My Glasses Will Be Able to Conquer the Whole World, I Suppose.

Not the man I was earlier, but I couldn't move either.

Granny's gray eyes are looking at me one by one.

Like a frog stared at by a snake, I am even forgotten and seen.

But I can't move because I'm lost in choice.

Thoughts to get through this scene have circled, and - we have arrived.

... right.

Did Solitica expect this to happen and leave us that word?

- You're free to kill me, right?

In my case, it's for "mouth sealing," but I guess there are other cases where we get to "kill" in various streams.

Of course, I'm not gonna do it.

I just figured it out.

Then maybe I can.

If I killed her, there would be plenty of enemies, including a lady and a big man.

If that happens, we'll get stuck in the mud. And I'm sure I won't get out until I'm dead. No, you might not get out of it if you die. It could affect my village and my sister, too.

If you can, now I just stuck one foot in the swamp.

There must be a way to get out of this swamp safely.

"... Hmm? This is quite... Hmm."

Granny's grey eyes turned to the old lady.

"Seville, next time your pets are a little different in colour."

"Right?

"He's an interesting kid. - If you do, just take it off. I want to talk to you alone."

That's why we're alone.

A lady and a big man, a young man with a sinister voice, left only me and my old lady in the office.

"Kid."

The old lady gets up from her desk and comes this way.... That's small. Smaller than me.

"You just thought you'd kill me, didn't you?

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"Did you 'see' that too? Or did you even feel murderous? I'm not trying to kill you."

"Hehe. Ha. That he's an interesting kid."

Even a delightfully laughing old lady recommends a table that would be for customer service on the side, and sits across the street from her.

"Because I've been poised to kill hundreds, thousands, maybe tens of thousands. Hey. I'm particularly sensitive to the emotions in that hand.

- I'm relieved, I didn't feel anything. I've saved lives many times, it's just my instinct. "

Intuition... not reason. Talent. Good. That's what I want, too.

"It's a big deal. I didn't show one upset in that situation. You're a real assassin."

No, I'm just not on the table, I was upset enough.

And I'm a hunter, not an assassin.

"Are you sure you want to be alone? If I were an assassin, I might kill you."

"If you're willing to kill me, you don't need to get in directly from the front. I don't even need to expose my face. More importantly, if you're here for the assassination, I'm already dead.

I live now.

That's proof you didn't come to take my life. "

Well, yeah.

If you're going to kill me, you've already done it, haven't you?

It's just the two of us.

"But if I set you up, something's gonna happen, right? I don't think he paid for it because he believed I wouldn't attack him."

"Of course I do. A lot."

... but I don't want to teach you that.

"If it is, try it with your life at stake."

"Don't hesitate"

Because I have no reason to.

I'd like to know what happens if I set you up.

"So? What are you doing here?

"You have a prediction, don't you? Securing clothing and accommodation until you find the Bryn Tower. I just happened to be recommended to be here."

And I came so far in a mild way that I made a big mistake of being "discerned" by "material".

Not at all.

Whatever can get away with it at any time.

I don't remember being alarmed, but I was licking it honestly.

Previous baptisms were not baptisms.

For me, the baptism of a lawless country is the "discernment" of my grandmother, who just took place here.

"If that's the case, we're quick to talk."

I guess.

But I guess I'll say no. Once.

Because my grandmother's proud face is crippled.

"I'll teach you about Bryn's Tower, so do yourself a favor.... What do you say?

A flash of agitation runs on the winning face.

Now let me make you laugh.

"You don't have to tell me anything else.

Maybe a friendly ruler other than you (...) will reach out to you.

It doesn't have to be, but I think I can find it myself. "

"That's a tough one."

"Really? I've already told you about the Bryn Tower, the tip itself."

And I still remember the words of Solitica here.

Why did she add challenges to me?

Did you think you would soon find the tower of Bryn?

Speaking in the first place, I could have known at this point the meaning of this challenge of "looking for the Tower of Brine".

The "glasses" thing is "spotted," but even I'm picking up the information properly.

This dialogue was not in vain, nor is it unilateral.

…………

Well, you know, the quality of the information, compared to the weight of that, is my complete defeat... it's a catastrophic defeat.

Because the information on "my glasses" is much heavier than the information on the towers of Brine.

"... I see"

The old lady grinned bitterly at the sigh mix and leaned against the back of the chair.

"The next kid is a pain in the ass. Most of the students" saw through "the" material, "and they broke right away."

I guess.

"Maternity" is a good place for your wife.

Normally, at the "spotted" point, the loss is confirmed.

Because if you know the hidden balls, you can handle as much as you want.

Even I don't leak into that example.

Because if they seal the underlying "physical summons," even if they are not even known for the "nature of the glasses," they will be unable to do anything about the "glasses" relationship.

"Because you're not stupid."

"Ah?"

When I "spotted out" earlier, she said "physical summons," which is a pedigree, not a "material" name in itself.

That word is a sure reminder to me that I "spotted" it, but at the same time it's probably a fabric stone to use as a weapon of negotiation.

"I won't divulge myself if I promise. You didn't mention the name of 'Materiality' itself earlier on in that evidence".

"I have to listen to what I have to say. I'll tear up 'material', what a worst negotiation I'll ever have, and I won't divulge it, even if the negotiations break down here. Isn't it?

I know that, so I'm telling the truth, too. For once, I'm willing to show my sincerity. "

It is good to bring the "information obtained through discernment" of this hand to the negotiating material, but it is not possible to negotiate "without divulging or divulging the discerned information".

I guess the old lady often negotiates with this and takes the story in her favor.

In other words, there is a promise of a big premise: "It's up to you to negotiate, you don't divulge information", so you can negotiate.

If even once exceptionally "rose the material" and others, all the trust accumulated so far would shake.

Well, to put it very plainly, it means that all the "discerning people" my grandmother has ever "turned to her enemies at once.

You sealed your mouth before "your own qualities" fell apart. I don't mind pushing.

- My master said so. The guy who easily pokes people in pain or looks underfoot and negotiates, when he easily betrays them on top of the stupid.

I'm just saying that my old lady isn't.

"... Kid"

Granny, like earlier, looks at me with a sharp eye.

"Be kept by me for a while. I don't make it bad. Consider treatment as well. I'll give you anything you can get, even a woman."

"Don't you want me to go that far?

"- That's right. If someone else keeps it, it will be a definite threat. If you don't like it, I'll finish it here."

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"Okay. I'll be here for a while."

"... Huh?

Huh? Why are you being distracted?

"Was that a dissatisfied reply?

"No... I didn't think I'd snort with that threat..."

Oh, you clapped it out because you were in shape and you snorted lightly. No, it's not threatening at all.

"Like I said, you just wanted clothes and shelter. If you'll take care of me, I don't know if I need any more."

Besides, getting to this old lady feels convenient to me.

Well, but it's me.

- This time, if anything happens, I'm going to get away with it. I will definitely get away with it.