Kansutoppu Chapter 78 Part 2 (Patreon)

◆ Back Alleys of Avangard Castle Town ◆

I waited on the roof of a building in the alley and looked down. I thought it was great that I could see in the dark at times like this. There, I saw the guy who had asked Mike and Yumon to kill me standing quietly in the alleyway. As they had said, he was dressed in a hood and robe, and it was hard to tell if he was a man or a woman just by looking at his back.

This was the location they had specified for the delivery of the goods if they were successful, but in Siegel's opinion, it was more than just a mess. First, it was impossible for for them to ask two D-ranked people to kill me, even if I was drunk. Then, they need proof of the kill. The person who made the request should have either confirmed it in person or instructed the other party to bring some kind of proof, but according to Mike and Yumon, they didn't say anything about that either.

Siegel said that the ringleader was most likely an amateur who was not familiar with the adventurer situation. But if that was the case, I couldn't understand why they would even try to kill me.

"I'll expose them for what they did."

I couldn't stop thinking about it, so I jumped down behind the guy. I then quickly knocked him to the ground. The other guy didn't even seem to realize what had happened to him all of a sudden. I didn't want him to panic and start screaming, so I covered his mouth with my hand.

I turned him from his slumped position to his back and got on top of him to prevent him from escaping. As I did so, the hood naturally flipped up, revealing his face.

"Hiiii....i, only life..."

It was a middle-aged man who looked like a nobody. His hair was a little gray, and there was the characteristic smell of a middle-aged man in the air. Of course, I had never met him before. It wasn't exactly a surprise. On the contrary, my questions grew deeper.

"You asked Mike and Yumon to kill me, didn't you?"

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I underestimated you, thinking you were just a kid...I'll do anything. I'll do anything. I'll even give you the money I was going to give those two. I'll give you my life.

"Why did you try to kill me?"

"Well, because..."

"'Cause if you don't tell me, I might kill you."

"I didn't do it! It was an order from above! I was just following orders! I don't have anything against you at all!"

"The top? Orders from whom?"

"I don't know... I'm just following what's written on a piece of paper strapped to a bird..."

I don't understand. In summary, it seems that this person was following the orders of someone he didn't know and tried to kill me, so what was this all about?

"Why are you following orders from someone like that, Uncle?"

"Well."

At this point, Uncle laughed coldly. It was a lie that he was shaking like a small animal. It was as if he wanted me to kill me if he could.

"Oh, look at you, aren't you the father of the flower shop? You know, the one a little off of Central Avenue?"

"...You know it?"

Siegel, who had been hiding, appeared and quickly looked at the uncle's face. I was the only one who could catch him, so Siegel was keeping watch from the shadows.

"One of the girls I'm dating goes there a lot. She really likes your place."

"I see..."

"200,000 gold, that's a lot of money. Are you making that much money?"

"If I succeed, I'll get more money from the top. Selling flowers will be a fool's errand."

"That's too bad. It's a pity, because she really liked your flowers. It's a shame. I don't know how you take care of them to make them bloom like that. I wondered how you could make them bloom like that. You love them so much, don't you?

Then the uncle didn't say a word. Soon after, the soldiers rushed in and took him away. There were still many things I wanted to know. But Siegel's voice sounded a little depressed because he knew that the man would not talk even if he was questioned, and that it was not our job to find out.

I was the one who was targeted, and he said he would tell me if he found out anything, but I wondered if I could trust him. I wasn't convinced, but it was the least I could do.

I went back to my room and immediately jumped into bed. Next to me, Roel was sleeping quietly. I wonder if the alcohol has worn off. Speaking of alcohol, I wonder if the uncle actually mixed that. No, there was no way a florist uncle could have done that. So maybe it was just a mistake.

While I was thinking about all this, I fell asleep before I knew it.

◆ Avangard Castle Town Central Street ◆

"I can't believe the king called us here so soon!"

"I was so surprised when I opened the door and suddenly there was a soldier standing there."

"But it's a request from His Majesty! I was a little excited to hear that."

In the morning sun, we're heading towards Avangard Castle. Maizon is much closer to the castle than the inn we stayed at during the Avangard Festival. Even so, if I ran with Roel on my back, I could get there in less than a minute, but I couldn't do that in front of all these soldiers.

Maybe it was because it was morning, but there were so many people that we almost bumped into each other. It was not as busy as during the festival, but the town was still overflowing with people.

"Hey, what kind of request is it?"

"I don't know. But I'm sure Ryua-san will have no problem with any request. If there was a request that the blitz girl who fought off even the Demon King's army couldn't handle, then no matter how formidable the person was, they would be helpless."

"The, the Blitz Girl?"

"Ah, I beg your pardon..."

I didn't understand why they referred to me by that name. I don't even know if I'm cool or not. I don't know if I'm cool or not, but I think they're making fun of me.

"Blitz Girl! I like that!"

"No, I don't think it's something to be envious of..."

It's not something to be so bright-eyed about. I remembered that the people above A rank were called strange names, such as Angel of Mercy and Battlefield Poet. Shinbu told me that they call him "Fancy Kill". Why?

Gantetsu used to call himself a strong fighter. That's still cooler. Maybe I should go with that.

"Aliases are nice, aren't they? I admire them too. But there are adventurers who are given strange nicknames, and I pity them. As I recall, greyman-san is called "gold armed". I don't know how to explain it. No matter how you interpret it, it doesn't sound very honorable, does it?"

"But I guess that fits..."

"Hahaha, some soldiers say it looks good on him."

"Hmm, blitz girl, huh? I wonder if she's good-looking. What else, if anything, do you have in mind?"

"How about phantom, then?"

Someone whispered clearly in my ear. I quickly turn around, but there's only a stream of people. There were several people who had just passed me. I wonder if one of them whispered it. Who and for what purpose? For some reason, this reminds me of the man at the flower shop yesterday. I wonder what happened to him after that.

"Ryua-chan, what's wrong?"

"Did someone do something to you?"

"Well, someone just said phantom..."

"Huh, I didn't hear anything, but..."

The soldier and Roel are both puzzled.

"Oh, Ryua-chan, what's that on the ground?"

A piece of paper fell at my feet. It was a messy piece of paper, as if it had been torn from a book or something. Maybe someone had thrown it away. It looked like trash, but it bothered me strangely.

Roel looked at the piece of paper and made a frown.

"What's this?"

"Huh, um..."

"The phantom has risen, the phantom will always be watching you, the phantom will always kill try to kill you."

The soldier guy gives us a quick reading of it. Then, after whispering, "What the hell is this?", he dumped it on the side of the road again. It had been completely devoid of wind until now, but suddenly, a breeze blew and carried the piece of paper far away. It was as if it had finished its role and was being disposed of.