STGB Chapter 37

Episode 37 Guild (2)

Sitting on a chair.

Unusually, a chair made of steel is optionally attached to the arms and legs, and the floor is fixed with nails.

‘Isn’t it humanly necessary to give me time to rest?’

To put things in order, the place where I am currently is the interrogation room located in the basement of the Explorers Guild.

Across the street sits an inspector.

His age is estimated to be in his mid-thirties, and his characteristics are that he is overweight and uses a high-handed tone.

“This is Koldo Birman, who is in charge of the investigation of this case. I will ask you a few questions, so I hope you will respond cooperatively to the investigation.”

“Investigation? Before that, shouldn’t you tell me why you arrested me first?”

I asked without hesitation.

I don’t even want the principle of presumption of innocence, but this is a reasonable right even as a defendant in this era—

oops!

The inspector bastard kicked me in the shin.

Looking at his face, he is smirking as if something had happened.

“One rule, you only have to answer my questions, okay?”

“…i get it.”

“Huh, if you follow the rules, you won’t get sick, so you can be relieved of that part.”

sick bitch.

Would you be itchy if you came back from the labyrinth shaking that shit and got slapped on the shin?

This bastard must have some fantasy about his job.

“Anyway, to answer your question… Bjorn Yandel. You were arrested here for plundering within the Labyrinth.”

“…accusations of looting?”

A car that made me wonder if this was the sound of eating dog grass.

The inspector pup picked up my backpack upside down and spilled the contents onto the floor.

“It’s also a lot of gas.”

Exploration items such as torches and sleeping bags.

A special item obtained from the Crimson Fortress.

Among other food and miscellaneous junk, the investigator took out only the equipment and put it on the table.

Mostly stuff from the 4 person party that got us in the back in the Land of the Dead.

“Where did you get this if you weren’t plundering? A barbarian wouldn’t use a bow.”

“It… belongs to those who tried to kill me first.”

“Proof?”

evidence?

There can be no such thing, but there is no reason to take a low-key attitude.

I asked the opposite.

“Then do you have any proof that what I’m saying isn’t true?”

“Well, I’ll have to look into that now.”

“Are you going to arrest people and investigate them with just this?”

This was the part I didn’t understand the most.

This is different from the way the Explorers Guild usually does.

It is an unwritten rule in this city that no matter what explorers bring out of the labyrinth, they do not ask questions without evidence.

Therefore, the guild never first searched out looters until reports or testimonies came in.

However…

“The guild’s internal rules changed a few days ago.”

If you say this, you will have nothing to say.

This isn’t just a game, it’s a world where many people live.

“The official guideline is to apply it to level 9 explorers first so that predatory behavior can be curbed.”

In a word, it means that we will start with easy-going guys for trial operation.

Wherever you go, if you have a low status, you will suffer.

The criteria to be investigated were also roughly expected.

Have you collected a lot of magic stones or have equipment that looks like someone else’s in your backpack? It must have been like that.

So I guess I was a two-strike from the start?

“Now then tell me. Where did you get this thing from?”

Anyway, the attitude at the beginning was just to kill my spirit. After that, the investigator continued the investigation normally.

Therefore, I, as cooperatively as possible, talked about what had happened at the time.

Oh, of course, I forgot to mention the psychopath.

If I’m going to talk about that, I’ll have to talk about the oath, but a barbarian who breaks an oath will look weird everywhere.

Being framed as an evil spirit is far more dangerous than being framed for murder. Especially in the part where there is no room for excuses.

‘If I report it for no reason, I could end up being run over by that woman without even knowing.’

Therefore, I only briefly described the encounter with a group of four marauders, who fell into a state of ‘suppression’ and dramatically defeated them.

However, the inspector bastard was just plain bored.

“What? Can you survive being stabbed in the neck? You’re telling a lie that even a child won’t believe.”

“I only spoke the truth.”

“Then where’s that scar on your neck? It should have left a mark, as you say?”

I unknowingly touched my neck.

It was smooth with no bumps.

There was nothing to worry about.

After eating the vampire essence, the natural regenerative power increased so much that even the scars were healed.

‘…why is this messed up again?’

Reluctantly, we eventually had to talk about the rift as well.

The only problem is that the investigator didn’t even listen to me.

“Puhaha! Cracks? Vampires? There’s no logic to what you say because you’re a barbarian!”

“I swear, everything I say is true.”

Even the warrior’s oath, which worked every time like a cheat key, was useless this time, as if he had hardened his heart.

“What honor is there for a man who acts like a looter?”

By this point, I was also in trouble.

“Then call a wizard! Isn’t it just a matter of verifying it through magic!”

In fact, there was no such thing as a long conversation.

Just one shot of magic would hide the truth.

However, the investigator only laughed as if it were not the same.

“You can officially request verification from the guild from level 7 or higher.”

Damn when did this change again?

A level 9 explorer is not treated like a human being.

“Even if I pay the fee?”

“It’s money that will be returned to the country when you die. It can’t be wasted on meaningless things.”

It’s probably because there’s less money to swindle.

“Come on, admit the crime.”

It seems that it will take time to prove innocence.

***

As if to announce the end of the labyrinth life that lasted for 15 days, the dazzling noon sunlight covers the body.

Erwen stood for a while as if enjoying the warmth.

Perhaps because of the sharply contrasting environment, fragments of memories from the past intersected in my head.

‘I didn’t expect the 3rd floor to be so difficult……’

The 3rd floor entered with my sister.

The strength of the 7th grade monsters I had never experienced before.

Even though I fought almost alone, even the 6th grade monster that I accidentally encountered at the end.

It was truly a journey that felt like an exploration for the first time.

The first labyrinth exploration with Mr.

‘Wouldn’t he be very surprised if I told him?’

I want to hurry up and tell you what I went through in the labyrinth. And I want to ask how you are.

Thinking about it made my tired body energize.

‘If I told you that I obtained a new essence, would you do it again like the last time…?’

I’m a bit worried about that, but…

For some reason, my steps are lighter than usual.

Erwen took a short step towards the exchange office for 9th grade explorers.

‘Is it different this time? You can’t see the mister…….’

“It’s 184100 stones.”

“Wow …….”

“That’s quite a lot for a 9th grade explorer, isn’t it?”

“I went with my sister!”

“Can I know his name?”

“Daria Whitember di Tercia.”

“Yes, it has been confirmed. You are welcome to go.”

After exchanging magic stones, meeting with her sister outside, unpacking at the inn, washing herself for three hours and changing into new clothes, she headed straight to Bjorn’s inn.

But what happened?

“That fairy lady who came every day. But what about this? Room 302 hasn’t come back yet.”

“Um, is that so?”

Bjorn was not at the inn.

how did this happen

It looks like the room price has been paid in advance and there are other luggage left in the room…

“Are you going to keep waiting?”

“Yes! You should be back soon!”

“Tsk.”

The normally kind innkeeper clicked his tongue as he noticed that he didn’t like it for some reason.

How long has it been since then?

The sun has gone down. that too a few hours ago.

“Hey, why are you taking your luggage out of your room on your own?”

“That bothers me. Hey, do you have any papers?”

“Documents?”

“Isn’t that right. A certificate saying that the lady is a colleague with that barbarian or that she agreed to hand over a keepsake or something like that.”

“There’s no such thing… No! Rather, it’s a keepsake!”

“Then, after the labyrinth was closed and this much has passed, what is the reason you still haven’t returned? Dead crabs in the labyrinth!”

At the end of this, the innkeeper semi-forcibly kicked her out.

Erwen sulkily sat down in front of him.

‘There’s no way he’s dead…’

That’s ridiculous.

Although it is common for an explorer to die in a labyrinth, it is impossible to imagine him dying.

So I sat in front and waited.

When it was morning, then night, and then morning again.

“You found it.”

her sister came to visit.

My sister didn’t ask me any questions, even scolding me for staying out for two nights.

I just put my hand forward.

“…Let’s go eat first.”

Erwen thought as he stood up holding her hand.

Although the exact reason is unknown.

Although I know that it has nothing to do with this at all.

“I want to be strong, sister.”

For some reason, I felt that way.

more intense than ever.

***

Confined to thick iron bars.

All of his luggage had been taken away, and he was wearing only a piece of cloth rolled up and tied below his waist.

He is leaning against the wall in an awkward posture.

It’s the second day too. After the first day of

‘Sir Bar…….’,

things got worse and worse. In response

to my repeated denials and verification requests, the investigators had no choice but to call a wizard, but… “The character’s

SPR level

is over 90. ”

The magic of a 9th level wizard working as a .

“Your mental barrier is too thick. I guess I’ll have to call the mage from the tower.”

The situation got a headache.

Even from the guild’s point of view, the help of a high-level wizard is inevitable to close my case.

“It doesn’t make sense to call them for only a 9th-level explorer case.”

From then on, the investigator threw all kinds of shit to get my confession.

I thought this would be a much easier route.

But there’s no way I’m frightened by this bastard and make a false confession.

I tried naming the 6th-level wizard Arua Raven or the dwarf, but this stuffy investigator didn’t even listen.

It was such a long car.

“Ha ha ha! Looks like Bjorn Yandel, this isn’t the first time you’ve committed an act of robbery?”

A whole new set of charges unrelated to previous investigations were laid.

“What do you mean by that?”

“I found this while investigating you.”

What the investigator held out with a triumphant look was none other than the Message Stone.

“The message stone has a unique number, so the owner is not recorded. So I looked up what was in your backpack, and sure enough. It belonged to a dead explorer.”

For reference, the owner’s name is Artoa Serdin

. Wasn’t it enough to hurt a person named Hearts Young and escape, so he killed the person he was tracking?”

This

bastard thought he might be the main character of a mystery story

. No matter what you say here, this bastard, who is going crazy wanting to deal with me, won’t even pretend to

listen

. ”

It’s a piece of shit in this guild.

You just rejected my request.

“…So what kind of brother am I going to get?”

“You’re saying strange things. Lapdonia ‘s royal law has never been tolerant of looters. Oh, is that too difficult for a barbarian

”