The orcs say they're mercenaries, but that's just what they say.
Jared and Caroline had been in this world for quite some time, not to mention the fact that they had run into a real mercenary group right after they arrived. In terms of internal organization, Jared didn't think there was any real difference between mercenaries and his own little group. But these people who called themselves mercenaries were completely different.
(The Soul of the Beast mercenary group ... is supposed to be real...)
"Sure, or these guys wouldn't be so quick to say it. But it's like I can tell them my name is Kendra, it doesn't really mean anything. After all, we don't know if there are really any of these guys in the Soul of the Beast mercenary group." Jared took a sip of his tea, the night air seemed to be cooling down a bit, and luckily the moon was still bright.
"Unconscionable up and down relationship, no order of magnitude, coupled with such a cowardly attitude ... I do not think this should be mercenary should have."
Though the group had put on a good show, it was clear that they had failed. The most obvious mistake was that the orc man named Yuri, although nominally the leader of the whole group, was unable to maintain the proper authority. Mercenaries are an organization where the strongest are respected, and if a person is able to become a leader, then either they have superior intelligence, or they have great strength. It's hard to say what Yuri's strength is, but it's clear that his leadership skills are questionable.
In fact, what aroused Jared's suspicion was only the words that Yuri had said when he introduced himself earlier: "You can ask around, our Beast Souls Mercenary Group has a very good reputation." These words, which seemed to be Yuri's attempt to prove his innocence, became the most important reason for Jared's suspicion. A mercenary group with a "very good reputation" would mean that they at least had excellent social skills, considerable strength and credibility in human society. But Yuri, who met for the first time, did not leave such an impression on Jared and Caroline at all. There were only two explanations for this: either the people of this world had an IQ of less than 30, or this group of people were lying.
The first is, of course, hypothetical.
That burly man looking for Caroline and his own trouble is not a big deal, as early as in the desert, Kufis mercenary corps, there are some people to see him such a white boy upset, but this kind of straight nature of the people straight to the straight and finished. But the most important thing is that they will never lose face with their leader. They can be sarcastic about Jared in private, but they will never accuse or trouble them in public. That's the rule. There are no rules. The authority of the leader is absolute, a mercenary group that has been established so far, and has gained a "good reputation" in the human society, would there be a guy who doesn't even care about the leader, and intentionally picks on them?
"It's late, go to bed."
Jared gestured at Caroline, then casually tried to pick up something, but quickly gave up.
(What's going on?)
"... Nothing, I want to here to enjoy the scenery for a while, you go to rest."
（Okay, sweet dreams.)
Caroline didn't suspect anything, but quietly stood up and smiled at Jared, then walked back into the castle with her violin case, while Jared sat in his chair until after Caroline had entered his room, when he frowned and used his right hand to make the gesture he'd wanted to make a few moments earlier - picking up the cup.
But Jared didn't make it.
His right hand was holding the teacup, shaking it wildly, as if it wasn't a part of Jared's body, but another separate life form. Jared was staring at his right hand without expression, he didn't tell Caroline what was happening to him. Although Caroline had no reservations about him, Jared clearly did not.
The loading pattern of the structural armament, the backlash is not just that simple.
When a large amount of magic is forced into the physical body, the result is that the nerves are completely disrupted, damaged, or even confused.
"Phew ..."
Jared took a deep breath of cool air, then closed his eyes.
"... block lifted,nerve build reopened ..."
An almost unspeakable pain swept over Jared's arm in an instant, stimulating his nerves and will. Although the brain remodeling could modify the internal parts of the brain at will, the disadvantage was that only one function could be used at the same time, if he wanted to use accelerated thinking, then the rest of the functions could not be used again, so at present Jared had to stop shielding the pain nerve in order to re-adjust the neurological structure of his right hand.
Jared just sat on the chair, his left hand tightly pressed the right hand that was constantly and madly trembling, while his right hand was swinging from side to side as if trying to break free from Jared's body, and then, its movements slowly began to become soothing and smooth. Eventually, when Jared opened his eyes in a sweaty state, his right hand had stopped swinging wildly.
After attempting to stretch, flex his fingers, and correct for the last fraction of a second of neural error, Jared let go and reactivated the pain shield.
And when he opened his eyes, he was surprised to find someone who wasn't supposed to be here.
Kelly stood in the doorway, staring blankly at Jared.
"What are you doing here?"
Jared immediately sank to his knees and whispered.
"I just wanted ... to come out at night, but then I saw your hand ... Woo!!!"
Before Kelly could finish her sentence, Jared, who had been sitting in the chair, had rushed over and covered her mouth, and then he carefully felt the tectonic style of Caroline's room, and luckily, it looked like she was already asleep.
"My hand is fine, you have this spare time to walk, why don't you think more about the use of the Spirit of Magic, didn't you say that you want to completely master it before reporting this surprise to the academy president?"
"There's always rest. Am I supposed to stay in my hole all day like a rat?"
Kelly broke free of Jared's grasp, then took a few steps backward, whispering with a reddened face.
"Speaking of which, what the hell happened to your hand? I never knew that. ..."
"You don't need to know, it's just a little thing, I can take care of it myself."
"Doesn't ... Ms. Caroline know?"
"There's no need to tell her, so keep your mouth shut."
Perhaps realizing that Jared's tone was a bit cold, Kelly raised her eyebrows and was about to retort, but was not able to say anything. The atmosphere became a little awkward, Jared stared at Kelly, while Kelly hesitated for a moment, then took out a letter.
"And I've come to tell you something important."
She stared at Jared, word for word.
"I have just received word from the Lord of Cthulhu that my father, as well as the royal family and some members of the royal family, are ready to come here in person, departing on the same day. I think that we must make preparations."
"Moving that fast?"
Jared took the letter from Kelly with some surprise, but found that it was not opened, and he swept a puzzled glance at Kelly, who was unmoved.
"The information I have received is nothing more than a message from Miss Wendy, which was directed to you, and which I have no authority to see."
Jared didn't say anything else, but immediately tore the seal and took out the letter inside. In the letter, the Lord of the Heavens told Jared in detail what had happened in the City of Lilies since then. Vito, using the "pain of losing his daughter" as a shield, had joined forces with some of his close friends in the royal family to fight against the Academy Council, and the royal family themselves, who were also involved, were not spared either. They criticized the Academy Council's hasty action, and at the same time reiterated Kylie's importance to the empire, and "accidentally" forgot about the existence of the other two trainee praetors. Vito's stance was to demand that the Academy Council take full responsibility, but to be vague about how it would behave.
This obviously makes the academy president to a certain extent believe in Jared's judgment, at present the academy council due to this matter was forced to put the bottom posture, although the death of a magician, from the surface is not a big deal, but Kelly after all, the identity of the special, coupled with the San Marino empire in the military strength of more than half of the class from the magician, if not able to deal with this matter, then the next on the Empire If this matter is not handled properly, then the next impact on the empire could be quite bad. Moreover, some inexplicable rumors seem to be spreading too fast, all of which made the Lord of the Heavens extremely vigilant.
What's most suspicious is that Vito went to the Convocation with a desperate demand-for-an-account look, which, although it was said to be a lack of protection, implied very clearly that the Feds were responsible for Carrie's murder. Under the circumstances, it's hardly wise to take it out on the Convocation instead of going after the mastermind. If Vidocq had any sense of duty to his country, he shouldn't have come after the Convocation.
It was obvious that Vidocq was planning something.