I have been dreaming about Ferrinold lately.

From the beginning to the end, I didn't want to believe that Felinold was a criminal who colluded with the demons.

How did a guy who once emphasized to me that life was precious go astray?

absurd......

I'm not sure if I have feelings like nostalgia for acquaintances who have passed away.

It is true that I often feel sad when I learn that they have passed away, but since then, whenever they appear in my dreams and look at their faces, I can't speak or even speak.

Meet their gaze.

Why am I afraid of the people I miss? Do I really miss them?

Maybe it's because of guilt.

I was supposed to be responsible for Ferrinold's death, but I didn't know what to do, and I didn't know how to completely get rid of the guilt, so I became more and more guilty, and fell into an endless loop.

Not to mention Raya, Paper Crane and Weig Town.

So, in order to get a good night's sleep, I need to do my best to prevent more people from dying because of me.

Including snow.

Although she was indeed bound to die, I promised her that I would definitely save her.

This is not a big talk, so I have to take action quickly.

Alas, who prevents me from getting rid of my nosy habit...

...

The night before the public negotiations, I suddenly realized:

I have lost contact with Snow for a long time.

Ever since she left Woolworth, I had the illusion that she had nothing to do with me, and the reason was very simple - she left without saying goodbye, and did not convey any more information to me, as if she had simply disappeared.

It's so heartless.

However, the more heartless a person is, the more guilty they are.

Perhaps as long as I can find the most vulnerable part of Xue's heart, I can truly convince her and let her be saved by me without any complaints.

...what a conceited thought.

I took off my one-eyed patch, drank the sleeping pills given to me by the special inspector, then lay down on the bed and fell into a deep sleep.

...

After waking up, I felt refreshed for a long time.

"I healed your injury."

The special inspector appeared in my room again.

I subconsciously moved my arms and legs - they were intact.

"What did you do?"

"Do you need me to repeat what I just said?"

"I obviously just slept..."

Still feeling unbelievable, I stared at my broken left arm.

"Ah, as for your eyes, there's nothing I can do about them."

"..."

"What? I can't do everything."

"Why do you want to help me?"

I couldn't accept this change for a while, and I was surprised but also a little annoyed.

"Don't get me wrong, I just want to reduce additional casualties."

The Special Ombudsman preached nonchalantly:

"The Earl's Mansion is heavily guarded. If you go there with an excessively mutilated body, I cannot guarantee your safety."

"..."

"It is no exaggeration to say that if it were really exposed, I would not even be able to protect myself."

"Then it's better not to be a burden like me."

"You are one of the witnesses."

"I'm too lazy to testify, let alone work for you."

I chose to reject her immediately.

Why is this guy so friendly to me?

It was obvious that she killed Felinold, but she kept me by her side and helped me heal...

Is she pitying me?

No, this is definitely a trap.

"I don't mind if you repay kindness with revenge, but then you won't be able to see that demon clan."

"When did you become my benefactor?"

I stared at her impatiently.

"Besides, what does this have to do with snow?"

"The person most likely to know the current whereabouts of that demon is the Lord of Fulvos."

"Well......"

"We are not the only ones who regard her as a bargaining chip. Since they have decided to use negotiations to solve the problem, they must be prepared and will not let go of any opportunity to increase their own advantages."

"you mean......"

"Why not just sit back and enjoy the fruits of your labor?"

"......Too."

Her unquestioning tone made me give in.

...

Currently, my identity is "Baron Mika Christiansen".

After passing numerous security checks, I finally entered the Earl's Mansion.

Not far away, people dispersed - the meeting was over.

Negotiations have not yet begun.

I deliberately lowered the brim of my hat to prevent my one-eyed patch from attracting too much attention.

"What's wrong with your eyes?"

As a result, this action actually caused a middle-aged man next to him to cast an unnecessarily enthusiastic look.

"Ah, I accidentally splashed lemon juice while eating, so I applied some ointment. I have to use an eye mask to protect it for the next few days..."

"Oh - that's really uncomfortable."

The middle-aged man shook his head as if he understood deeply.

"My name is Evelyn Harriman, and I am the commander-in-chief of the garrison of Ersidora. Who is your Excellency?"

"Mika Christiansen..."

"I have admired my name for a long time. You are Delaro's secretary, right? You are so young."

"You're welcome."

I was secretly glad that I didn't reveal my secret.

The special ombudsman probably gives us identities that are not easily aroused by others' suspicion. As long as we behave appropriately, we can smoothly approach the negotiation table step by step.

Seeing that no one paid attention to me, I looked around.

The gang came to Miss Beliner and another man, and they were identified as the commander of Ridpasi Military Camp and the staff officer of Lord Ridpa West respectively.

The special inspector walked in front without looking back, looking confident.

"...Did you bring it?"

"Um?"

I heard Miss Belle's voice.

Her face was pale and she seemed to be in a bad condition. The reason was that she and the gangster man drank a potion that could resist bloodline suppression for half a day - [Pingshengling].

As a banned drug that is difficult to find on the black market, Pingcheng Ling has many negative effects, but now, necessary sacrifices have to be made.
To be continued...