The corpses of Merwin and the others were turned into charcoal by Elfi.
　The smell of burnt blood and flesh seems to have seeped into the basement, but there's nothing we can do about it.
　There are some sub-humans with a well-developed sense of smell, so we spread oil and other substances with camouflage to completely eliminate our smell, just in case.

　Since we got rid of that many of them, it will be a problem, but they'll be treated as missing for a while.
　We didn't leave any evidence, and unless they searched our memories, no one should know we did it.

"Come to think of it, there's a hidden passage in that wall, isn't there?

　This is where Merwin was trying to escape.
　There might be something up ahead.

　When I channeled my magic power, a hole was created in the wall that people could pass through.
　I tried to block out the signs and proceeded beyond it.

　It seems to be an escape route, and it seems to lead to the outside.
　There are several rooms, each of which was laid out with a simple summoning formation that leads to the outside.
　It's called a contraption of underground and hidden passageways, they've spent a lot of money.

　Inside that room, there was a place where wards were set up.
　I shattered the wards and went inside.

'This place looks like a ...... study.
That thing up there is camouflage.

　It was decorated with chairs, desks and other rather expensive furnishings.
　When I looked through the materials on the desk, I found something about the black deals Merwin made.
　The story that he is connected to a member of the state legislature seems to be true, and there are several things related to it.

'Hmm, it's all black. If this material comes to light, it's going to cause quite a stir.

　If I'd seen it first, there would have been a scenario where they could have dismissed Merwin by spreading the evidence, disqualified him, and then taken the fall: ......, but now that they've gotten their revenge, I don't think I'm going to do anything about it, especially now that I'm reading this.
　I'll just leave it alone.

'N......'

　Elfi looked through the blank letterhead on his desk.　
　He wasn't particularly interested in it, so he decided to fish elsewhere.

'I knew you'd saved up quite a bit,'

　I used my magic to open the safe where it was placed, and a magic stone came out from inside.
　It's not a fist-sized one like I have, but a small pebble-sized one.
　Even so, it should be quite a lot of money if I redeem it.
　I've stolen enough from the kingdom to get what I need, and I don't need the money at the moment.

...... Oh, yes.

　I thought of a use for it, so I threw the magic stone into the pouch.
　Since he did this, he should be held accountable with his money.

　For the next few minutes, I fished around the room, but I didn't find anything of interest in this.
　He said he was connected to the Demon King's army, but there was nothing in particular about that either.
　It's time to go, and when I was putting away the things I scavenged, it was time to go.

''Iori, come here.''

　Before I knew it, Elfie, who had activated his magic eye, called out to me with a blank letterhead in his hand.
　He has some difficult expression on his face.

''What's wrong?
I felt a hint of magic on this letterhead. I took a look at it with my demon eyes and found that it was sealed tightly.

　I look at it, but it just looks like a letterhead.
　However, when I think about it, it certainly gives me a sense of discomfort.
　The true nature of this uncomfortable feeling seems to be magic.

Can you read it?
Yes, I did. You'll find something related to you.

　With that, Elfi began to read the letter.

　The content of the letter can be summarized as follows.

　For some reason, I killed the "Heroic Amatsu" who was alive and the demon tribe that ruled over him.
　Since the Demon King's army would have been harmed if I left them alone, I want you to tell Ortegia that I disposed of them beforehand.
　I'll give you the corpse as evidence, and I'd like to meet with you in person.
　I will send a messenger over there.

　Only once in the text was the name of the recipient of the letter mentioned.

''I heard that 'Beltoga' is the Hand of the Demon King's Army who is now in this city.

　The sound of that name took my breath away.

''Even so, that werewolf species (werewolf), it seems they thought they had killed us before they fought. Utterly licked ...... what's up, Iori?
'I think I might know that Bertoga guy.
What did you say?

　There was a man with the same name among the demon tribe.
　He's one of Dionysus' men, and they're having a conversation right before the final battle.

　"I saw him in my mind.

"One of the traitors I saw in Lyuza's memory.

　Maybe there is a demon tribe with the same name.
　He might be a completely different person from that demon tribe.

But if it's him, I'll kill him for sure.

　Perhaps this Beltranga is still somewhere in this city.
　It's also possible that he's in the Purgatory Labyrinth.
　There's a labyrinth-busting party in place, and maybe he's guarding the labyrinth with the Fire Demon General.

''Let's go, Elfi. It's time to leave.

　I got my revenge on the traitor.
　And on top of that, we have the key to our next revenge.
　It was the best thing that could happen to me.

"Yeah, okay.

　We left Merwin's mansion under the same darkness as when we came, and we left Merwin's mansion.

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　A day had passed since the blacksmith's shop went up in flames.

　The sun was beginning to rise.
　A sorcerer came to Zsoltz's hospital room, where he had been hospitalized for severe burns.

　He's one of the best healing magicians in the spa city.
　He's quite skilled, but that's why his requests cost quite a bit of money.

　Misha, who was leaning against Zoortz, told the sorcerer that he couldn't pay him very much, but he couldn't pay him.
　However, the sorcerer shook his head and replied that he had already been paid in advance.

　Eventually, in Misha's presence, the sorcerer treated Zoortz.
　The wounds caused by the burns were severe and could not be healed by intermediate level healing magic.
　It was even said that if this was the case, there would be aftereffects.

　However, this sorcerer was capable of exercising healing magic up to an advanced level.
　After a long chant, the sorcerer invoked the healing magic.
　Light poured down to the area that was covered by the bandages and healed the burns.

　And.
　In just a few minutes, Zoortz's wounds had healed almost perfectly.
　The doctor who saw the wound even beat the drum that he would be able to get out of the hospital soon with this.

　Misha couldn't thank him enough and bowed to the sorcerer again and again.

'Who in the world paid for this?

　The sorcerer replied to the question.

'A boy with dark hair and a girl with silver hair.

　Misha watches the sorcerer leave, stunned.
　She exhales a small breath and turns her gaze to Zorz, who is sleeping peacefully, unlike earlier.

''...... hmm?''

　That's when I noticed a leather bag that hadn't been there before sitting by Zsoltz's bedside.
　When you hold it in your hand, you can feel its heavy weight.

This is .......

　Inside were a large number of gold coins and a letter that said, "Fix the store with this.


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So that's an end in sight.

　We watched the healing sorcerer leave the hospital and return.
　With that sorcerer, Zsoltz should be fine now.

　After leaving Merwin's mansion, we looked for a healing magician who could heal Zsoltz's wounds and applied for a request.
　The amount spent on the request was paid with the amount of magic stones we exchanged for.

　Then I left all the rest of the money at Zoelz's place.
　With that much, it would be possible to rebuild the blacksmith shop.

　I had a hand in the burning of that shop.
　That's why I cleaned up the mess.
　The money belongs to Merwin, but most of the blame lies with him, so there's no problem.

　There is still a lot of work to be done in this town, but as for Merwin, it's settled.

...... For now, let's go back to the inn. I'm getting sleepy.
I'm hungry. Let's get something to eat and go home.

　So we bought some food and went back to the inn.