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154 – Hassan and the Thief with the A-Hip Head #5
I had a vague idea that something was not normal when I started jumping around on other people’s roofs, but it seemed like this sand girl Dorothea was also suffering from one of the unique neuroses that people in this world have.
“Now it’s up to you! If it’s you, you can defeat those eight and steal the leader’s seat!”
I don’t know what he’s talking about, but it’s pretty scary when he’s waving his arms back and forth while talking about killing and stealing people.
“Who’s there!”
At that moment, the guard, who had been half-asleep and standing guard until just a moment ago, began to walk toward us, perhaps because he had been alerted by the shouting in the alley.
“….Ugh, this isn’t a good place. Let’s go to my hideout! Let’s go there and I’ll tell you in detail! It’s a place that no one is allowed to enter, but there’s nothing I can do about it. There’s no place as secretive as that.”
Thump, thump, thump, thump.
Dorthea again began to climb the wall at an incredible speed. Soon she was completely on the roof. I followed her and climbed up onto the roof, avoiding the guards’ eyes.
The first time I climbed up onto the roof, it was a bit unfamiliar and difficult, but the second time I climbed up onto the roof, it wasn’t that uncomfortable.
I used to climb mountains a lot to catch herbs and snakes, and I guess my dexterity and strength combined to make me good at climbing.
“That’s strange. I heard a sound. Did I dream it?”
The guard questioned us by shining his flashlight here and there around the place we were. After he disappeared after looking around for a while, we were able to move to the rooftop.
The place I ended up visiting was surprisingly close to Luna’s house, a street of warehouses and barns. Thinking about the things I did with Hippolyte around here, blood rushed to my face and lower body.
As night falls, I begin to miss the skin of a woman. If I had never known its taste from the beginning, I wouldn’t have noticed, but once I know it, I can’t stop being drawn to it.
As I was thinking about that, Dorthea handed me a small piece of cloth. I was startled and snapped out of my thoughts.
“What is this?”
“Cover your eyes with this.”
“Oh, well then.” You really are asking for such a strange thing.
So I took the cloth from her palm. At that moment, when our hands lightly touched each other, the words Deering came to mind.
『Name: Fatima lv. 14
Condition: Hay fever Back pain Dry skin
Oh. These are clean status items without a single question mark. Is it because they are lower level than me that there are no question marks?
Still, if you are around level 14, you can be considered a high level person among the people of this world.
At this level, it would be possible to make a living as a bronze tier adventurer even without stealing. But the name written on the card is Fatima. Was Dorthea an alias?
The status entry has never lied, so perhaps Fatima is her real name, and Dorthea is some sort of code name she uses when she’s a thief or a dancer.
I thought it was named Dor-ro along with Dorgo, but I guess not. So does Dorgo have another name?
Well, I’m not Hassan, I’m Hassan. It’s not that rare to use a pseudonym, so it’s not strange.
“What are you looking at?”
“No, it’s nothing.”
Swish swish.
I covered Dorthea’s eyes with the cloth the woman gave me.
“…What are you doing now?”
“Please cover your eyes.”
“Not my eyes, but yours! After all, I don’t want to reveal the exact location of my hideout, so I asked you to cover your eyes.”
“Oh, I’m going crazy again.”
Because blindfolded SM was a major wall among minor acts, I thought this guy was just talking about his sinister desire to have his eyes covered.
“You should have said that earlier.”
After roughly blindfolding her, he grabbed her wrist and led her back and forth between the warehouses.
Just having my eyes covered made me feel a little uneasy and scared, as if something was going to trip my leg or hit my face.
I wonder what kind of world people without eyesight live in. I feel sorry for them, but also a little respect for them.
You should be thankful that you have two eyes.
Towering.
The steps stop at that moment.
Clunk, clunk.
There was a loud jangling sound of a lock or some other kind of locking mechanism. Soon, Dorthea led me into a cool space.
Hururuk.
The sound of a fire crackling could be heard faintly, and Dorthea spoke.
“You can let go now.”
So I was able to unwrap the cloth around my face. Soon, a small hut with a small lantern burning inside was revealed. And inside, it was filled with
These were statues that were being filled.
The materials of the statues varied from wood to iron and marble, and the sculptures also came in various shapes and sizes, such as cows and birds.
“and-.”
When I see the sight of them all gathered together illuminated by the lanterns, I am amazed and my mouth falls open in amazement.
“Isn’t it cool? These are the collectibles I’ve been collecting for two years.”
“Did you steal everything?”
“Of course. I stole them all. Every single one!”
The woman straightened her chest and shoulders as if it were some great feat.
I don’t know if she’s proud of saying that she stole something. It seems like our way of thinking is different from the beginning. She’s like a bad thief.
I wondered for a moment if I could report this guy and get a reward.
Rather than just putting this one guy in, I think it would be better to take the opportunity to take out all the members of the Thieves’ Guild who are connected in a row.
The nine heads of the Hydra that continue to regenerate.
It’s about cutting everything off at once.
“This is a statue stolen from 4th Street on North Street. That is a wooden statue stolen from Baron Street on Dongmun Street. This is also….”
But this foolish sand girl dancer, whether she knew about my sinister intentions or not, began to proudly explain where and what she had stolen.
I feel it again that people in this world like to brag about this and that at every opportunity.
If you have nothing to brag about, you end up bragging about how much you have suffered and how painful your life is.
Of course, I had no intention of joining in on such a weird bragging session. If I talk any longer, I might be suspected. It would be best to just get the information I need and go home to Luna.
So, I decided to sneakily compliment the guy’s loot and try my luck.
“This is truly a wonderful loot. It’s like Pluto’s treasure trove. So, so I’m just asking.”
“Ask me?”
Swish.
Sandgirl Dorte A, who was listening to what I was saying while I was talking. I asked casually as if the conversation was just going by.
“You said that all the executives will gather tomorrow to do something big. Where are they going to gather? Can I ask if you’re going to steal the ball?”
Swish.
Dorthea had been talking about statues she had no interest in until just now. When I asked her a question, she shut her mouth and looked around.
She moved her head busily as if trying to look between the planks of the wooden shed and around it. Only after confirming that there was no sign of anyone moving around did she open her mouth quietly.
“Tomorrow we will steal this city’s hope.”
“Is this the city’s hope?”
You’re stealing something so abstract.
I was kind of hoping they’d steal something like the city’s important treasury, or maybe a huge gold statue.
The story was so vague that I couldn’t help but frown.
“What on earth is that?”
“The city’s hope. The defender of humanity and the Middle World. If that’s the case, there can only be one. We have decided to raid and take down one gold tier adventurer.”
“What the heck, is that real!? You’re raiding and taking down the Gold Tier?”
“Shh, be loud!”
I was really surprised by the amazing story. Raiding a gold tier adventurer. Indeed, I understood what it meant to steal hope.
In this harsh world where monsters and cultists run rampant, if there’s one reason people can stretch out and sleep, it’s the military.
We also cannot leave out the existence of gold tier adventurers who are called heroes.
– The cultists have appeared!
Gold tier adventurers will take care of it.
– A monster has attacked the city!
The Gold Tier adventurers will take care of it.
This is how it feels. Right now, I too am relying heavily on Hiplite for the Thieves Guild subjugation that will be taking place tomorrow.
“goal
If you are De Tier, is it Hippolyte or Actaeon?”
Currently, there are two Gold Tier adventurers in Sodomora.
If we raid, it’ll be one of two things.
But Dorthea shakes her head at my question.
“We don’t know that either. The 8th generation leader knows how to execute the plan. We just follow orders. That’s the rule…”
“But is that even possible? Defeating a gold tier adventurer?”
“A head-on confrontation would be difficult. However, it seems that the leader has a plan and a strategy. Still, it would be difficult. We might all die, and this is not something the Thieves Guild does.”
I thought I understood why this sandgirl thief Dorthea wanted me to take down their leader.
Whether successful or not, attacking a Gold Tier adventurer would be a sacrificial operation. Unless you’re quite clever, no one would agree to such a plan.
“Tomorrow, at seven o’clock in the evening, come to the place written here. Then, with the consent of the three guild leaders, we will elect you as our new leader.”
“hmm-.”
“Then you will compete with the current 8th leader and rightfully steal his place. If you win the duel, you will become the King of Thieves who rules over the underground of Sodomora.”
The king of thieves?
Hassan, the king of thieves.
I thought over the name carefully.
It seems really cool, but in the end, he’s the leader of the Sval, the criminals. That kind of existence is scary because it’s so miserable.
* * *
“Can I open my eyes now?”
….
I asked a question, but there was no answer for a long time. I didn’t even feel any movement, so when I removed the blindfold, Dorthea, an officer of the Thieves’ Guild, was nowhere to be seen.
When did you go?
He’s really good at killing noises, like a cat. He even has bulges on his paws.
Anyway, since Luna’s cabin was nearby when I opened my eyes, I decided to go back to the house where Luna was waiting for me without further delay.
Did you say you were going to make a leap with Paranoy? I guess it’s okay to go in now.
But in Luna’s cabin, after the lights went out, there was no sign of life.
I was worried that something was wrong, but when I went in, I saw Luna and Paranoy sleeping on the second floor, covered with the same blanket.
It’s quite a sight to see little girls curled up and sleeping towards each other.
“Oh, candy…. it’s delicious…”
It’s so late, he’s probably not waiting for me and is just asleep.
So I just slept on the first floor.
I feel like I’ll be busy and exhausted tomorrow, so I want to get some good sleep, but I’m sleeping really soundly.
Knock, knock knock knock.
I felt someone shaking my body. It felt like someone was tapping my chest with their hand.
What is it?
I opened my eyes slightly because of the sense of foreboding, and there were scarlet eyes looking down at me from the darkness.
“Hassan! Hassan! Please wake up..!” |
The sight of it quietly but clearly waking me up made me flash back to my night shift in the military. How horrible.
“What is it, what is it?”
“Oh, it’s really urgent… Oh, something big has happened….”
“What is it? What’s the big deal?”
I just woke up, so I grabbed hold of something dazed and opened my eyes, getting up. I thought there was a fire, but it didn’t seem to be that way.
“Why did you wake me up?”
“I tried to wake up Luna, but no matter how much I shook her, she wouldn’t wake up, so I had no choice but to wake Hassan….”
“Ah, Luna doesn’t know if you pick her up once she falls asleep. So what’s going on?”
“That, uh, bathroom…..”
“what?”
“I need to go to the bathroom… I’ve been holding it in since earlier. I need to go so badly, I’m in big trouble…”
“No, bitter.”
I didn’t understand what I was hearing.
“Then you can just go and come back.”
“I, I want to do that, but it’s so dark outside, I’m scared…”
“ah.”
This little nymph of the ditch seemed to be afraid of going out alone in an unfamiliar place. That could be so. A girl with a soft and sensitive mind could be like that. She’s cute, too.
But isn’t that something that Sval can’t do?
This guy was a cultist who worshipped Pluto, the god of the dark underworld. How could such a cult be afraid of the dark?
It was like a fashion social thing.
“Hey, can you come with me….”
Paranoia twists his body as if he’s in a real hurry. And then he grabs my arm so tightly that it looks really dangerous.
“Heehee, huh…..”
If this keeps up, I’ll end up on the floor here. I’ve been cleaning the cabin, so something really terrible will happen.
“Okay, okay. Let’s go.”
Oh, I don’t know what I’m doing at this damn night. It reminds me of my younger sister in elementary school, who was scared by a horror movie a long time ago.
My little sister had a pretty cute side back then, though she was like a Tyrannosaurus since she was in high school.
Anyway, I headed to the bathroom outside. If you call it a bathroom, it’s just a hastily made storage room.
Since there were some pretty dirty corners, Luna went back to where she was and even rented a bathroom in a bakery with an oven to use.
But it was already dawn, so it didn’t seem like the bakery would be open, and I didn’t have the confidence to drag my sleepy body around to find a clean place. So I just shoved the small nymph inside and yawned.
“Ugh, hurry up and fight.”
“Huh, huh, huh…..”
Come to think of it, this guy strangely gets involved in things like this.
“…I, uh, Hassan.”
Then a voice was heard from inside the barn.
“Hassan, are you outside, outside? Hassan! Hassan!!!”
“No, why again.”
“It’s so dark and pitch black it’s scary…”
“I’m outside, so you can just finish it quickly.”
“Nymphs, you have to be careful all the time…. They won’t do anything unless it’s a safe place….”
At the words of the ditch nymph, I thought of the nymphs who might have been attacked while I was doing my business.
When eating, when sleeping, and when doing things.
These three are usually the moments when people are most relaxed, so they are perfect for targeting. Even nymphs live tiring lives.
“Mr. Hassan..”
“Why again, are you finished?”
“…By any chance, this is really embarrassing, but could you hold onto my leg for a bit…. Uh, it feels like someone might pop out from underneath…!”
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