A little trembling in Mr. Rickbeltâs quiet voice.
Because I didnât feel any emotion in that voice, and I felt a different scare.
The other three distract from Mr. Rickbelt, looking a little awkward.
An unspeakable atmosphere dominates the place.
âAhhh.â
Suddenly Mr. Rickbelt scratched his head out loud.
Surprised by the unexpected, a small voice pops out of his mouth.
âOh, Iâm sorry. Sorry, Ivy. It surprised me.â
âNoâŠâŠ are you okay?
Iâve felt a little uncomfortable since yesterday.
I didnât know what that was, but Iâm sure itâs about Mr. Meera and the others.
âI had my brother Marma with Meera yesterdayâ
âMarma is my childhood tame. He is also a benefactor of my lifeâŠ. Where did I go wrong?
The answer is not here.
Itâs a question that no one can answer.
I felt my heart squirm at Rick Belt, who laughed a little with a crying look on his face.
âRick, you can get off this thing.â
âNo, I want to catch you with my hands. And yet⊠thereâs something Iâd like to believe.â
âRight.â
Mr. Borolda taps Rick Belt on the shoulder a few times.
Both Mr Ratlua and Mr Seiselk seem a little bitter.
Heâs a really important companion.
Mr. Meera, Mr. Marma, and Mr. Tort.
Thatâs sad.
âHeh, we need to keep talking. Looks like you should tell Ivy everything. You have your doubts, donât you? \n
Certainly.
What happened yesterday and what did you see?
Calm down and face Mr. Borolda.
âRemember a while ago, when we talked about how we took control but failed?
âYes, it was a leak.â
âThatâs right. The information was only made known to a limited number of people. Which means thereâs a traitor among those who knew.â
âThey investigated the captain, deputy captain, and those of Gilmouth who independently knew the information. But he couldnât find any evidence. But I was assured there was a traitor, the day before I went on a crusade.â
âOnly the four of us were told that story. I had a chance to have a drink with Gilmouth.â
Both Mr. Borolda and Mr. Seiselk continue to talk pale.
The people who were supposed to investigate my people would have suffered.
And so did they when they asked about it.
Oh well, did the four of you stay with me because you knew this story?
âAfter the crusader gathering yesterday, I went to say hello to Gilmouth, where I was asked to be. Evidence was found that one merchant handled a special commodity. He wants us to gather information because heâs still weak as evidence.â
âItâs the people the merchants deal with, the⊠well, what. Itâs hard to tell IvyâŠâ
I wonder what it is?
Mr. Borolda has suddenly gone awry.
Mr. Seiselk also has a great wrinkle between his eyebrows.
Is that so hard to say?
It is predictable that merchants will deal with people.
Seize and sell people, probably slave traders behind them.
Is there anything harder to say than that?
And to me?
âAhhh, I mean⊠tell me if you feel bad?
âYes.â
It makes me more nervous because Mr Borolda says it very seriously. \nâThe product this guy is dealing with is a person, but heâs a child. Especially a boy. You know⊠adults have that, you know, special sexuality or that⊠thereâs this guy who turns the wrong love on kids, heâs a merchant for those guys⊠you okay?
I see, toddler sexualsâŠâŠ perverts.
You mean the merchant is after you⊠lust for a child?
âItâs okay, Ivy?
Worried about me thinking about it, Mr. Ratlua spoke to me.
Maybe they thought I felt bad because I kept my mouth shut.
âItâs okay. Uh⊠itâs okayâ
No, itâs not okay.
I feel sick with my head twitching.
To such a subject⊠meâŠ
Letâs just think about something different and calm down.
âUm, both Flaming Sword and Thunder King are top adventurers, arenât they? With those people, why are you after them? Itâs risky, isnât it?
â⊠thatâs money. And thatâs the confidence Iâve been building.â
âMoney and confidence?
âBecause itâs a sexuality you canât put on the table, a child targeted by a subject who says so is traded for a pretty high price. Prices jumped thanks in particular to tighter national controls and heavier penaltiesâ
Mr. Borolda sighs loudly.
Is it good that the controls have been strengthened, but on the contrary the value has hung and become a business that becomes gold?
I donât know, donât feel bad.
âI guess you think you wonât be disturbed when youâre a top adventurer because you think you havenât discovered anything about that and the organization yet. If we work as weâve always done, weâll have no problem.â
Disgust mixes with Mr. Seiselkâs voice.
âEven this time, if we didnât know the traitor, there would have been merchant information flowing in the green wind. Then the merchant would have been wiped out immediately and would not have been able to get close to the organizationâ
Well, the information on the Alliance is communicated to the top adventurers.
Because thatâs all I have credit for.
Is that it?
âIs the green wind also the top adventurer?
\nâMaybe Borolda appreciates that guy. But can you really trust me in my current state?
âOf course.â
âReally?â
âAh.â
âBased on what happened to Meera, can you say the same thing?
âHa! âŠâŠ
âCalm down, both of youâ
Mr. Rickbelt slaps two excited shoulders.
He seemed a little louder.
⊠Is that it?
Isnât this story heard around?
Look around, but no adventurer looks like he cares about this one.
⊠Why?
âIs that it? Did you just notice? Iâm using soundproof items. Magic items dropped from demons. Isnât that amazing?â
Mr. Ratlua points a little proudly to the soundproof item on his desk.
I noticed.
And itâs a drop item from the demon⊠this is the game around here right⊠hmm?
What do you mean, my knowledge?
âSorry.â
Mr. Boroldaâs voice reaches his ear and switches consciousness.
He has an indescribable look.
I want to believe it, but Iâm really not sure if I can believe it.
I guess Mr. Meera was a traitor, and he doesnât know whoâs on his side and whoâs the enemy.