The missing children were very picky eaters.
　There was no such thing as etiquette during the meal, they just ate every single dish in front of them.
　Like hyenas swarming around a corpse, the four children's eating was truly wild.
　On the other hand, Kaede's eating is so quiet that even just looking at her, you can feel a kind of elegance.

　There is no conversation at all, just a single-minded effort to put the food in front of him into his stomach.

What can I say? ...... You're a wild child.
I'm sorry for the lack of education .......

　As if embarrassed, Luceris shrinks back and turns his head. 　

　I eat when I can, and I eat thoroughly.
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　They say you can't fight a war on an empty stomach, and these children seem to understand this with their wild instincts.

What do you guys usually do for fun?　I don't see you when you're working in the fields.
"Moga?　N'gyo, hamagyohahi.
Leopards, ho-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha.

　He talks like a hamster or a monkey with food in his cheeks, so I can't understand what he's saying.
　I was a little troubled, and when I looked at Luceris, she had a wry smile on her face.

Recently, I've been cleaning the streets for a charity that my lord started. You can get a little money and depending on the amount of trash, you can get a little extra pocket money, so I'm working hard.
I see, it's a good way to encourage independence. I see, it's a good way to encourage self-reliance. If you become a parasite on others, you're a dead man.
I heard that some people have donated a lot of money to the charity. I heard that there is a bounty on adults who take advantage of children to make money and turn them into criminal slaves.
That's very thorough. Not only do they abuse charity, but many of the adults who use children are not worthy of a stipend, so it's only natural.

　The money for the charity was donated by Xelloss himself, and he had also come up with some ideas, but he had completely forgotten about them.
　This was probably because he had experienced firsthand that people who didn't deserve a stipend would approach him if he had extra money.
　In particular, he subconsciously avoids people like his sister.

　Zeroth's instinct is to reject the idea of having a lot of money on a pathological level, and he unconsciously keeps only the money he needs.
　In a sense, this is healthy, but he saves less than most people, so he doesn't accumulate much.
　Even so, he lives a frugal life, probably because he has enough money to last an average person for several years.
　He can probably live for seven years even with his frugal lifestyle, but he doesn't realize it, which makes me feel sorry for him.

It seems that some of them have already been captured, interrogated, and turned into slaves. Some of them have been captured, questioned and enslaved. Some of the children reported their parents for drinking and had the guards catch them. ....... It's unbelievable that they would shirk their parental duties.
Most of the time, it's because of violence at work or desperation after his wife left him.
But I think it's ...... wrong for a child to sell his own parents.
He may have abandoned the child and abused him. If they resented you, I think they deserved it, don't you?

　Luceris is heartbroken by other people's parent-child relationships, and Xellos sees things in an extremely bad light.
　It's not that I don't like it, but it's not that I don't like it.
　It may seem cold-hearted, but he is simply a sick realist.

What do you want to be in the future, what are your dreams?
"We're being taught by Kaede.　We want to become strong and save money so we can sleep in our beds every day.
"In the future, I'll become a mercenary and go to dungeons. I'm going to be a mercenary and go to dungeons. I'm going to save money and have ten wives.
Get rich quick, it's a man's dream. There's no tomorrow without a man's worth.
"And when we make money, we eat meat. We work for our meat.

　He wasn't a kid at all.
　He was very gambling and very lustful.
　Very strong and tough in a way.

Or brash. You're growing up strong, aren't you?
"Ugh ...... makes me nervous for some reason. I'm afraid he's going to do something terrible one day. ......
"A man wants to improve his skills and fight to the death with the strongest men in the world. You can't be righteous unless you're strong.
I'm sure you'll be pleased to know that I'm not the only one.

　The samurai high elf was dreaming of the path of the underworld magic, and he had a boisterous smile on his face that you wouldn't expect from a child.
　It was a very bloody and dangerous future for a High Elf.
　Rather, he is more like a Dark Elf.

It is the family motto, "Though we live in a world of sparks and demons, we must keep our samurai spirit close to the blade. The best way to train yourself is through actual combat.
What kind of samurai are you? ....... What kind of samurai are you? Are you going to follow the path of a shura or a rakshasa?
If it helps you master the sword, then so be it. A sword is only good for killing people.
You're not a samurai. You're just a manslayer.
That's also a good thing. Going forward is not the only way. Sometimes you have to have the courage to run down the back roads with all your might.
That rocks. If that makes you a wanted man, you're in trouble. ......

　There was nothing I could say to a child who had already fallen off the path.
　He wanted to see his parents, but decided against it because they would probably challenge him to a fight to the death as soon as they met.
　He knew that they were probably not normal elves.



It's not something a child would think about. ......
Ahh!　That's my uncle.

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　When I turned around, there was a party of three mercenaries, including Iris.
　However, their appearance was quite ragged. .......

I'm not sure what to say.　What's wrong with you, you're so raggedy ......?
I failed at my job. ....... It's a terribly tough opponent and it knocked my new sword out of my hand.
What do you have to fight to get your sword broken? ....... You're not hurt, are you?
Oh, ...... I'm sorry to worry you.

　Luceris and Janne seemed to know each other.
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　The bruises on their cheeks and other parts of their bodies were a bit distracting. .......

I'm not sure why he's eating with the sisters.　Did you know each other before that?
I was just asking her out to dinner to thank her for helping me with the harvest. What did you fight with that caused such severe damage?　Did you encounter a dragon or something?
In a way, it was a dragon. ...... "Acha! who was a dragon in a way.
A fighter?　You're a bounty hunter, aren't you?
No. ......【Wild Cocco】......

You'll be able to find a lot of people who are interested in this kind of thing.
　It's a great way to make sure you're getting the most out of your money.
　When it evolves, it turns into a cockatrice, but it has to evolve multiple times to get to that point, and it is classified as a relatively weak demon.
　Its eggs are tasty and useful, but it is famous for its rough temperament.

　At the very least, it is not a demon that Iris and her friends can defeat.

"It's a chicken, right?
It's a chicken. It's ferocious. ......

　It is questionable whether a chicken that can break a big sword can really be called a bird, but at least Xellos had the intention of keeping a chicken.
　But if you can keep a chicken that can beat mercenaries so mercilessly, you will need to rethink your chicken farming plans.

"Are they that ferocious?　They're chickens, right?
Chickens. They just come at you in groups. ...... They work together. ......
That's scary. I wonder if they attack in groups like crows?
It's not that simple!　It's not a bird. ...... It's a bird, but it's a creature on the path of the dragon...
"A kung fu bird?　Well, it's a different world, so maybe there are such monsters. ......
It's not a kung fu bird. It uses nunchucks and wields a three-sectioned club.
Is there another one? ......

　For some reason, the image of a panda doing kung fu hustle comes to my mind.
　It seems that the autumn leaf-shaped bruise was the foot print of a wild cockatoo.
　The other world seems to have strange creatures.

　Fantasy worlds full of wonders have occasionally produced insane creatures that defy providence.
　However, the fact that this is the norm and the order of things in this world must be a headache.
　The crazy monkey is particularly impressive.

I've spent a lot of money on new gear, but it's all gone ....... I used mithril, but ......
I'm not sure if it's because I didn't train hard enough.　I'm sure you're not the only one.
That's the thing, Xellos. ....... Wild Cocco was using the weapon destruction technique [Breaker Kick]. For all intents and purposes, it was a subspecies.

　Lena's statement revealed that she had considerable fighting ability.
　The weapon destruction technique is a technique that can only be learned by reaching the skill level of [Fighting Master].
　When this skill is changed to [Fighting Demon], the same technique becomes a shockwave of power the moment the weapon is destroyed, and it becomes a technique that deals direct damage to the opponent.

　In the ORG, a low level demon has a low skill level, and if the avatar's level does not increase even if the skill level is increased, the skill will stop growing at a certain level. The reality of this world is that even low-level demons can become powerful if their skills are high enough.
　In other words, the wild cockerel has been trained to such an extent, but it is hard to believe that a demon would train its skills.

Is that a wild monster?　There's something obviously wrong with that. ......
I'm not sure what to make of this. I'm not sure if it's because he was raised by people or because he understands the language, but I think he thought he was going to be killed, so he turned against me.
"To sell the eggs?　I think he has good fighting skills for that. ......
They attacked him when he tried to collect eggs, so he fought back and got stronger. ......

　As a result of adapting to the environment, they naturally developed their skills and became stronger than their owners.
　Even if one bird itself is not that strong, it can be a threat if it attacks in a group.

I need to earn some more money ......, but my spare sword is not enough...
"Janae, please cheer up. You have to be happy that you're alive.
But I'm a mercenary, remember?　Without a decent weapon, I can't do my job. ......



　Janae, whose sword had been knocked out, was being appeased by Luceris.
　The job of a mercenary is not an easy one, and for the three of us with low ranks, the extra expenses can have a big impact on our lives.
　In addition, weapons and armor cost a lot of money to maintain and repair, far more than the cost of living.
　If they get knocked down right after they are renewed, we can only say, "I'm sorry for your loss.

Can't you do something about it, Uncle?　He's been like that ever since he broke my sword. ......
"Your mental health is weaker than I thought. If you want, I can fix it for you.　I have some things to make, so I can rebuild it while I'm at it.
Are you sure?　But I don't have the money to pay for it.
If you have a broken sword and a magic stone, you can add attributes, it's not a big deal. What do you want me to do?
I'm grateful for the free ...... fix, but I feel bad .......

　At first glance, Janae seems like a manly woman, but she's actually a bit of a wimp. She can be strong when she knows people around her, but inside she is probably small-minded.
　She was so timid that she felt guilty about taking advantage of people's kindness in such a situation.

"Well, it's just a quick rebuild. ...... Can I see your broken sword?
"Not at all, but what are you doing looking at this?

　Xelloss is a little curious and decides to examine the broken sword.

It's a good idea to have a good idea of what's going on in your life. It's not like you're going to get a lot of hits on the same spot over and over again. ......
I'm not sure what you mean by that.　I'm not sure what to do. I gave you the right materials.
That's even stranger. If it contains even a small amount of mithril, it would have to be broken a couple dozen times with the weapon breaking technique. If you want to fix it, you need to know how good the sword really is.
"Here's the thing: ......

　He pulled it out of the scabbard on his back and found that it had been broken clean down the middle.
　He held the broken sword in his hand and began to carefully appraise its cross-section and center of gravity.

　＝＝＝＝＝＝＝＝＝＝＝＝＝＝＝＝＝＝＝＝＝＝＝＝＝＝＝

[Great Sword of Scrap Iron
　A great sword forged from iron (inferior).
　I'm not sure if this is a good idea or not.
　I'm not sure what to do with it.
　It's durability is low to none, and at worst it can be shattered by a single weapon destruction move.
　There are no additional abilities whatsoever.
　It's a lazy product and can only be used as a decoration.
　As a weapon, it cannot be trusted.

　＝＝＝＝＝＝＝＝＝＝＝＝＝＝＝＝＝＝＝＝＝＝＝＝＝＝＝

There is no mithril in this sword. What workshop did you use to make this weapon?　It looks like a badly made sword, useless as a weapon. ...... This is terrible.
I'm sure you're right.　I'm sure I gave you some mithril. ...... Hey, Iris, .......
Yeah. I'm sure you'll find a lot of people who'd like to have a look at this.
You've been duped, haven't you?　It's a scam. It seems to be a weapon with no practical use at all, and if you use it in actual combat, you will die.

　The result of the appraisal was a sword that could only be used for decoration.
　It's highly likely that there are other victims.

Back to the topic at hand, where is this workshop?
Oh, ......, I think it's the workshop at the end of the artisan street?　Shit!　That old man cheated!
「「「「 What ---------?

　The mercenaries who had been eating behind him stood up at once.
　It's a good idea to have a good idea of what you're looking for.

"Old man, can you [appraise]?　Look at our weapons, too!
We made our own weapons in that weapon shop!
Please, check it out!　We've got mithril swords too, but now you're making me nervous.
I'm a shield and armor!　I was just wondering if there was any chance you might be interested.
Well, that's okay. ......

　I'm not sure if it's a good idea, but I think it's a good idea. Furthermore, mithril was not used in any of the weapons or armor, and its value as a tool for protection was too low.
　There is a possibility that the mercenaries are selling off the rare metals they have worked so hard to collect.

I'll kill you!
I'll kill you!
I'll kill you later. But first, I'm going to make you regret you were ever born. ......
The mercenaries were furious.　

　The mercenaries left the restaurant in a rage.
　They paid for their meals, of course, but they didn't hide their murderous intent as they ran out of the restaurant.

You'd better call the guards. If you're not careful, they'll kill you. The blacksmith who made this is .......
"Right. Well, I'll go get the guards.


Lena, I'm going to the armory first. I need to hit one.
I don't feel safe on my own, so I'll go with you. I'll go with you because I don't want to be alone. We have to go around the back and block the way so that the blacksmith can't escape.

　The three of them hurried out of the house, exhausted.

That's a lot of work. ......
You're not going, are you, Xelloss?
Why not me?　Why?
No matter how many crimes you've committed, if you're not careful, they'll kill you. If someone doesn't calm down and stop him, he won't be able to atone for his crimes. If Jahneh should kill someone, ......

　I don't want to do it," she said to Luceris, who was worried about Janne and the others with a serious expression. You can't say, "It's too much trouble.
　Before that, Jahneh has already killed people as a mercenary. Perhaps he hasn't told Rousselis.
　Or maybe he can't.
　He lets out a sigh and stands up.

I'll take care of the check, so you can enjoy your meal.

　With that, he heads for the counter.
　After paying the bill, I released a messenger to track down Iris and the others.

I'm not sure if I'd like to keep a wild cockerel ......, though.

　He was more interested in the wild coco that laid delicious eggs than the blacksmith he didn't know.
　He was more interested in the wild cocoa than the blacksmith he didn't know.


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　Following Iris and the others, the old man came to the artisan district.
　The cobblestone streets are lined with workshops and stores selling a variety of crafts, tableware, weapons, and armor. There is a strange smell in the air from time to time, but I judge that it is probably a workshop for leather goods.

　He grasped the surrounding terrain from the perspective of a messenger, and followed Iris and the others around the back.

There you are. You haven't killed the blacksmith yet, have you?
No, I'm not killing him!　I'm not that bloodthirsty.
Uncle ......, we don't kill people, even bandits. ......
There will come a time when you'll have to kill. The price of life is so low in this world.

　Iris still seems to be hesitant about killing people.
　It's the right thing to do as a human being, but in a world where the price of life is so low, you have to say you're not prepared.
　In addition, mercenaries also receive requests for escorts, and if they go easy on the bandits and they get a grudge, they might be targeted relentlessly.

　Even if you are a mercenary who specializes in demons, bandits will attack you no matter who you are. If you hesitate at that time, you may end up dying if you are not careful.
　In fact, the old man has been caught by bandits before, so he is just saying that you should be prepared to a certain extent.

This is the back of the workshop. ...... It's a very narrow alley.
Not only is this area unpopular, but it's a loading dock for craftsmen, so they don't need the extra space. I was told he was a reputable blacksmith. ......
"Did you by any chance hear the rumors and order it?　You don't have your own place of business?
We don't have a base, so there is no such place. We might be in another city tomorrow.
If that's the case, it could be one of your friends who started the rumor. It could be a hoax to get rare metals from mercenaries who don't know the area.

　Mithril is a rare metal that fetches a high price.
　With a palm-sized piece, a farmer could save enough to live on for a few years.
　Even if it's just a small piece, the more pieces there are, the more weight there is, and the higher the price.
　Also, since these rare metals are only mined in remote areas where demons live, the price varies greatly from country to country.

You can make a lot of money selling them in other countries. Is there an organization behind this?
I'm more concerned about the mithril I left with you. Fortunately, the Mercenary Guild keeps track of the weights, so there's a good chance they'll be back once we catch that crook.
I'm more worried about the mithril than I am about being cheated.
Of course. Weapons are a mercenary's lifeline, remember?　A good weapon increases your chances of survival!
You'll be hunted by a lot of people instead. It's cheaper to take good weapons than to make them yourself.

　The old man was just speaking in general terms, but the two men gave him a blank stare.
　Xellos, with a cool face, was picking up a few pebbles in the alleyway.

"Uncle ......, why would you say that?
"No one would know that mithril is used in weapons. Who's going to tell them?
"You can tell just by looking at it. The shine of the sword itself is different, and if it were known that I had such a weapon, even by accident, corrupt people would come after it. And if the owner is a woman, she will be targeted in a different way as well.

　Morality only exists in towns and villages, and once you step outside, you are in a savage world of the weak and the strong. Iris has a low sense of danger about being in such a dangerous world.
　Also, Janae was too good for him.

"Why don't you think about it, Iris?　This isn't a game, you know.　This is a savage world where death is the end, you know.


"Ugh ......, but killing people is a bit ......
I'm not saying that you should enjoy killing, I'm just saying that you should consider killing in order to stay alive. In fact, I've killed a bandit.
But demons and humans are different. They may want to kill you, but they don't want to kill you. ......
I don't think you're the victim of slavery. I'm not sure what you mean.　They live like humans and kill each other to survive. First of all, there is no need to hesitate against people who lack morals, right?　They're no different from animals.

　In a world of life and death, if you hesitate, it is you who will die.
　When he was dropped into the deep green of Farfraun, Iris was a little afraid of Xellos, who knew this fact even if she didn't like it and was prepared to kill even humans if she judged them to be enemies.
　But while it's not a bad thing to have morals in this underdeveloped world of civilization, it's also true that many races have comparatively low morals.

　The old man is still worried about Iris.
　Well, it's just a hometown thing. .......

"Hmm?　It seems that the other side has already started.

　The weapon shop was facing the outer wall, and the back streets were filled with the shouts of the mercenaries who had come to complain earlier.

I'm not sure what to make of this.　Give us back our money, you lousy blacksmith!
It may look pretty, but it's not practical!
You didn't do this just to get some mithril, did you?
I'm not sure. Dad!
It can't be!　I'm not sure what to make of this, but I'm sure it's a good idea.

　The owner of the workshop seemed to have no intention of admitting fault.
　On the contrary, the owner of the workshop is not willing to admit fault.

The owner of the workshop is not willing to admit fault.　You can't be more wrong than that!
You've got to be kidding me. You're prepared for this, aren't you?
I told you to show me the proof!

　It's as if he doesn't care.
　It's true that you can't tell if the sword is made of mithril until you melt it, but you can't let it escape in the meantime.

'Oh, if you insist, I'll call the guards. If I don't find any mithril when I melt this sword, you're guilty.
Well, I'll go get them. Don't let this old bastard get away, okay?
"There may be some mithril left in the workshop, which you can return when the guards arrive.
d*mn it!　Suit yourself. But if you don't find any mithril in this workshop, you'll have to pay for it too!

　While this conversation was going on, the back door opened and four rude men were coming out with two crates in their hands.

I see. I knew you were going to bring it out from the back, didn't you?　That's where the mithril is, isn't it?
You think you can get away with this?　You're a bunch of crooks!
Shit!　They're in the back. It's no use, boys!
"Oh!

　The men suddenly pulled out their knives and started running towards us.
　But .......

　---I'm not sure what to do.

　With a sound like metal being popped, one man drops his knife.
　No, the same sound echoes again, and the knives in the hands of the two men are flicked away again.

What?　What the hell?
"It's just a rock. It's just a stone. It's a technique called the finger bullet, do you know it?
What are you, a ...... martial artist?
No, I'm just a dull mage.
Bullshit, where in the world would you find a mage who uses the techniques of a martial artist?
I'm right here, sir.

　・・・・・・・・・・ A long silence ensued.

Really? ......
I'm pretty sure that's a rudimentary ...... technique, isn't it?　It's so powerful, the knife bounces back.
Oh, ...... you're a real handful. ......
If you get hit in the head, you're dead.　Do you want to give up?
I don't really care either way. You'll have to decide soon.

　The thug-like men look at each other.
　In front of them is a mysterious mage and a beautiful woman who looks like she has a child and a strong heart.
　A couple of women might be able to beat them, but a stinky mage wasn't going to be able to beat them.

I'm not sure what to make of that.
「「「「 Geez!　My employer's shitty father! 」」」」
"Who's the father f*cker?　Go get him, now!



　An old man comes out of the back door, sees the hoodlums, and yells at them.
　His head was balding, and he looked like a money-hungry old man.

But we're blocked, too. You can't go forward with your luggage.
"What?

　The balding old man glared at Xelloss and the others and clicked his tongue.

You guys, get out of the way, will you?　That box is something that needs to be delivered to the lord. If you interfere with that, you'll be in for a world of hurt.
"To the lord?　If you want, I can deliver it to him.　Fortunately, I know him well enough that it won't cost you anything.
Don't be silly. There's no way the lord knows a stinky mage like you!
It's a good thing I know him. If you want, why don't you ask the former lord Creston?　I'll show you around. We're close by.

As soon as the name "Mage of Purgatory" was mentioned, the balding old man's face turned pale.
　The fact that there was a person in this place who called the former lord by the name of [san] was unexpected.
　He realized that he had dug a grave by revealing that he was lying.

You thought you could get out of this by saying it was for the lord's request anyway, but ...... you were naive. It's a crime to use the lord's name as a nom de plume.　And you made a mistake. You'll be able to get a lot more than just a few of them.
"No, that's not a lie!　That's definitely Solstair's .......
Then I can deliver it to you, right?　Fortunately, I know someone who does, and I'll be sure to tell Delthasys-dono that you're welcome.

　If you know the lord, it would be suspicious if you refuse him here.
　But I can't just hand over the package.

"That's a magic tool!　It's an extremely dangerous piece of ...... equipment that needs to be handled by someone skilled in its use.
Don't worry. Don't worry. I've made hundreds of dangerous grimoires myself, so I'm used to it. Don't hesitate to leave it to me.
"Oh, ......, I'm sure you can make it. It's also a very bad tool .......
I've actually made one.　Hundreds of my friends blew up in a raid. ....... That was really exhilarating. It turned a pissed off gilumas into stars in an instant. It gave me a bad name. ......
"So that's how my uncle's nickname got around. I get it!　I don't think it's strange for a blacksmith to have a magic tool.

I'm sure it's a bad idea, but it's a good idea.
　It is true that he has created countless dangerous magic tools, and these dangerous items are currently sealed in Xellos' inventory.
　When he was reincarnated in this world, the dangerous items were rebuilt at the same time.
　Of course, I mean as a [dangerous thing] that has no use. .......

　The balding old man, who gets stuck in a quagmire every time he keeps spouting lies, is gradually getting impatient.
　As if aiming for that moment, Xellos shoots a finger bullet into the crate.

　---BAGOT!

　The crate disperses with a loud bang, and countless ores are scattered around it by the force.
　The scattered ore contained silvery white metal.

Mithril Ore ...... Where were you going to take this ore that you tricked me into collecting?
You ...... did this to me!　They're going to kill me!
I don't know. I don't know. You're just too stupid to do anything about it. Well, I'm sure they'll send you to jail anyway.

　There's nothing left for the bald man to do.
　Even if he survives, there's no way my client will forgive him.
　It's obvious that he'll be dealt with before he can say anything else.

　The father, cut off from his retreat, turns his attention to the knife lying on the ground, quickly picks it up, and starts running towards Xellos.

"Get out of the way!

　He grabbed the knife and lightly grabbed the outstretched arm, wrapped it around his shoulder without killing his momentum, and at the same time used the spring of his waist to throw him away.
　In the end, the balding father was slammed back down on the cobblestones with a splendid single-backed blow.
　When he was paralyzed and could not move, he was quickly hit with a palm strike on the tail of his head and fainted.

"Are the guards still there ......?

　Ignoring the unconscious balding father, Xellos slowly sucked on a cigarette and lit it.
　Shiro smoke drifted down the backstreet and was quietly swept away by the wind.

"What did I ...... come here for?
You're here to get Janae ...... Mithril back, right?　It's a shame that you didn't get a chance to play, but you shouldn't worry about it because your uncle is too strong for you.
By the way, Iris, can you tell us where the Wild Cocco is that you failed to defeat?
"Uncle, are you going to defeat the Wild Cocco?　They're very strong, aren't they?
No, I'm just thinking about getting one. I hear their eggs are delicious.

　Now that you've got the rice, you're going to get the delicious eggs.
　Since it takes a long time to make sake, he starts looking for TKG.


　But he forgot that he needed soy sauce to complete the tkg.


　　It was a very good idea.


　Later, the blacksmith's balding father was captured and taken away by the guards Lena had brought with her.
　The goons were paid couriers, and since they were not informed of the contents of the cargo they were carrying, they were released in a few days. They knew it was something dangerous, but they needed the money to make a living.

　According to the investigation, it turned out that the bald father was the end of an underground organization, and he was just collecting mithril to make money for the organization.
　A few days later, the people involved in the organization were caught and wiped out from the city of Santor.

　It seemed to be a surprisingly large organization, and as the number of criminal groups in this city of merchants was drastically reduced, some of the city's security was improved.
　In addition, the bases of other cities were also investigated to some extent, and simultaneous investigations began in each territory, and the place to raise funds disappeared at once.
　This was a huge blow to the criminal organizations.

　The mercenaries and the old man who were connected with this opportunity received the prize money, and their pockets swelled to the extent that they could live for a while.
　The old man was puffing on a cigarette in a carefree manner today.