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"I have strength! Anything, hire me! You don't need money! ”

When the man named "Nocton" pleaded, the masked mage finally agreed to take him with him.

All the best.

Nocton and the others carried a weak Fire Clan woman into the depths of the forest.

A wonderful, faint scent of hair wafted into his nose.

What a beautiful woman! It's the first time I've seen such beauty when she's grown up, and how mesmerizing it would be if she recovered...... The weight is also very light, and it is enough to lift the recliner with one hand.

One hand is free.

So, Nocton used his free other branch to sweep away the footprints along the road.

…… Why am I erasing footprints?

Nocton didn't understand if it was his own strange thinking, or if everyone else had something wrong with their heads. Obviously, the masked female mage has solemnly requested that "it must be kept secret", so why is he the only one who cares about the footprints left on the muddy road after the rain? There is a sense that the boss is not in a hurry and the employee is in a hurry. Of course, you have to eliminate footprints, right? Isn't it? It should be eliminated, right? Why didn't the rest of the people, including the masked mage herself, worry about it at all?

Ah, I see!

It's a test for me!

That's why I was at the end of the line! That horrible female mage had already seen through my knowledge of erasing traces, so that's why she arranged it that way, didn't she? Well! This is equivalent to telling me bluntly, "I let you walk at the end of the line, but I don't know what to do with erasing your footprints", I can't be expelled or killed! I know that a monthly salary of 2 gold is not easy to earn! Now I have to erase the traces while carrying the patient, which is more sinister than the interview at the newspaper office in my hometown!

The more Nocton thought about it, the more he couldn't help but secretly get angry. Determined to show the masked mage what he was capable of, he worked even harder to erase his footprints while lifting the chaise long.

When he arrived at his destination, he realized that something was really not quite right.

First, the entrance to the palace is so large and exposed to the ground, and it is super obvious under the reflection of the sunlight through the forest, so it can be considered hidden?

Second, what about recliners? Why are they all gone, leaving their deck chairs near the entrance? Isn't it going to be destroyed? Are you really not going to destroy it and stay here to show off the market?

I couldn't help it, so I asked the masked female mage: "Lord Yuhan Bed, do you want to destroy this recliner and hide the traces?" ”

Unexpectedly, the other party replied: "Ah, I can't stand it! With that, he jumped straight out of the entrance.

Ay?

What do you mean?

Nocton quickly made up the subtext of the other party - "Are you stupid? Do you even have to ask me this kind of question one by one? If you don't destroy it, you should stay here, invite everyone to come and watch, and shout "Look, here are the items used by the group, find the palace!" ”。 Did you say that if you can't keep it secret, you will be killed? Do you want to die? Don't you have brains? Ahh Let's do it ourselves, destroy it and come back, or die. I don't want to hire waste."

Thinking of this, Nocton trembled and laughed, and his fighting spirit burned - you monster! Don't be arrogant! Let's show you how capable I am!

Nocton pulled out a knife and broke the rattan and wooden wedges where the chaise longue was connected in turn, breaking them into a pile of bits and pieces. Then a simple canopy was erected at the entrance with wooden strips, and the larger dead leaves were carefully laid on top. In this way, it will not interfere with the entry and exit, and you will not notice a metal wellhead when viewed from the top of the valley.

He clapped his hands triumphantly.

Climb down the entrance.

He was shocked by this unheard of all-metal palace! Sure enough, it's from the heavenly realm! Sharp! A thousand words of exclamation are omitted below.

Anyway, he was the last one to come in.

The masked female mage is waiting for him.

"Good work, good job, reward you." She patted Nocton on the shoulder and handed a ring to her hand.

Nocton didn't come for the money.

He is a hunter in a nearby village, but he has volunteered to be a reporter for his hometown newspaper since he was a child, but the interview is too difficult and he has not been able to get his wish, so he is forced to make a living to become a hunter. Although the newspaper office in his hometown is located in a remote village, he is proud to be the largest newspaper publisher in the whole continent.

As a hunter, he has some connections with the demon wolf leader near his hometown. It happened that the leader of the wolf pack was changing, and he followed the footprints of the wounded wolf all the way to this deep mountain, and found ...... The demon wolf turned into charcoal.

This demon wolf is extremely powerful, and all the hunters in his hometown know it. Now he is dying so miserably. The precious wolf horns and magic crystals were not dug up either, which is not normal. It is estimated that this mage does not take such valuable loot in his eyes at all, and it must be very great.

So I held that maybe the other party would appear, after all, this is the nearest village, and I pretended to be a homeless here.

It actually appeared!

The horrible look in the inn, and those charred corpses, can't be wrong!

He knew that it was very dangerous, but in order to be able to join the newspaper with exclusive news, he had to find out what was going on and was hired.

The reality was even more sinister than he expected. Even what she did outside the palace was all in the eyes of the female mage, otherwise how could she say "hard work"? I'm afraid that this ring is attached to unimaginable magic such as positioning and mind reading, otherwise why should it be rewarded to him who has just arrived? Eat before working, when he is stupid? The meals must have been filled with the legendary chronic poison, and the antidote had to be taken regularly to survive, in order to pinch the throats of all of them!

Delicious! It's delicious!

Damn, there's no other way but to pretend to be stupid and eat it, for my scoop, fight! It's too late to regret running away now! Sure enough, it was poisoned, that's right, only to tempt others to eat more will the food be so colorful, flavorful! Otherwise, who would prepare such a high-end meal for a mere coolie?

I don't know if he was moved by the food, or because he was afraid of how terrible the poison would be, he shed tears while saying "delicious, delicious".

"Thank you for the compliment, there are still plenty of dishes to your heart's content."

The voice of a masked mage came from the top of the hall. Despite the suave way of speaking, Nocton only felt a chill down his spine when he persuaded others that poison could be late and full. Once again, it's under her invisible watch, and it's tricky to get some scoops. Maybe I thought it was too simple before, and I am afraid that I will die here in vain.

Suddenly, the woman who came to work as a coolie with her asked, "Lady Yuhanbed, what kind of ingredients are used in these delicious dishes?" ”

"Hmm, it's better to keep it a secret, right?" The voice from the top panel was elegant and sweet, and then continued, "Leave the cutlery on the table, I'll clean it up." After you finish eating, can you carry the six bodies next to you to the table? ”

Nocton had already noticed six bodies lying side by side on the ground. I haven't had a chance to speak. In fact, everyone wants to ask why the restaurant doubles as a morgue.

And they did so.

Place the six bodies on the table one after the other.

The wall next to the table rises, and a deep pipe appears. Several metal tentacles dragged the corpses inside, one by one.

Shut down.

The wall in the same position was opened again, and the bowls, plates, and knives and forks were dragged in.

Turn it off again.

The wall in the same place opened again, and some dishes that were more sumptuous than before were served to the table.

"So, who needs to continue dining, please don't be polite. After all, it was very hard physical labor after that. ”

Uh-uh!

Nocton vomited on the spot, vomiting all the food he had eaten. Not only him, but everyone else covered their mouths and resisted the urge to vomit.

Constantly thinking about what kind of meat he had just eaten, Nockton's mind was in chaos.

In a state of confusion, under the guidance of the masked mage, she crawls through a hot pipe and arrives in a room that looks quite sacred.

Something that turns like a ship's rudder. One for each person.

The monotonous rotation of the thing called the hand-cranked generator made Nokton's mental power, which had exceeded the limit of tolerance, become demented and numb. He doesn't have the energy to think about scoops anymore...... Let's just think about how it won't become someone else's dish tomorrow.