle of something.

If you hadn't been careful, you wouldn't have noticed she was reaching for the sword.

If you hadn't noticed, Alji would have shifted his attention when he tried to hold his sword to this lookout. As a result, her attack was hitting this way when she realized it.

That was the moment.

I just want to avoid being ahead of the red hair at all costs.

And if I can, I want the flow of engagement to stop like this.

"Come on."

In the stuck air, the beauty's inclusive laughter echoed.

Eventually.

"I want to talk to him and you two alone, you guys stay back"

"Ha."

They obeyed honestly and left the room.

Confirming that the door to the room was closed, I finally loosened the thread of tension.

I don't know what's going on. But first the crisis left.

Erasing his pistol, he gained momentum and strength out of his body, as if the tub plug had fallen out. Put your back on the wall, haha, and exhale the buildup in your lungs.

It sucked.

That was seriously bad.

If a red-haired woman meant to attack, she could have died. It's time for luck to see how it turns out, but I don't really think I can get out of this room with five satisfied bodies.

I'm so glad I didn't have to fight.

It makes me sweat more.

But this wasn't the end of my shock.

"Why don't we sit down and talk? Ogamisingo"