Labyrinth City Mesugaki Pawn Shop

89. Hidden secrets (2)

“Kill Sophia if she wants the throne.”

From far away, Yan and Sofia caught my eye, entangled with ice cream buried in their mouths.

Kill Sophia?

“That is my condition. If you keep that in mind, I am willing to teach and pass on my skills to you. The name of the Sword Saint, the honor of the Sword Saint, and everything that the Sword Saint possesses. It is enough to make a body that is lacking, but I have great eyes like yours. It’s because I don’t have any.”

It’s sweet. No, it’s not sweet enough to make your teeth melt.

“Really… I like the conditions… -“

“Isn’t it? Did you know that?”

However, I could never accept that suggestion.

I got tired of trying to get something in exchange for others 150 years ago.

No matter what it was, a promise I would never break was imprinted in my soul.

Don’t forget Irene.

It was not even worth thinking about.

“Fuck you asshole, I don’t care if you don’t learn to sword, you want me to kill my friend?”

There are countless ways to obtain wealth, and if there is a need for force, there are many ways to supplement it.

Maxwell’s proposal was nothing less than a chewing gum sticking to the floor of a back alley.

Unexpectedly, the fist that was thrown with all his might stopped right in front of Maxwell’s nose.

“Why don’t you think about it again? You’re really worthless.”

Maxwell was smiling incomprehensibly, and there was an ominous intent to kill in that expression.

The sword, which I don’t know when it was drawn, blocked the path of the fist and fell on the nape of his neck. .

The fishy smell wafting from the cool blade stung his nose and the nape of his neck tingled as if it had been slightly cut.

It has been said that if the answer is slightly different from what he wants, he will cut it down at any moment, but…

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“If you’re going to kill me, kill me. f*ck you.”

Right now, I can’t stand against the Sword Saint.

However, the next, the next, the next, the next… Countless regressions can stand against him.

No, the possibility of defeating even the Sword Saint was implied in me.

Privileges of regressors.

Never repeat the same mistake.

“Let’s see who gets behind in the end.”

I tried to include as much information as possible.

I tried to remember the sword master’s habits, actions, even the eyes that reacted to small gestures, but…

“Wahhahahahaha! Are you really a piece of sh*t?”

It was Maxwell who was laughing maniacally with his sword back before he knew it.

“No, I sometimes run into the emperor, but you’re more crazy than that, right? Do you, by any chance, carry around 20 extra lives?”

With a click, the sword was stored and Maxwell slapped me on the back with a confused expression.

“If it’s you, it’ll be fine, um um. No, it should be this way.”

“What…?”

“What is it, I just did a test. Is this guy really usable? A simple test to find out that. And…”

What the f*ck?

“Just because you said that doesn’t mean it didn’t exist-“

A hidden camera has crossed the line at this level.

A test like this that puts the lives of others on the scales-

“I’m sorry.”

Maxwell hung his head below his waist without hesitation.

My mouth was closed at the sight of a real apology, not just to make people feel ostentatious and ostentatious.

Even though it was such an action that if someone else saw it, the honor of the Sword Saint might be lost, Maxwell kept his lowered head, instead of raising his head.

As if he would stay there if I didn’t allow him.

“I know that playing with people’s hearts is unacceptable under any excuse, but I have a duty to protect Sofia.”

Through the lowered head, the sincerity is transmitted.

“I don’t want you to forgive me. I had no choice but to do it for the sake of my duty and to know the other person from the bottom of my heart, but it’s definitely my fault for causing irreparable damage. It’s a test, no matter how well you try to wrap it up, in the end Because it doesn’t change the fact that you hurt others in order to know their true selves.”

The raised hand and tightly clenched fist became colorless.

It’s not their nature to come out only when it’s dangerous.

The law is revealed even in the greed that is given to me in excess.

“…A person’s true character emerges in extreme circumstances.”

“I’m sorry. I sincerely apologize.”

At this point, I couldn’t even get angry.

“So-“

Instead of his fist, he stretched out his hand and grabbed Maxwell’s shoulder and slowly raised him up.

“How are the test results?”

It was a test I ran into with the determination to risk my life.

If your score is low, you might be really disappointed.

“Do I need to tell you? Of course I passed.”

Maxwell gave a small smile and circled it with his index finger and thumb.

“Haa…”

The ending that puts the nervousness to shame.

“…By the way, from where to where is the truth in what you just said?”

People tend to project things they usually think of even in their unconsciousness, and it wasn’t strange at all that the truth was mixed in among the facts Maxwell said.

In case you really killed Sophia…

“Oh that one? Kkeuh-, it’s all lies..?”

“…Yes?”

“Is Sophia going to want the throne? There’s no such thing at all. She gave up her right to inherit the throne and ran away from the system. Sophia is the one.”

“…..Really?”

“Do you think I’m going to tell a lie? Why do I do something you can tell right away if you ask Ay himself?”

“Then number 13…”

“There are few people who would be interested in the royal family, who have no right to inherit the throne~ Well, there were people who came close to them to maintain their friendship, but they all went out of their way. Think about it, do you think Sophia will be able to make friends normally?”

I was just listening to the words of the witches who hovered around me countless times, and I was about to lose my mind.

I’m sure those witches will talk a lot about their friends…

“No, that’s for sure…”

“So, since you’re practically the first friend I’ve ever made, treat me well. You may not be bored surrounded by witches, but you’ve probably been lonely all this while. I’m a kid who has never really felt the warmth exchanged between people.”

Saying that, Maxwell’s eyes looked out over there.

As if looking at an immature younger brother, but a warm gaze lingered on Sophia.

“But Sophia becoming emperor uh… Might be better than I thought? No, it’s not bad when you think about it? The first empress of the empire. What did that bastard emperor do to me? He cleaned up the princes’ poop. I’m in a hurry to invest in it, so I’m really sure…”

Words that would be something a Sword Saint would say… No, remarks to the point where even a Sword Saint would question whether it was okay to say something like that.

“Einheri, I have innocence too. If the emperor keeps trampling on my innocence, then I will become a traitor!”

Damn, did someone hear that?

Even though he hadn’t met the emperor, he felt like he was breaking out in a cold sweat. On the other hand, Maxwell seemed busy talking about his past, whether he knew me or not.

“I started my life as a serf at the age of 17. If there were 100 people who died in the barracks at that age… I am the only one living as well as I am now. How did I come this far? Skipping the centurion and living alone. All the bastards who betrayed our allies… I killed them all. Einheri, try sticking a piece of honey ice cream.”

I don’t know what Maxwell would be like if I weave something like this, but I’m definitely going to the guillotine saying ‘Oh, I’ll have to cut the regressor’s throat too’.

After looking around and making sure no one had seen him, he let out a sigh of relief.

“Okay, please shut that mouth…”

“And come learn the real sword. It’s a waste to rot that eye.”

“Are you going to set conditions like this again?”

“Don’t worry, just come and report how to wield a stick. You won’t get paid, so don’t bring anything strange. Because of the Improper Solicitation and Graft Act, you’ll get rid of it. If you receive an item worth more than 10 silver coins, the Ministry of Justice will tremble.”

“Yeah… The honey ice cream you just ate is also 10 silver coins.”

“…..Nothing happened.”

It was Maxwell who turned away, ignoring my gaze.

This man is absolutely selfish.

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-Ngae Taeeng Einheri Papa…! Keck! Kekek!

Witches still roaming the air were making crazy noises, and Maxwell, as if aware of such an appearance, suppressed the senses of the air showing unsettling behavior by stabbing them with a sword sheath.

There were questions all over his head.

There is only one cause, one boy who just left this place, Einheri.

Uncovering the bottom of humanity is how to come out of an extreme situation like Einheri said, so I gently touched Einheri’s emotions and brought them out to the point of explosion.

A boy who is weak in affection, a boy with a firm belief in himself that he will swing his fist at something that is not right, even if the opponent is a swordsman.

Certainly this was rare.

If Einheri didn’t choose to fight against him and showed the appearance of adapting, he would probably have walked the same path as the twelve in the past.

However, Maxwell’s doubts were not only because of that, but also in the confrontation that followed.

Originally, even if he swung his fist, he would just hold it with his hand and slowly release the pressure and try to solve it with his words… But the Sword Master had unwittingly pulled out his sword.

Because if he didn’t do that, Maxwell was assaulted with a sense of unknown fear that he would die.

It’s really been a long time.

Even when leading the injured emperor in the raid and breaking through the mountain range infested with all sorts of monsters for two months, the danger alarm that I only felt when sword fighting with the ‘Worst Witch’, which even the black magicians who walk the Apostles avoid talking about, It rang out loud in my head.

A feast of super senses realized while going through countless births and deaths.

I couldn’t help but sincerely hold out my sword at the feeling that pierced through his spine.

It stopped at the nape of the neck, but if it shows any strange signs at any moment, it’s a bell.

‘I always do my best when drawing my sword, no matter who my opponent is. Even if it’s a boy.’

Instinct, no, a super sense that transcends humans predicts the outcome of the fight with the boy.

Same situation as an ant fighting an elephant.

Maxwell’s super senses, which show close to foreknowledge at least in battle, came to the conclusion that of course he would win… But an unknown anxiety nestled in a corner of his heart continued to gnaw at his nerves.

Despite being an opponent who could be crushed with just a slight push, he continued to turn his assumptions around the battle.

Same result, win, win, win, win, win.

Heojaman… What if, what if, if the impossible assumption that Einheri never collapses in this one move is fixed as a constant?

Not once, but twice, three times, four times.

The result of the 100th battle was defeat.

There was something unknown and unknown in Einheri that won 99 times and defeated the last one.

And then on and on… Defeat, lose, lose, lose, lose, lose, lose.

I can’t beat Einheri.

After 100 battles, the conclusion that defeat was inevitable, his sense of penetrating space and time was shouting to die.

The reason was unknown.

It’s just that his heart gives out such a warning.

Given the choice between killing now or making friends, Maxwell lowered his head and chose the latter.

We will have to find out in the future whether it would have been right to just kill him or if choosing the latter would have been a better choice.

Leaving Sophia, who was still eating the ice cream Einheri bought her, Maxwell spat out words quietly toward the empty alleyway.

“What are the results of the investigation?”

Someone dressed in black fell from the empty air, got down on his knees, and very carefully handed Maxwell some papers he had been examining.

“Nothing, nothing. Names, surnames, city records, and post office records in the vicinity are all very clean.”

“As if it fell from the sky.”

It’s so clean that it’s rather strange.

There was no trace of anything done in the name of Einheri in relation to food, clothing, and shelter, which all humans should have.

“However, during the investigation, an information group acted suspiciously, so I dug it up a bit and at the end…”

As he opened the last page of the documents he received, Maxwell frowned at the name of the organization that appeared.

“The coalition has sprung up.”

“Coalition? Those bastard elves?”

“I stopped because there was a possibility of backtracking… Do you want to continue?”

On the outside, it’s just an ordinary Dark Elf, but what’s nestled inside is an old monster that has lived for hundreds of years, overcame all kinds of waves, and finally settled at the top of a group.

“…No, quit it. You don’t know how much that crazy bastard will bite if he finds out.”

Anyway, the verification of Einheri’s humanity itself had reached a score of 100 out of 10, so there was nothing more to say.

I hope Einheri will benefit Sophia, not harm.

“A boy related to the Alliance and entangled with witches…”

There is no coincidence in this world, only necessity.

“…Could it be the Alliance’s hidden secret weapon?”

It was Maxwell whose misunderstanding about Einheri was deepening.