NOVEL NEXT Online games: I have SSSS skills at level zero
Chapter 131
Mahia, a large intelligence organization, inside the office of Director Desan.
A man burst into the office.
"What's going on? Why did you come back in such a hurry? Desan
, who was half-lying on the sofa chewing biscuits, looked at the man and asked sarcastically.
The other closed the door and entered the room, sat down eagerly across from Desan.
"Brother, I think something terrible happened to me."
"What's going on? What nonsense is suddenly said?
"I'm not kidding, so you have to get up and listen carefully now." Do you know that unknown pharmacy in the alley of First Avenue in the east of the city?
Desan frowned at the guy's sudden words and stood up.
"Nameless apothecary? I do not know. What's wrong?
"Its owner is an old man named Prion."
The man took out a few pieces of paper on the table.
Desan picked it up and glanced at it.
His eyes slowly widened, and he swept over the contents with a look of displeasure.
Frowning through the newspaper for a while, he asked softly with a serious face:
"Is this true?"
"So do you think I'm lying?"
On paper is exactly what the men investigated.
A few months ago, Holden, who runs a small inn, fell ill.
The disease that originally had to be cured by an excellent mage who was good at healing at a large price was suddenly cured, and this matter attracted the attention of the man.
The man who discovered this while investigating other things, out of curiosity, casually investigated.
What caught his attention the most in the process was Prion, the owner of an unknown store.
After the man judged that it was the one who cured the innkeeper's illness, this time the other party was investigated.
The old man came to settle in the city a year ago.
In fact, there is not much information about him, so the investigation on a whim can only go so far.
But the man immediately thought of a possibility.
Because the disappearance of the Great Alchemist of Antilia, Gurpiro, who had made a lot of noise on the mainland in recent years, was also a year ago.
Although it was just a ridiculous guess, the man continued to investigate Prion.
However, despite the hopelessness.
And, to his surprise, he discovered circumstances that made this ridiculous hypothesis possible.
Among the most certain is the information about the appearance of Gurpiro.
Unlike Gurpiro, who has a green beard and hair, Prion has orange hair and beard, but during the course of the investigation it was discovered that the hair was dyed.
The man got confirmation from several people who knew that Prion had a green beard when he first came to town.
Unless it is to avoid being seen, an alchemist who is enough to cure an incurable disease will not open an unknown apothecary shop.
So the man was almost convinced that Prion's true identity was the Great Alchemist Gourpiro, who escaped from Antilia.
Desang silently scanned the paper repeatedly, and did not respond for a long time.
The man said,
"I think it's very likely."
“... Well, it should be.
"Is there anything else to worry about?" Let's go and pray to the Six Emperors. Hearing
the man's words, Desan frowned.
Both are vampires from the Leocell Mountains, just like the Tyrants.
When he leaves the tribe he himself slaughtered, Desan is one of those who follow him.
I think that at the beginning, Desang relied on the aura of a tyrant king to establish the first intelligence agency here.
But now, it is no longer the glory of the past.
As the tyrant's interest in them faded, annoying hostile organizations appeared, and even the officials of the territory slowly became dissatisfied with them.
"Is it the only one who knows this information?"
To Desan's question, the man immediately replied:
"Yes, my subordinates did the investigation, but I merged these investigations together..."
Desang, who heard this, immediately closed his mouth.
Looking at Desang with a straight face, a trace of doubt flashed in his eyes, and just about to say something, Desang suddenly said:
"Sleep."
Wow!
Blood-colored flames soared into the air and instantly enveloped the man's body.
Then the blood-colored fire disappeared along with the man's body.
Looking at the place where the man had just stood, Desang sighed.
"You idiot, do you think the Six Emperors are still interested in us now?"
Even the few remaining tribes in his hometown were hostile to him, who was gradually becoming a demon race.
Even in the past, they didn't have anything worthy of the attention of the Six Emperors, and he knew this very well.
Delshan, who casually killed his stepbrother who had been with him for decades, showed only a hint of pity.
The great alchemist of Antilia, who created an elixir.
The only way to determine if it was him was personally was to visit him in person.
Although Delsan said that only he knew about this matter, there may be other members of the organization who noticed something during the investigation. So he has to act as soon as possible.
Desan's eyes were full of excitement and greed.
A man burst into the office.
"What's going on? Why did you come back in such a hurry? Desan
, who was half-lying on the sofa chewing biscuits, looked at the man and asked sarcastically.
The other closed the door and entered the room, sat down eagerly across from Desan.
"Brother, I think something terrible happened to me."
"What's going on? What nonsense is suddenly said?
"I'm not kidding, so you have to get up and listen carefully now." Do you know that unknown pharmacy in the alley of First Avenue in the east of the city?
Desan frowned at the guy's sudden words and stood up.
"Nameless apothecary? I do not know. What's wrong?
"Its owner is an old man named Prion."
The man took out a few pieces of paper on the table.
Desan picked it up and glanced at it.
His eyes slowly widened, and he swept over the contents with a look of displeasure.
Frowning through the newspaper for a while, he asked softly with a serious face:
"Is this true?"
"So do you think I'm lying?"
On paper is exactly what the men investigated.
A few months ago, Holden, who runs a small inn, fell ill.
The disease that originally had to be cured by an excellent mage who was good at healing at a large price was suddenly cured, and this matter attracted the attention of the man.
The man who discovered this while investigating other things, out of curiosity, casually investigated.
What caught his attention the most in the process was Prion, the owner of an unknown store.
After the man judged that it was the one who cured the innkeeper's illness, this time the other party was investigated.
The old man came to settle in the city a year ago.
In fact, there is not much information about him, so the investigation on a whim can only go so far.
But the man immediately thought of a possibility.
Because the disappearance of the Great Alchemist of Antilia, Gurpiro, who had made a lot of noise on the mainland in recent years, was also a year ago.
Although it was just a ridiculous guess, the man continued to investigate Prion.
However, despite the hopelessness.
And, to his surprise, he discovered circumstances that made this ridiculous hypothesis possible.
Among the most certain is the information about the appearance of Gurpiro.
Unlike Gurpiro, who has a green beard and hair, Prion has orange hair and beard, but during the course of the investigation it was discovered that the hair was dyed.
The man got confirmation from several people who knew that Prion had a green beard when he first came to town.
Unless it is to avoid being seen, an alchemist who is enough to cure an incurable disease will not open an unknown apothecary shop.
So the man was almost convinced that Prion's true identity was the Great Alchemist Gourpiro, who escaped from Antilia.
Desang silently scanned the paper repeatedly, and did not respond for a long time.
The man said,
"I think it's very likely."
“... Well, it should be.
"Is there anything else to worry about?" Let's go and pray to the Six Emperors. Hearing
the man's words, Desan frowned.
Both are vampires from the Leocell Mountains, just like the Tyrants.
When he leaves the tribe he himself slaughtered, Desan is one of those who follow him.
I think that at the beginning, Desang relied on the aura of a tyrant king to establish the first intelligence agency here.
But now, it is no longer the glory of the past.
As the tyrant's interest in them faded, annoying hostile organizations appeared, and even the officials of the territory slowly became dissatisfied with them.
"Is it the only one who knows this information?"
To Desan's question, the man immediately replied:
"Yes, my subordinates did the investigation, but I merged these investigations together..."
Desang, who heard this, immediately closed his mouth.
Looking at Desang with a straight face, a trace of doubt flashed in his eyes, and just about to say something, Desang suddenly said:
"Sleep."
Wow!
Blood-colored flames soared into the air and instantly enveloped the man's body.
Then the blood-colored fire disappeared along with the man's body.
Looking at the place where the man had just stood, Desang sighed.
"You idiot, do you think the Six Emperors are still interested in us now?"
Even the few remaining tribes in his hometown were hostile to him, who was gradually becoming a demon race.
Even in the past, they didn't have anything worthy of the attention of the Six Emperors, and he knew this very well.
Delshan, who casually killed his stepbrother who had been with him for decades, showed only a hint of pity.
The great alchemist of Antilia, who created an elixir.
The only way to determine if it was him was personally was to visit him in person.
Although Delsan said that only he knew about this matter, there may be other members of the organization who noticed something during the investigation. So he has to act as soon as possible.
Desan's eyes were full of excitement and greed.
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