The Weakest Tamer Trash Picking Journey Begins

"Nine?

I, too, get in trouble for the confused voice of the captain.

I wonder if it is uncomfortable with my age to say I am so 9 years old and how I look.

"Yes, I'm 9 years old"

"Oh, no. It doesn't matter how old you are. Bad. Uh, I wonder what it was. Yeah, you're in favor of my actions here."

... Agreed?

What is it about...?

I agree with you if you're looking for a hidden room.

It doesn't matter if I agree or don't.

"Captain, calm down. Ivy predicts that you were alone here and acting differently because you were looking for a hidden room. And I'm sure you think you found it."

To Mr. Borolda's words, the captain stares at me.

So nod one with the meaning of consent.

"Really?"

"True. Besides, the vigilante has a traitor. It also predicted the possibility that there would be a hidden room inside this building and there would be important evidence there. I'll tell you what, Ivy told me about it before I told her the information. I didn't tip you off."

The captain does not keep it slight, but keeps staring at me.

It looks serene at first sight, but its gaze has sharpness.

I don't think he's going to be angry, but somehow he feels scared and takes a few steps back.

"Captain, Ivy's scared."

Mr. Ratlua taps gently on the captain's shoulder.

He grinned bitterly as he noticed hah and lowered his head gently.

"Bad. I'm surprised. But wow."

"No.... So, did you find it?

Was there a hidden room or not?

That's my biggest concern.

If so, was there any evidence left that could be used?

He gave me a slightly surprised look at the way I listened, but he gave me a nigga and a grin.

"Oh, they found me. I just checked a little, but I was able to find some paperwork on the slave trade. All I had to do was borrow money and kill requests. We're going to look into it and identify the people involved."

I just checked a little, and I didn't expect that much stuff to come out.

I wonder how much evidence there is of crime.

So you want to send your people in and hide them through?

"Did you have the money?

"No, I haven't looked that far into it yet"

"Really?"

Mr. Borolda, who was listening to my conversation with the captain.

"What do you do with the paperwork?

"We're gonna take it to the vigilante's office and find out."

"Well, shall I call my men? Ivy, come with me."

You should go with Mr. Borolda and find out if there are any traitors among the rest of the vigilante.

But before I do, I have something to worry about.

As I felt in the attitude of Count Faltria, it is possible that there are organised humans lurking around this building.

"Um, I don't think you should move the paperwork"

"I think so too."

Mr. Seiselk seems to be thinking the same thing.

"Why? Leaving it here is more likely to take it away from the tissue. We need to hit him as soon as possible."

"Yes, but there's a good chance there's someone in the organization lurking around this building."

"What makes you think that?

"Faltria, it's from his actions. He may have made a stupid mistake this time."

"Hey Seiselk, your words are going too far for Count Faltria. If someone asks you, you're gonna be treated like a problem."

"Oh well. You hadn't reported it yet. Faltria is a man of the organization."

The captain opened his eyes to Mr. Borolda's words.

"What? Oh, that's a magic item! Borolda, did you react?

"Oh, that's why Faltria is a person in the organization. Probably the former tightening of the organization or the executives close to it. Wasn't his name on the evidence?

"Yes, no. I haven't looked into that much yet... but is that better?

The captain looks flashy and thinks of something.

And little by little, the look on his face turns to anger.

My gaze shook sharply, and when I saw it, I shuddered for a long time.

"If Faltria was a person in the organization, everything comes with an explanation. Failure to control... and the killing of the people who were sneaking in. He's the one who moves the organization... then I..."

In the eyes of the captain, who was showing anger, a deep regret comes to mind.

If the cause of the death of your companion was caused by the information given to Count Faltria...

"Damn! I was the one who tipped him off. You killed my people!

That's not true.

I didn't suspect Count Faltria, so I had no choice.

But the words are of no help to the captain.

No one can speak up.

For a little while, near the front door of the former merchant, he was wrapped in unusual tranquillity.

"Ha, I'm sorry. It's all right now."

On several occasions, the captain repeatedly takes a deep breath and walks out to the back of the ground floor.

"The hidden room is this way. And there's a possibility that someone from the organization might be lurking around."

"Oh, do you have any hands?

"It's hard, the average person is around here, so what distinguishes them from the people in the organization?"

Mr. Borolda follows the captain.

Behind it, the three remaining follow.

Talk as if nothing had happened, stare at the captain and Mr. Borolda from behind.

I sincerely think they are strong people.

Strength that shocks my mind and still stands up quickly.

I guess I've been through a lot before.

Is this the strength of your heart?

"Ivy, any thoughts?

"What? No, that"

Mr. Borolda can swing.

I have hands on watchdogs.

But this is dangerous in a state where organizations don't know how far around they are.

"You got something."

Mr. Seiselk peeks into my face from the side and assures me.

"Talk to me, I want to get them."

"Uh, it's dangerous,"

"I don't mind. We in the vigilante are ready for this job."

"Okay. Uh, why don't you use the watch to make us attack this place?

"" "" Hmm?

A little slower for everyone.

Is that it?

I wonder if I didn't explain it enough.

Uh, I don't know what to say.

"Show those on watch that this place has gotten worse. That should strike."

I see. You mean we'll catch them there.

The captain and Mr. Borolda stop and turn their gaze to me.

Mr. Seiselk and Mr. Ratlua give a slightly surprising look.

I don't think I said anything surprising... did I do something wrong again?

"Yes. The most important thing now is to protect the evidence. And slowing down the movement of the organization. If you capture all those who attacked you, you will assume that your movements have been read. That makes it suspicious and difficult to act. However, the question arises as to how far the organization is grasping this information."

"" "You're not nine, are you?" "

"I'm 9!

Mr. Commander, why are you shaking your head to the side?

Mr. Ratlua, I know you're laughing.

Even if you hide your face, your shoulders are shaking too much.

"But there's no reason to be thin."

Both the captain and Mr Borolda are nodding at Mr Seiserque's words.

The captain walks a little and opens his hand to the door of a room.

Apparently, in the deepest room on the ground floor, there was a hidden room.

"Perhaps Mr. Meera and the others will make it"

Enter the room and look around.

With shelves lined up, it looks like a nado or storage room.

"Meera and the others? Oh, sure, those guys are acting a little weird repeatedly.... I do know that something is about to happen. And if you take a ride, it doesn't make a strange impression that this place is too thin."

"Yes. So it's up to Mr. Meera and the others."

"... that's a funny operation"

Mr. Borolda is laughing.

That would be so.

Because I leave it to the enemy.

"Sure."

Mr. Seiselk also has an indescribable face.

Only the captain still looks harsh.

"Yes, does it work? Even if Meera and the others were, the vigilance here wouldn't be so easy."

"Yes, so we focus on guarding people with problems."

The captain is right, there are limits to making it thin.

Then you can place the traitor.

You should be deluded because you're going to look well guarded.

"It's kind of an operation that's using enemies all the time."

Am I?

Tilt your neck to Mr. Seiserque's words.