The guard station of East End is on the east side of town, and you can see the sea from the window. The ocean view makes great scenery, but outside the window is a cliff, so if you try to escape out the window you’ll fall 20 meters downwards and be swallowed up by the raging waves.
We were interviewed one at a time, and imprisoned until an investigator from the capital came. Originally it would have been fine to stay at an inn under supervision, but someone just had to make a mess while being interviewed so everyone was put in jail, and that’s the current situation.
“Who was it! The one who hit a guard! Why are you guys so damn violent!”
I lectured them inside the jail. I’d cleaned the inside of the jail with CleanUp, and everyone sat on the ground. Our luggage was confiscated, so we don’t even have the item bags.
“It couldn’t be helped, right? That young guard was mocking me-! Well, I wasn’t the one who hit someone, though.” (Ayl)
“That’s right. That unproductive conversation was a waste of time. You just want to hit him. It wasn’t me, though.” (Velsa)
Ayl and Velsa crossed their arms, hiding their fists as they said so.
“Certainly, if I was stared at with such displeasing eyes, my hand would also lash out.” (Merumo)
“That’s true. I know he’s a guard with a noble’s background, but having a bad attitude is something else. It’s definitely not me, though.”
Merumo and Seth thrust their hands in their pockets as they spoke.
All members are guilty. I saw it with Search Skill, so there’s no doubt. Since the guards all developed bad status conditions and didn’t move midway through the interviews. By the way, I’m also guilty. He made fun of the coverall, so I iron clawed him a bit and threw him at a wall.
“From now on, do it like I did so you won’t get found out.”
Everyone glared at me, sighing.
“What do we do?”
Ayl asked.
“I think someone from the Adventurer’s Guild or the Merchant’s Guild will probably come. And we probably can’t move out from this city until the investigator comes anyway.”
“Then you intend to stay here the entire time?”
At Velsa’s words, I looked at the interior of the cell. Even though I used CleanUp to clean it up, the ground is dirt and the walls are stone. It’s certainly not very comfortable.
“Then, won’t it be fine if we made it comfortable?”
“Make it comfortable… they took the item bag too.”
“Then first is retaking the item bag, huh? Merumo, is there a bug monster nearby that you can tame?”
“I’ll give it a try!”
Merumo tamed a poisonspider, a poisonous spider monster, that had made its nest on the ceiling. She had the tamed poisonspider call for its comrades and headed towards the guards’ room above the jail. The guards raised a scream, and in the time that they left the room, I drew an earth magic circle on the ceiling, poured magic power in to open up a hole, took Ayl and my item bags, returned to the jail, and sealed the hole.
I gave the poisonspider that had done a good job some fish meat from the fish we had gotten last night.
With the item bags in hand, it’s already our game.
Spreading furs out on the floor, I made a place to sleep. With her sword, Ayl made a rectangular hole on the wall, and the entrance/exit was complete. I camouflaged the hole with the cloths with the Blacks House and Floura House emblems on them.
Ayl handed Velsa a wallet and backpack from her item bag.
“Want me to buy something?”
“Vegetables and a pot? We pulled an all-nighter last night, so let’s eat a little and then go to sleep.”
“OK!”
So saying, Velsa took out some kind of seed and a pink bottle from the backpack. Velsa dug up just a little dirt from the floor, put the seed in, and sprinkled just a little of the pink fluid on it. When she did so the seed germinated and suddenly matured, stretching a vine with thorns like a rose out of the exit. Velsa gave it a pull to check its strength and then climbed out on vine. It seems that Velsa has quickly found a use for that growth agent.
I drew the IH magic circle in the dead center of the cell, and the preparations are done.
“It’s kind of dreary.”
“Want to decorate with something?”
Ayl’s suggestion was to stab the wall with a knife and decorate by hanging a fieldboar skull.
“It’s become a room with bad taste, na.”
“What about Velsa’s flowers?”
“I wonder if we have any. Aren’t they left behind on the ship? Ah, I have a some.”
There was some of the white monster repelling flowers inside the item bag, so I arranged them in the eye sockets. With this, it’s become quite fancy-looking. Furthermore, I made simply magic stone lights by combining magic stone and wooden planks. With this we’ll be fine even at night.
Feeling a weird gaze I turned to look, and the person in solitary opposite us was looking over through the crack in the door. The solitary cell is sealed with a sturdy wood door, so I can only see his eyes.
“Hey there.”
“You guys, what are you doing?”
He muttered. Seems like it’s a man.
“Ah, we thought to make it more comfortable.”
“I, I see.”
“What are you guilty of?”
I tried asking.
“I’m a mercenary. Do you know about Berserker?”
So he’s a berserker kind of a guy.
“I’ve had the Skill called Berserker since I was born. I used that Skill in the middle of training, injured my comrades, and now I’m in here.”
“That’s quite an ordeal.”
“Not really. I’ll be let out after being in here for 2 or 3 days.”
The berserker said it like it was the usual thing.
Velsa returned and we put cut up vegetables and white fish meat in the pot and stewed it.
We also toasted the dried herringfish. It smelled quite good. The man in solitary also said, “Smells good.”
I put the vegetable and white fish soup in bowls and placed the dried fish on top. Bending the bars with all my might, I shared it with the man in solitary.
“Waa! Thank you! Thank you! … So good! So good!”
The berserker raised a voice of delight.
I returned to the cell and once again exerted my strength and straightened out the bars.
“Huh? Is it a little warped?”
“Un, it needs to be a little more … right, like that.”
Receiving Velsa’s instructions, I try to make it like it didn’t happen. Even so, when I stepped back and took a look it’s warped. Well, whatever.
“You guys, what are you doing!?”
The guard who came to check on us screamed as everyone picked at the hotpot. It’s the first guard we met, the one about the same age as me.
“What? We’re having a meal.”
“Wha-! Wh,what do I do about this!?”
“Want some? There’s already only one helping left.”
I put all the contents of the pot into a bowl and presented it to the guard.
“Oo-, this is quite good … that’s not the issue here!”
He’s quick to follow the mood.
“Good grief, just what are all of you?”
“Like I said, we’re in the cleaning and extermination trade.”
“That appears to be true. Right now the Merchant’s Guild and Adventurer’s Guild Masters came to the guard station to tell us to let all of you out.”
“Then will we be released?”
“That’s impossible. The one who was murdered is an aristocrat. Furthermore, he’s the Prince’s household tutor. If we release you, then it will be our heads that go flying.”
For real? That would be bad. We’ll try to limit ourselves from going outside as much as possible.
“I see.”
“Honestly, I don’t think you guys are the criminals. To the point that I want you to lend a hand to help resolve this.”
“As long as we get paid, we’ll cooperate.”
“Officially, I still can’t trust you that much. But personally, I give my thanks for sending my subordinates with the aristocratic origins flying. Those guys have been slacking recently.”
There seems to be all sorts of guards.
“So how long should we stay in here?”
“The investigator from the capital will come tomorrow or the day after. And then it will be out of my control. After that, I don’t know.”
“Can I ask something?”
“What is it?”
“Why do you think we’re not the criminals?”
“Every single one of you have the ability to defeat a guard with a single blow. I don’t know where you pulled it out from in this situation, but the fact is that you’re eating hotpot. There’s the warped bars and the smell of dried herringfish wafting from solitary. I assume that you lot can escape from jail if you wanted to. But then, why don’t you? Either you’re waiting for something or you’re being conscientious towards the guards; I wonder which it is. In the first place, someone waiting for something to happen coming in without carrying a docking permit is strange. And I’ve never heard of criminals who are concerned about the guards. I think those are enough reasons to believe so.”
I see, that makes sense.
“Oi! Captain Fluden!”
A middle-aged guard came down and called the guard we were speaking with. So his name is Fluden. And he’s even the captain; he’s high ranking.
The middle-aged guard whispered something to Fluden, and Fluden froze.
“Is something the matter?”
I asked.
“Where were you guys 7 days ago?”
“If it’s 7 days ago, then it was the city of Floura.”
“Floura!? That should be on the western border of the continent. Where’s your evidence?”
“You’ll be able to confirm our stay there if you contact the Merchant’s Guild and Adventurer’s Guild, I think.”
“I see. Then you have an alibi.”
“Did something happen?”
“7 days ago the Prince was kidnapped.”
“Captain!”
The middle-aged guard scolds Fluden.
“It’s fine. These people aren’t involved.”
“What’s this about the Prince being kidnapped?”
“The household tutor noble is the one who kidnapped the Prince. In other words, it’s that corpse you found. It seems there was demand for a ransom.”
“So that corpse’s identity is a kidnapper … was he killed from a falling out among cohorts?”
“I don’t know. But the Prince’s whereabouts are unknown right now.”
Good grief, it’s become something even more troublesome.
The guard station of East End is on the east side of town, and you can see the sea from the window. The ocean view makes great scenery, but outside the window is a cliff, so if you try to escape out the window you’ll fall 20 meters downwards and be swallowed up by the raging waves.
We were interviewed one at a time, and imprisoned until an investigator from the capital came. Originally it would have been fine to stay at an inn under supervision, but someone just had to make a mess while being interviewed so everyone was put in jail, and that’s the current situation.
“Who was it! The one who hit a guard! Why are you guys so damn violent!”
I lectured them inside the jail. I’d cleaned the inside of the jail with CleanUp, and everyone sat on the ground. Our luggage was confiscated, so we don’t even have the item bags.
“It couldn’t be helped, right? That young guard was mocking me-! Well, I wasn’t the one who hit someone, though.” (Ayl)
“That’s right. That unproductive conversation was a waste of time. You just want to hit him. It wasn’t me, though.” (Velsa)
Ayl and Velsa crossed their arms, hiding their fists as they said so.
“Certainly, if I was stared at with such displeasing eyes, my hand would also lash out.” (Merumo)
“That’s true. I know he’s a guard with a noble’s background, but having a bad attitude is something else. It’s definitely not me, though.”
Merumo and Seth thrust their hands in their pockets as they spoke.
All members are guilty. I saw it with Search Skill, so there’s no doubt. Since the guards all developed bad status conditions and didn’t move midway through the interviews. By the way, I’m also guilty. He made fun of the coverall, so I iron clawed him a bit and threw him at a wall.
“From now on, do it like I did so you won’t get found out.”
Everyone glared at me, sighing.
“What do we do?”
Ayl asked.
“I think someone from the Adventurer’s Guild or the Merchant’s Guild will probably come. And we probably can’t move out from this city until the investigator comes anyway.”
“Then you intend to stay here the entire time?”
At Velsa’s words, I looked at the interior of the cell. Even though I used CleanUp to clean it up, the ground is dirt and the walls are stone. It’s certainly not very comfortable.
“Then, won’t it be fine if we made it comfortable?”
“Make it comfortable… they took the item bag too.”
“Then first is retaking the item bag, huh? Merumo, is there a bug monster nearby that you can tame?”
“I’ll give it a try!”
Merumo tamed a poisonspider, a poisonous spider monster, that had made its nest on the ceiling. She had the tamed poisonspider call for its comrades and headed towards the guards’ room above the jail. The guards raised a scream, and in the time that they left the room, I drew an earth magic circle on the ceiling, poured magic power in to open up a hole, took Ayl and my item bags, returned to the jail, and sealed the hole.
I gave the poisonspider that had done a good job some fish meat from the fish we had gotten last night.
With the item bags in hand, it’s already our game.
Spreading furs out on the floor, I made a place to sleep. With her sword, Ayl made a rectangular hole on the wall, and the entrance/exit was complete. I camouflaged the hole with the cloths with the Blacks House and Floura House emblems on them.
Ayl handed Velsa a wallet and backpack from her item bag.
“Want me to buy something?”
“Vegetables and a pot? We pulled an all-nighter last night, so let’s eat a little and then go to sleep.”
“OK!”
So saying, Velsa took out some kind of seed and a pink bottle from the backpack. Velsa dug up just a little dirt from the floor, put the seed in, and sprinkled just a little of the pink fluid on it. When she did so the seed germinated and suddenly matured, stretching a vine with thorns like a rose out of the exit. Velsa gave it a pull to check its strength and then climbed out on vine. It seems that Velsa has quickly found a use for that growth agent.
I drew the IH magic circle in the dead center of the cell, and the preparations are done.
“It’s kind of dreary.”
“Want to decorate with something?”
Ayl’s suggestion was to stab the wall with a knife and decorate by hanging a fieldboar skull.
“It’s become a room with bad taste, na.”
“What about Velsa’s flowers?”
“I wonder if we have any. Aren’t they left behind on the ship? Ah, I have a some.”
There was some of the white monster repelling flowers inside the item bag, so I arranged them in the eye sockets. With this, it’s become quite fancy-looking. Furthermore, I made simply magic stone lights by combining magic stone and wooden planks. With this we’ll be fine even at night.
Feeling a weird gaze I turned to look, and the person in solitary opposite us was looking over through the crack in the door. The solitary cell is sealed with a sturdy wood door, so I can only see his eyes.
“Hey there.”
“You guys, what are you doing?”
He muttered. Seems like it’s a man.
“Ah, we thought to make it more comfortable.”
“I, I see.”
“What are you guilty of?”
I tried asking.
“I’m a mercenary. Do you know about Berserker?”
So he’s a berserker kind of a guy.
“I’ve had the Skill called Berserker since I was born. I used that Skill in the middle of training, injured my comrades, and now I’m in here.”
“That’s quite an ordeal.”
“Not really. I’ll be let out after being in here for 2 or 3 days.”
The berserker said it like it was the usual thing.
Velsa returned and we put cut up vegetables and white fish meat in the pot and stewed it.
We also toasted the dried herringfish. It smelled quite good. The man in solitary also said, “Smells good.”
I put the vegetable and white fish soup in bowls and placed the dried fish on top. Bending the bars with all my might, I shared it with the man in solitary.
“Waa! Thank you! Thank you! … So good! So good!”
The berserker raised a voice of delight.
I returned to the cell and once again exerted my strength and straightened out the bars.
“Huh? Is it a little warped?”
“Un, it needs to be a little more … right, like that.”
Receiving Velsa’s instructions, I try to make it like it didn’t happen. Even so, when I stepped back and took a look it’s warped. Well, whatever.
“You guys, what are you doing!?”
The guard who came to check on us screamed as everyone picked at the hotpot. It’s the first guard we met, the one about the same age as me.
“What? We’re having a meal.”
“Wha-! Wh,what do I do about this!?”
“Want some? There’s already only one helping left.”
I put all the contents of the pot into a bowl and presented it to the guard.
“Oo-, this is quite good … that’s not the issue here!”
He’s quick to follow the mood.
“Good grief, just what are all of you?”
“Like I said, we’re in the cleaning and extermination trade.”
“That appears to be true. Right now the Merchant’s Guild and Adventurer’s Guild Masters came to the guard station to tell us to let all of you out.”
“Then will we be released?”
“That’s impossible. The one who was murdered is an aristocrat. Furthermore, he’s the Prince’s household tutor. If we release you, then it will be our heads that go flying.”
For real? That would be bad. We’ll try to limit ourselves from going outside as much as possible.
“I see.”
“Honestly, I don’t think you guys are the criminals. To the point that I want you to lend a hand to help resolve this.”
“As long as we get paid, we’ll cooperate.”
“Officially, I still can’t trust you that much. But personally, I give my thanks for sending my subordinates with the aristocratic origins flying. Those guys have been slacking recently.”
There seems to be all sorts of guards.
“So how long should we stay in here?”
“The investigator from the capital will come tomorrow or the day after. And then it will be out of my control. After that, I don’t know.”
“Can I ask something?”
“What is it?”
“Why do you think we’re not the criminals?”
“Every single one of you have the ability to defeat a guard with a single blow. I don’t know where you pulled it out from in this situation, but the fact is that you’re eating hotpot. There’s the warped bars and the smell of dried herringfish wafting from solitary. I assume that you lot can escape from jail if you wanted to. But then, why don’t you? Either you’re waiting for something or you’re being conscientious towards the guards; I wonder which it is. In the first place, someone waiting for something to happen coming in without carrying a docking permit is strange. And I’ve never heard of criminals who are concerned about the guards. I think those are enough reasons to believe so.”
I see, that makes sense.
“Oi! Captain Fluden!”
A middle-aged guard came down and called the guard we were speaking with. So his name is Fluden. And he’s even the captain; he’s high ranking.
The middle-aged guard whispered something to Fluden, and Fluden froze.
“Is something the matter?”
I asked.
“Where were you guys 7 days ago?”
“If it’s 7 days ago, then it was the city of Floura.”
“Floura!? That should be on the western border of the continent. Where’s your evidence?”
“You’ll be able to confirm our stay there if you contact the Merchant’s Guild and Adventurer’s Guild, I think.”
“I see. Then you have an alibi.”
“Did something happen?”
“7 days ago the Prince was kidnapped.”
“Captain!”
The middle-aged guard scolds Fluden.
“It’s fine. These people aren’t involved.”
“What’s this about the Prince being kidnapped?”
“The household tutor noble is the one who kidnapped the Prince. In other words, it’s that corpse you found. It seems there was demand for a ransom.”
“So that corpse’s identity is a kidnapper … was he killed from a falling out among cohorts?”
“I don’t know. But the Prince’s whereabouts are unknown right now.”
Good grief, it’s become something even more troublesome.
