Second Death Row Series: A Death Row Convict Teaches at a School of Magic - Cel b24
- Second Death Row Series: A Death Row Convict Teaches at a School of Magic
- Cel b24 - Surveillance
Translator: MadHatter Editor: MadHatter
As it turned out, my prediction was not erroneous.
From the moment the carriage crossed the checkpoint, I called Envy back, assumed a different appearance, and thoroughly marked the carriage.
As if to flaunt its presence, the carriage passed majestically through the traffic of Ciscima Town. Needless to say, there was such a huge mass of people that it was astounding to see such a crowd in the town at that time, so that might have been a “product advertisement” in the sense as well.
Therefore, I was able to attach Envy as a surveillance device in the town with no difficulty, however, the issue arose after the carriage had departed from the town and headed for the forest in the suburbs. On a road with few pedestrians and few obstructions to begin with, Envy, which can only mimic a human, would be more effective if it remained in a slime state, with its small volume.
Nevertheless, if that were to be the case, Envy would not be able to catch up with the speed at which the carriage was traveling, and by the time the carriage entered the forest, he would have lost sight of it.
Conversely, though, I did confirm that the carriage had gone into the forest. After such a grand passage through Ciscima town, it was unlikely that the carriage might have headed for the neighboring town far away, through the forest. In other words, the destination of the carriage must be in the forest―
On the basis of this supposition, the next day I began to conduct a search of the forests in the suburbs.
Though that being said, I was extremely hectic and had no time for that, so I decided to place Envy at the checking station. Since Envy basically cannot speak, I simply let him occupy a chair unless an emergency emerged. As a result, Axe and Frescia told me that I had developed a habit of slacking off.
Nonetheless, it was worth it for me to search the forest even though I lost the trust of the slave soldiers in that way. About a week after I started searching the forest, a clue finally presented itself.
If possible, I would have preferred to keep a low profile, but it was inevitable.
I invoked “See-Through” sorcery. The surrounding scenery wavered momentarily, only to return to the same scenery the next instant.
The trees I had just noticed had a small knife-like object stuck in them, though. Its shape was reminiscent of the kunai used by ninjas in historical dramas.
To be sure, I did not touch it directly and inspected it from a distance, but there seemed to be no mistake that it was some kind of spirit armament.
Although it was unclear what kind of effect it would have, it would not be good for me to linger here for too long if the wielder of this spiritual armament became aware that the barrier had been breached.
Silently, yet swiftly, I advanced deeper into the forest.
The sun had already set by the time I returned to the inn.
After pouring a glass of cheap whiskey, I slurped it down in one gulp. A hot sensation coursed through my throat, but it was somehow satisfying.
On the far side of the forest that followed, a huge Western-style house stood alone.
There was no sign of anyone’s presence, and at first glance it looked as if the house had already been cleared out, but that would be a different story if the area around it still bore the marks of a horse-drawn carriage that seemed to have been recently arrived at. There was no doubt about it. This should be where the carriage that crossed the checking station, and by association, slaver X, existed.
How to attack it was the question.
First of all, what do I intend to do with those slaves?
Initially, I thought it was just a matter of cleaning up the minor issues caused by the rogues, but it would appear that they were quite a force to be reckoned with, judging by the barrier that was set up in the forest today.
That being the case, they were too great of a load for me to handle while I was working, yet at the same time, I didn’t feel at ease leaving them out in the open. To put it another way, it was like a spider’s web lurking somewhere in your room, but you let it go. The harm caused was minimal, but the feeling was not very pleasant.
But as mentioned, cleaning it up won’t be easy. If so, why not call a contractor to exterminate them? Now, I could say that the Taiga team could be dispatched to that Western-style house… It was not impossible, but it was not a very wise move. If asked if there was enough of a cause to mobilize the troops, I can’t say there wasn’t… but I would have to say it was weak. It would be a lot easier if they were leading Zaghir’s forces behind the scenes, but――
That was when the realization dawned on me.
It may not necessarily be factual, but it may be as close to factual as possible, which is to say, suspicions can be cast.
For instance, in this case… “The group lurking in the Western-style house deep in the forest are actually those who are under the thumb of Zaghir, and when investigating whether this was true or not, we were met with severe resistance and had no choice but to return fire…” The specifics need to be ironed out a bit more, but even something like this could be a good cause.
That day ended with me contemplating my “excuse” to the military headquarters, but by that time, I had already formulated a “cause” to my satisfaction.
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