Although the light on the jewel went out, the silence continued. Amid doubts about whether that post was true or not, Clown had confirmed its authenticity, which made us see the weight of this incident.
So the exterior is really good.
What would happen in the city once community activities were over? Surely, the rumors would spread uncontrollably.
Damn bastards from Noark.
Hearing the truth from that side through Clown's mouth, I could clearly sense Noark's intention. That post was not a confession of personal deviation. It was a planned operation to spread this information throughout the city using the community.
That's why this bastard tells us this so easily.
Clown always hid behind a frivolous mask and spoke in an emotional voice, but he wasn't just stupid. As an example, he remained silent about all previous events. Although he was one of the main members of Orcules, he never used them as information.
«Soon, an assassin will be sent to Bjorn Yandel».
The most recent information he mentioned was similar. Although he spoke as if Noark was going to send an assassin, he was actually talking about an assassination plot by a large clan. For reference, the benefit to be gained from this was simple.
«Anyway, Mr. Antlers, you were very jealous». Clown made Antlers make a move in real life. «Pshe, I didn't expect you to actually send those gentlemen like that».
From his perspective, he had laid the groundwork to trace Cornamenta's identity in return. This guy would have judged it that way. Even if the assassination against Bjorn Yandel failed, this was more important.
"Imbecil".
It was possible that the reason Cornamenta withdrew the middle knights was because he belatedly realized Clown's goal. The longer the tail, the more likely it was to be caught.
«It's fun to see you fight, but please do it on your own later! Um, Mr. Clown, if it's okay, can I ask you a question?» When Clown and Antlers showed signs of starting a fight, Reina skillfully changed the atmosphere and asked a question. «So who is the old man? The one that transported more than 10,000 people with Mass Teleportation at a time and disappeared. It seems that he was also the one who guided you all outside».
«That's right...» Clown interrupted himself and laughed awkwardly. «Pshe, it's a secret. If I tell you, it won't be fun, right?».
It was clear that he had no idea who he was. That way you didn't pretend to know something. With my accumulated experience as a Lion, I spit out a word as soon as I saw an opportunity. «It is impossible that that old man had revealed his identity».
The cousin gave Clown a look as if to say she was trying to play a trick. Clown shuddered as if he had been caught. His eyes seemed to say: «How did you know?
On the other hand, Reina moved her eyes towards me and sent me peculiar looks. «Hmmm, does that mean you know something, Mr. Leon? Who is that unknown old man?»
No, how would I know?
Maintaining eye contact, I didn't answer anything, León's characteristic gesture to bring something interesting if you wanted to hear something from him.
Reina grumbled: «Hmph, so can you at least tell me what interests you?».
Hey, that reduces the diversity of information.
There was only one thing I could say, exactly the same line I used in a similar situation in the past. «I don't know». León did not know himself. «What interests me».
At my words, Reina looked at me as if I were a strange creature.
Okay, so I think I've already met my quota for today...
I pretended not to be interested in the conversation that followed and listened carefully. The gathering, which had been interrupted for a moment, resumed.
«Then I'll go this time». Goblin took charge of the second shift. Revealed information related to a religious organization. «Do you remember that I told you about an oracle that descended a few months ago? I finally found out who he was».
That? Suddenly? Since I didn't expect him to show up here, I tried my best to maintain my composure.
«You are finally useful. Pshe, so who is it? And what is the sacred relic they received?» Clown, who at the time showed great interest in the oracle and sacred relic, corrected his stance. Maybe this had never happened before.
Goblin puffed out his chest and said: «Bjorn Yandel. The one who received the oracle at that time is the barbarian recently referred to as the City Giant».
Things were getting interesting.
«Bjorn Candle».
Not to say this with my own mouth, but it was the buzzword these days.
«He is the one who received the oracle...?» Having suffered greatly for my character, Clown laughed as if dumbfounded. «Hey, is this information true? That man is not even human. How can you receive an oracle?».
«Well... It seemed strange to me too, but when I researched it, it's not completely unheard of. In fact there have been a few different races that have received oracles in the past».
«Most left a big mark on history». Cornamenta spoke as if to complement Duende's explanation. «So stop suspecting Goblin without even knowing anything. Didn't the jewel turn green in the first place?»
«That's right...» It wasn't always accurate. Clearly, that was what Clown meant, but he couldn't finish his words. That was because he himself was the sample case.
«Yes, now. Let's stop this. You too, Mr. Clown. Since this information is 100% true, unlike Mr. Clown's back then, you don't have to worry. I saw it myself and confirmed it».
Hey? Did Duende see it and confirm it himself? Well, this changed things. At first I thought it was very likely that Duende obtained information that had been widely disseminated. But did he see it himself?
...So he was among them?
When the third vine broke, there were a total of five people around me: three escort knights, Missha and Sven Parav, the deputy commander of the second Order of Paladins of Reatlas. Naturally, the suspect was reduced to one, as it was almost a fait accompli that Goblin was a paladin.
How interesting. To think it's really him.
The image of Goblin at the Round Table and that of that worthy paladin of that time were significantly different. Well, it still wouldn't be as shocking as me.
...Is it really better this way?
Clown and Reina, and now Goblin's identity was revealed. There might be a day when this information would be of great use.
«So what is the sacred relic? If it is the goddess of the stars it must be a relic related to destiny...»
«To be honest... I don't know either. I'm not in a position to go around asking around...». Goblin then confessed that he knew nothing about the ability of the sacred relic.
Next was Queen. «The day the returning explorers were rewarded at the Palace of Glory, the palace sent an official notice to the magic tower».
«An official notification?»
«Yeah. It was a request to repair the labyrinth portal. When it was checked, it was in a very unstable state». After that, Queen closed her mouth and the jewel emitted a light right after. It was a green light indicating a pass, but members were not convinced.
«It may only be your second time, but isn't it too much? Pshe, who can use that garbage information?».
Despite Clown's sarcasm, Queen did not give in and replied: «Don't know. I think it will sound different to each person depending on their level. If the repairs were delayed even a little, it could have caused a dimensional collapse».
But even Antlers supported the Clown this time. «You are not saying that a dimension collapse will occur soon; the information that repairs have been made is a bit poor».
Well, there was nothing they could gain from this information, although that was different for me.
...If the repairs have finished, it would be correct to assume that the experience point copy failure has been fixed.
So did you have to run fast to earn portal opening experience points? Still, just in case, I decided to check it out one more time upon entering the maze.
«I have nothing more to say. I sincerely believe that this information is not inferior to what I have heard today». Soon, Reina showed a firm attitude to the members and received a pass.
«Oh, could you do that...?» Goblin, who had received many rejections in the past, seemed amazed that this method was possible. But knowing it and making it work were two different things. Even if Goblin said that, things wouldn't play out the same way for him. A barbaric stubbornness was not something everyone could handle. I had to come with the confidence that you were the best.
This woman is also very strange.
Anyway, after Reina there was Antlers. He spoke of the theft of a royal treasure when Karnon was consumed by flames. I'd never heard of it, but judging by these guys' reactions, it seemed like it was pretty important. I would investigate it later.
«Ahora touches you, Crescent».
Finally it was Crescent Moon's turn. Since he kept his words to himself in silence and showed a contradictory appearance to the usual one, he was eager to know what kind of information he would spit out. But actually listening to it, there was nothing special.
«The fairies have decided to replace the next pureblood with another person due to circumstances within the tribe. They are currently looking for a suitable candidate».
Since this was the internal situation of one of the six races, it would help identify the state of things, but it was ordinary information that ended there. However, he couldn't take his eyes off Crescent Moon. That was because he was staring at me.
«Next time, I'll bring something more entertaining». It meant that he might not have anything useful this time, but it was an expression of intention not to give up the Renaissance Stone.
It wasn't bad. Actually, this information wasn't that bad for me.
But if they're selecting a new pureblood candidate, can Erwen take it? If she can eat that, it will be epic.
As I organized my thoughts, I could feel everyone's eyes on me. Oh, now it was my turn. Instead of the few pieces I had prepared, I took out something else. «If you use the Revive Stone, you can revive up to two people».
So, keep working hard.
The Renaissance Stone was an object considered only a legend until I mentioned it, but it had now become a reality. Naturally, the information about this object was valuable. However, I considered that members who were not desperate to obtain the Renaissance Stone would find this unsatisfactory, as it was not information related to how to acquire it. It was just piecemeal information that said it could save two people. Furthermore, it was already the third time I had used this theme.
However, members did not express their discontent. It wasn't the right environment for it.
«Two people... I see...» Crescent Moon, who seemed to have lost someone important not long ago, murmured without understanding my words. There was great longing in his voice. There was a moment of silence.
«Wow, Mr. Crescent, you just missed an opportunity today». Clown regretted that I had wasted my turn with the Renaissance Stone and suggested that we move on to the next round.
«I don't have anything else prepared, so I'll end up here. If it weren't for León, you wouldn't have come either». Crescent Moon did not even look at Clown and asked the members for understanding before leaving the Round Table.
Duende did the same. «Hey, I've solved all my curiosity so... I don't have anything to use either, so I'm leaving».
Once even Goblin left, Antlers also felt it was heavy to continue with the four of us and opted to leave. Admittedly, the meeting was a bit tough starting with four people. Excluding the speaker, it could only be passed with information that two or three people were unaware of, but the amount of information that could be obtained by providing data was small.
«So what's up with this? The three of us».
«No, I care».
Clown and Reina agreed to continue. Ultimately, the choice was up to me.
There will probably be valuable information if it is these three...
It made me greedy, but I decided not to exaggerate. If he wasn't careful, they might discover that it was actually an empty can. So the meeting ended like this in the first round. «If there was something interesting, it would have already come out». Continuing with the concept of Leon and speaking arrogantly, I turned around and returned to Hansu Lee's room.
After spending some time looking at the stalls, it was time to close and I returned to my original body.
«Oh, right. This is not my house». I was in a room at a District 7 inn obtained with Kharon's face and name. As soon as I opened my eyes, the worries I had put aside for a while came flooding back into me.
I wonder if Kharon will be okay.
Kharon was my alibi. If the GM had really aimed for today, he would probably be watching Kharon from afar to see if he was a player.
Free.
I wanted to see how everything ended quickly, but if I headed to where Kharon was now, there was a chance that everything would go wrong. So I armed myself with patience and endured it.
The morning after the night I spent almost with my eyes open, as promised, I met Kharon again in the holy land.
«¡Bjorn!»
Since the duration of the appearance change was thirty days, we put the mask back on to be ourselves again.
«Hehehe, seeing the dark circles, I guess you had a great night».
Oh sure. That was my excuse. «...Thanks to you.»
I overlooked that and questioned Kharon about everything that had happened yesterday, judging that there couldn't be something I didn't remember later. To be honest, I was curious. Even if I entrusted it to him, I was the one who imagined all kinds of things in the middle of the night.
«Oh, you mean yesterday?»
I wonder what could have happened.