At first, Hikaruâs emotions were in a state of frenzy after hearing the cat-eared womanâs words, but ultimately he managed to calm down when he realized she was simply poking fun at him.
ăFor goodnessâ sakeâŠă
Hikaru left his belongings in the hotel room and went back out. The woman at the front desk waved her hand at him as he left, wishing him a good day.
The sun still sat high in the sky. He was headed for the temple. The guild cardâs job class field showed Assassination God, Stealth God, etcera. If they were classified so specifically, just how many gods were out there? He wanted an answer to that simple question. Rolandâs memories didnât provide much information on the matter.
Incidentally, Rolandâs class wasăWide Area Noble Blood Rescue God: Noblesseă. Most young nobles had it apparently. In fact, if they didnât have it, they get suspected of being a bastard born out of wedlock.
Located in the center of town, the place seemed to be flourishing as the streets became busier the closer Hikaru got to the temple. More shops lined the streets as well.
The temple was a dome-shaped structure that looked like a circus tent, with eight entrances all around. It was uniquely built; using steel beams for its framework, stone for its foundation, and the rest was made out of wood. It had several windows with various gods engraved on them. One could enter through any entrance, so Hikaru just followed the stream of people going inside.
ăWhoaâŠă
As soon as he stepped in, a huge wall drew his attention. An image of a god facing sideways and donning a robe with a pen on his right hand and a crystal ball on the other was carved on it in high relief. It was a towering, five-meter tall sculpture.
ăWisdom Godăwas what the writing said. A preacher stood in front of it.
ăIt is said that the soul card was created by a researcher who was blessed by the Wisdom God. It was such a powerful blessing that even now we still donât know how the card works. Unfortunately, the researcher passed away after he finished creating the soul card system.ă
Hikaru nodded. He wondered how the cards were so futuristic. Apparently a Wisdom God class was behind its creation. It was a story from a long time ago the preacher said.
Soaring high beside the Wisdom God was the Sun God, with the War God next to it. A preacher stood in front of each, but what caught his attention were the weapons carved beside the War God: A sword, great sword, short sword, short spear, long spear, bow, throwing knife, shield, and armor. Nine kinds.
They were exactly the same weapons under the Soul Boardâs Weapon Mastery Skill tree. This canât be a coincidence. The preacherâs speech was mostly aimed towards those who studied the art of war. To put it short, his message was along the lines of âIf you devote yourself, the War God will be watching you. So work hard.â
But soldiers and adventurers listened intently to his speech. Hikaru didnât get anything he wanted to know so he waited until the preacher wasnât too occupied before approaching him.
ăHello there, young man. Is there something you want to ask me?ă
He wholeheartedly welcomed Hikaru. It was apparent that not a lot of weak-looking people asked him questions.
ăI want to ask about the nine different weapons.ă
ăHaha. You want to know about the Nine Paths of the War God. Tell me, young man. Which path are you studying?ă
ăNine Paths?ă
ăHaha. So we have to start from there. The Nine Paths refer to the nine weapons that the War God decreed after he mastered them.ă
ăDecreed? Decreed that these nine weapons were just and the rest were evil?ă
ăThe other weapons werenât exactly rejected, but it could be something like that. As you may already know, the training halls in this town specialize in any of these nine weapons.ă
Hikaru simply gave a noncommittal nod.
ăThereâs one called Raybrig Swordsmanship Training Hall in town. Itâs named after Raybrig who was also known as a Master Swordsman. Other than that, thereâs also the Celestial Spearmanship Training Hall which is the best in the whole continent when it comes to studying the long spear.ă
ăDo other weapons receive bonuses from oneâs class?ă
ăHaha. Youâre talking about the guild card. No, they donât. While I have only limited information, I have never heard of weapons other than those nine receiving holy blessings.ă
ăI see. One last question, then. What basis did the War God have in choosing those nine weapons?ă
With another laugh, the preacher saidâŠ
ăThereâs no rhyme or reason to what a god does. Thereâs only the outcome.ă
That was quite deep, Hikaru thought.
Hikaru went around the whole place to find only one or two-character gods being worshipped in the temple. There was a board that told how the world was created, but it contained a proviso that said there were various theories about it. As to how this world worked, there were only speculations.
But Iâm pretty sure gods exist here. After all, people receive blessings from their job classes.
Apparently the class shown on a guild card was the ownerâs way of saying that he worshipped that particular god. It wasnât that the card invoked the blessing, but rather it was an instrument for the ownerâs voice to reach the god. As a result, their Skills get boosted; just like how Hikaruâs Stealth becomes more potent.
Is God the one who made this system? Now thatâs interesting. My curiosity has been piqued.
Hikaru was about to leave the temple when he heard two men talking.
ăAre you sure? Has it been settled then?ă
ăSo it seems. That means weâre getting dismissed, though.ă
ăMan, I just canât accept this. You can barely call that an investigationă
Their voices sounded familiar to Hikaru.
The knights on patrol at Morgstadâs mansion!
He couldnât help but follow them.
ăThe first to discover the body is the culprit? Thatâs just too simple.ă
ăKeep it down, you idiot. We canât let others hear about this.ă
ăTheyâll know soon anyway. They killed a big shot.ă
What? They caught the culprit? Judging by their conversation, I think theyâre talking about Count Morgstadâs murderer.
The real culprit was right here.
Wait, did he say first to discover the body?
The first person to arrive after Morgstad was killedâŠ
That girl.
The pale-skinned girl with the silver hair and blue eyes. Hikaru recalled how she looked incredibly thin. Either that or it was her pajamas that made her look slim.
Sheâs being pinned for the murder? No wayâŠ
Hikaru was shook. The girl basically became his scapegoat.
ăIn any case, sheâs getting transported to the capital. Our job is done.ă
ăBullshit. Is that what why you went to the temple? To repent?ă
ăNot at all. We only did our jobs.ă
ăAnd Iâm saying thatâs bullshit.ă
ăHikaru-kun?ă
Someone called him from behind all of a sudden, causing him to jump about five centimeters from surprise. He was walking through a crowded place so he had his Stealth turned off.
ăJill-sanâŠă
She wore a light green dress tied at the waist with a leather strap. On her collar was a gorgeous beige scarf and she was carrying a bright white bag. It was Jill with her casual attire, standing before him.
ăI didnât expect to see you here. Wait, were you actually following me? Oh, you sly little kid!ă
ăYouâre the one who called out to me.ă
ăAnyway, thanks for treating me. Excuse me! Iâll have the sweet peach parfait and reishi tea. ă
Jill was humming to herself. For some reason she was in a great mood. This whole thing was more like Hikaru making a bargain, though. A give and take, so to speak.
I suppose itâll be easier to get answers from her if sheâs in a good moodâŠ
The parfait and tea cost 120 and 30 gilans, respectively. In order to get the information he needed, it was a small price to pay⊠small price⊠he hoped.
ăAll right. I have two questions.ă
ăReally?ă
ăWhat do you mean, âRealluâ? I told you I wanted to ask you something.ă
ăI thought that was only an excuse to invite me for tea.ă
Hikaru closed his eyes, thumb pressing on his temples. My headâs starting to hurt.
ăI see. I thought it was strange for you to ask me out for tea out of the blue. ă
ăWhy are you upset all of a sudden?!ă
ăNo reason. Oh, excuse me! Iâd like a green apple pie as well.ă
ăWhy are you ordering more?!ă
ăWhy, itâs payment for the information you want, of course.ă
ăâŠguhă
That was 90 more gilans out the window.
ăSo what did you want to ask about?ă
Her mood had clearly turned sour. Hikaru could not understand how her mind worked at all. But then he remembered that Jill was the type whose mood changed too frequently.
ăItâs about Unken. Heâs the guildmaster, isnât he?ă
ăDid he tell you that himself?ă
ăHe insisted he was only a butcher.ă
ăHeâs a butcher, then. Heâll get mad if I said something.ă
ăIn other words, he has that much power over you. So he is the guildmaster.ă
ăJeez. Can you stop being so crafty? I really donât like it.ă
Hikaru gave a shrug.
ăSo did you want to ask who the guildmaster is?ă
ăNo, thatâs not it. From what Iâve seen, heâs quite strong. What kind of a person is he?ă
ăHmm⊠I only heard rumors.ă
ăThatâs fine. Shoot.ă
His water arrived and he gulped it down. It was warm. The man who brought the water glared at him, his eyes saying âHow dare you bring a pretty girl with you, brat?!â
Apparently every man was just like the adventurers, simple-minded. Hikaru let out a small sigh.
ăThey say Unken-san wasnât an adventurer.ă
ăâŠCome again?ă
ăApparently he worked at a public organization.ă
Hikaru didnât expect the answer he got. He assumed that after retiring from being an adventurer, Unken then worked for the Adventurers Guild. And since he was a guildmaster, all the more reason to believe that was the case. On top of that, he knew how to dissect animals.
ăBut after finishing a huge job there, he retired and worked for the Adventurers Guild.ă
ăWhoa, whoa, whoa⊠Who the heck is he? What kind of job was it?ă
ăâŠI really donât want to talk about this, butâŠăJill said, pointing at the menu.
It was something called a Twin Tornado Juice that cost a whopping 150 gilans.
ăFine. Go ahead.ă
Man, I shouldnât have paid for three nights in advance. I shouldâve taken that 7,500 gilans from Unken as well. There were some fine notes written on the menu but he didnât feel like reading them. He just wanted Jill to order quick and get it done with.
ăCan I?! Really?! Like really, really?!ă
ăA man doesnât go back on his words.ă
ăHurray! Youâre a real man! I really wanted to try this one.ă
Overjoyed, Jill ordered more. The man from before was staring daggers at Hikaru. What the hell is that guyâs problem? Sheesh.
ăSo anyway. Continue.ă
ăAh, right. You canât tell anyone about this, okay?ă
ăOkay.ă
ăYou promise? If you tell anyone, Iâll secretly place a penalty on your guild card.ă
ăI promise. Wait, you can do that?! You better not!ă
ăUnken-san was probablyâŠă
Jill murmured in a low whisper.
ăâŠa spy or assassin under the kingâs direct control. I think.ă
ăI see. And?ă
ăâŠâŠâŠă
ăAnd?ă
ăâŠWhatâs with the weak reaction? I was so tense when I said it!ă
ăI mean, I imagined that was the case. Please continue. Thereâs a reason you think he was a spy or assassin, correct?ă
ăWellâŠă
A waiter brought the sweet peach parfait and Jill started on it. It looked like jellified peach; apparently it was all nectar. Cut into cubes and dressed in fresh cream. The reishi tea, incidentally, was light green. It looks like Japanâs green tea to me.
Too sweet⊠Iâm surprised she can eat all that.
Hikaru felt like he was watching something incredible.
ăThey say Unken-san came to the guild around fifty years ago.ă
ăAh, well he is old. A Man Gnome, is that right?ă
ăYes. He finished this huge task at his previous job a little over fifty years ago as well.ă
ăAhuh.ă
ăThat was around the time when Ponsoniaâs neighboring country, the Quinbland Empire, had someone else succeed the throne. Before then the Emperor was Balzard, a tyrant. According to rumors, he was assassinated.ă
ăâŠâŠâŠă
ăI would have thought nothing about it if that was all, but apparently Balzard declared that he was going to destroy Ponsonia. At that time the kingdom was weak from an outbreak of plague. Thereâs no doubt that Ponsonia wanted to assassinate Balzard the most.ă
ăâŠSo all the circumstantial evidence fit the theory perfectly.ă
ăYeah. Once when I delivered some documents to Unken-sanâs room, I saw an old note on his desk. It was a thank-you letter from the king. He left it there as he went out for a bit and came back right as I took a quick peek at it. He was fuming and was like âDid you see?!â So I couldnât ask any more about the letter.ă
ăI see. There are only a few cases where a king would personally send a thank-you letter to someone. Usually it would be the prime minister, agency heads, or an aristocrat. Generally, a king would only send a letter of appreciation signed by him personally to someone who accomplished significant feat in a war.ă
ăYes, exactly! Wait, why do you even know that?ă
ăI had a friend who was a noble.ă
ăHmm⊠Okay.ă
He wasnât lying, though it didnât seem Jill was that interested.
Jillâs guess might not be that far off the mark. Thereâs a bit of information about the neighboring country in Rolandâs memories. The current emperor is a very nice person and has built friendly relations with Ponsonia. The previous emperor, however, was a tyrant.
ăSo that means Unken is a national heroâŠă
ăYeah. Isnât that amazing?ă
After finishing the parfait, Jill dug into the green apple pie.
ăHmm! Delicious! Nothing beats stress like sweet food!ă
ăâŠI-Iâm glad youâre happy.ă
I donât think I can finish all that on my own.
A national hero? With those Skill levels? Wait, fifty years ago means he would be 151 years old back then. Even amassed with knowledge and experience, could he really do it? Iâve allocated more points to my Stealth-related Skills than Unken. Does that mean Iâm fit to be an assassin? Still⊠is it even possible to kill an emperor?
Hikaru thought that if he knew how strong Unken was, he could gauge his own strength as well. But now he was just getting more and more confused.
ăAll right. I have one more question.ă
ăAsk away. Oh, but you canât ask about my address, okay?ă
Eating seemed to have helped improve her mood as Jill was now welcoming questions.
ăâŠIâm not gonna ask you that.ă
ăWhat? Youâre not?ă
ăDo you want me to ask or no? Make up your mind for godâs sake! Whatever. What I wanted to ask isâŠă
For a moment, Hikaru hesitated, not sure how to ask the question, then decided to just get straight to the point.
ăI heard the culprit behind Sir Morgstadâs murder has been captured. Is that true?ă