C111: Rain and City (1)
Chapter sponsored by momo. Thank you for your support.
After returning to the hideout, Alex immediately changed into his usual light clothes.
âSigh, this suit fits me the best.â
âAt least fasten the buttons properly in the front.â
Despite Rudgerâs comments, Alex was hanging on the sofa and didnât listen properly.
Rudger tried to say something but stopped. He knew that Alex was acting like that because he was so mentally exhausted.
Just in time, the door opened and the members arrived one by one. Of the executives of the secret organization only Belaruna was absent, and she was busy analyzing the werewolf drug Rudger had given her.
âEveryoneâs here so letâs start the meeting.â
Rudger, who confirmed all the people gathered, looked sideways at Alex.
âAlex.â
âAll right.â
Alex shook his head and explained what he had seen at the Kunst auction house and what was going on inside, in particular the structure of the internal underground storage room.
The other members listened to him with surprised expressions.
âThatâs all.â
âHmm. Is it structured like that?â
Hans stroked his chin and asked Alex.
âYou said they could see the inside from 6 spots?â
âYes, there were two artifacts in each vault.â
âIs the internal structure of the safe all the same?â
âAll three are of the same size. There is a difference in how the objects are placed, but I remember all of that.â
Rudger said.
âVioletta, do you know any architecture or interior design experts?â
âYes, you can ask Old Kids for that.â
âSeridan, how is the production of the items I ordered?â
âItâll be done in three days.â
âPlease do it as soon as possible.â
âI will. Besides, thereâs more than one thing to do now, arenât you rolling me too hard?â
Seridan pouted her lips and grunted.
In fact, she was busy making a shooting device that mimics the artifact tool and a portable communicator, as well as other items. Sheâs probably the busiest in this organization.
But what can we do? We need the items to be done in the shortest time possible.
âBut arenât you doing it because you like it?â
âThatâs true!â
Seridan couldnât bear to refute. No matter what anyone says, she enjoys the whole process. In fact, even now, her hands are itching because she wants to make things quickly.
âThe auction is held for a total of three days. The period is longer, especially as it is held in a grand manner and every day the items that are auctioned will be different.â
âWhen I checked the lists, what we were looking for was in safe number three, which holds the most important items. So itâs going to be auctioned on the third day.â
On the first day the items in safe number one will be auctioned, on the second day the items in safe two and so on.
âSince what we need will appear on the third day it would be appropriate to execute the operation on the second day.â
âLeader, why did you choose the second day?â
âThey will be the most vigilant on the first day since they must be alert in case anything happens. At that time, if we stand out even a little, we will be suspected immediately but if we pass the first day safely, theyâll be a little off guard from the next day, so thatâs the best time.â
âItâs certainly plausible.â
âIs it better like that?â
It was Violetta who opened her mouth.
âYou said a security officer was there? The Nightcrawler Knights of the Security Bureau have a reputation.â
âBut itâs only one person.â
Alex replied, but Violetta snorted lightly.
âHow can you be sure that there is only one? There may be more to come after that. And from hearing Mr. Alexâs story, it seems that heâs familiar with the security officer. Will that affect the operation?â
ââ¦â¦.â
Hans and Seridan nodded as if in agreement with Violettaâs words.
Alexâs role is to pretend to be someone elseâs, but things will go wrong if someone who knows his past will be there.
âItâs more surprising than that. I canât believe you know a knight from the Security Agency. What was your relationship?â
âWhat kind of relationship? Itâs nothing.â
âThey were lovers.â
It was Rudger who answered and Alex stared at Rudger with a stern look.
ââ¦â¦Leader.â
âItâs a lie that will soon be found out anyway. Pantos was there so whatâs the point of lying here?â
âYes.â
He couldnât refute him so Alex had no choice but to let out a sigh. He shook his head as if he had finally given up, raising both of his hands.
âWe met a while ago and were lovers for a short time. Thatâs it.â
Alexâs voice was so calm and heavy that they could not find his usual frivolity.
âDid you have an affair?â
ââ¦â¦Well, thatâs it.â
Alex smiled bitterly and did not deny Violettaâs words because she wasnât wrong.
âBut Iâm confident that Iâll definitely do my part. So donât worry.â
ââ¦â¦Well, just looking at the information you brought today seems to be enough. I donât doubt you. The leader seems to think so too.â
Violetta didnât push Alex any further since Rudger, the leader of the organization, didnât say anything.
At that time, Arpa, who had been quietly listening to them talk, raised his hand and asked a question.
âThen, will the operation proceed as it is?â
âYes, thereâs a security officer, but thereâs only one. Itâs still part of my prediction.â
âSo thereâs nothing wrong with that, is there?â
âYeah, itâll be alright as long as no more annoying people show up.â
Rudger stared out the window. Dark clouds were gathering in the sky, and even in broad daylight, a light shadow was cast on the city.
Seeing the sky making a loud noise as if it had a stomach upset, it felt like it was going to rain heavily soon.
Is it a dark cloud from the north?
Thatâs unlucky.
âAs long as there are no annoying people.â
* * *
At a railway station in Leathervelk the citizens moved hastily as they had a hunch that heavy rain would soon fall from the dark clouds.
The entrance to the train station, which would normally have been crowded, was quiet as if a war had broken out. At that moment, the cheerful sound of footsteps echoed in contrast to the desolate place.
âFinally, weâre here!â
The woman, wearing a short beige trench coat that was refined to make it easier to work, looked back with a bold smile.
âAssistant, itâs going to rain soon. If you are too late, youâll end up like a wet mouse.â
âWait a minute Casey! Donât go on your own like that! I have a lot of luggage.â
It was a girl of a smaller build than a woman named Casey who came out protesting. She had blonde short hair and her age seemed to be between a teenager and an adult.
Looking as if she had a doll-like perfect figure, she had a large lump of luggage on her back and under her arms that were three times her size.
âWhy are you telling me not to be late if you leave all this stuff to me?â
âItâs because youâre strong. Isnât it natural for a more capable person to carry the heavier things? Itâs an efficient distribution of work.â
âItâs sophistry! Weâre traveling in the first place, so whatâs the point of packing so much? Most of them are useless!â
âTheyâre not useless, theyâre tools to relieve my burning inspiration.â
At that moment, some of the bags held by the blonde girl leaned sideways and the contents inside spilled on the ground.
It was a myriad of paper sheets.
âAh! Seriously! What is this? I canât believe that newspapers and incident materials that you have collected from all over the continent for the past five years are piled up in my bag. Did you know that these alone are heavier than 30 books? Do I have to carry these with me?â
âI need everything. So, Betty, arenât you going to move fast?â
The girl called Betty twisted her face.
âWhy?â
âBecause itâs going to rain soon.â
Itâs raining? Thatâs definitely not a good thing.
Betty didnât like being in the rain. It had to do with her birth, and she couldnât help it.
âWhen is it coming?â
âHmm. The sky is dark, itâs a little bit windy and the humidity right now is about fiveâ¦â¦?â
âFive minutes? Itâs not too late yet!â
â4, 3, 2, 1.â
At the end of her count a raindrop fell from the sky to the top of Bettyâs head.
âAhâ¦?â
Bettyâs face turned pale. Her eyes turned to the sky from where raindrops fell one by one through the cracks in the dark clouds.
âArgh! Casey! Itâs raining! Itâs raining!â
âI know.â
âIâm not saying I know, I mean we should avoid it! Oops! The paper on the floor is going to get wet!â
Seeing Betty screaming at her, Casey unfolded the black umbrella she had prepared beforehand.
âWhen did you bring your umbrella? What about mine?â
âI only have mine.â
âWhat?! Now, wait a minute! I canât get rained on! You know how delicate I am!â
Seeing Betty who became desperate and contemplative, Casey grinned, revealing her little teeth.
âJust kidding.â
The moment she said that, Caseyâs magic was manifested. The rain falling from the sky flew down as if blocked by an invisible membrane and surprisingly, even the paper spilled on the ground didnât get wet.
The raindrops, which had been falling from the sky, couldnât touch Betty and Casey.
Betty, who was in tears, stared at Casey.
âReally. If you were going to do this, you shouldâve done it earlier!â
Despite Bettyâs annoyance, Casey just laughed as if she was funny. If a third person saw this scene, even someone who had some deep knowledge of magic, he would have been shocked.
Casey didnât create water using magic, but was interfering with the raindrops falling from the sky with magic. It was only one attribute, but only a wizard who reached the extreme of that attribute could do it.
She is a talented person who can interfere with water existing in nature beyond making water in the air and her name is Casey Selmore. She is also the owner of the title âWater Colour,â a title that can only be obtained by the best existing wizards.
Although she is a wizard, she is an eccentric adventurer who wanders the world. She is the granddaughter of Serocion Selmore, a very famous detective in the past and lastly a genius private detective who knocked down the infamous Professor James Moriarty in the Kingdom of Delica.
And now she came to Leathervelk.
âKathy, what the hell did you come to Leathervelk for?â
Betty, who was curiously watching the falling raindrops move away from her, suddenly asked, unable to resist her curiosity.
She was picking up the materials she had spilled and putting them back in the case and Casey, who was leading the way, said, kicking a pool of water on the floor with her leather boots.
âIt smells like an incident here.â
âWhatâs the smell of the incidentâ¦â¦?â
âBetty, you know what? I heard that there have been many recent incidents in this city called Leathervelk. One of the prime examples is the werewolf attack.â
âBecause of a werewolf? But the appearance of a cryptid is not a problem, right?â
âItâs not an ordinary cryptid.â
âWhat do you mean?â
Instead of answering the questions,
âAndâ¦â¦The last traces are pointing this way.â
âWhose traces?â
âJames Moriarty.â
Betty asked again if she had heard something wrong.
âWho?â
âJames, Moriarty.â
âSo, who?â
âJames Moriarty!â
âWhy are you screaming? It was said that James Moriarty was caught, no killed by Casey.â
âDo you still believe that crap?â
âI donât know. It was after that that I met Casey.â
âOh, my.â
Casey Selmore let out a rising sigh.
âThatâs just what people say. Itâs all nonsense with no logic or proof.â
âThen, was it a lie that he fell from the cliff where a waterfall falls after the final battle between the man and the Kingdom of Delica?â
âNo, thatâs true.â
ââ¦â¦What?â
âBut the only difference from whatâs known is that heâs not dead.â
âWhy? I heard his body was not found. Did you see him run away?â
âNo, itâs just my hunch.â
Betty frowned.
âYouâre having a hunch again? Where do you put that superior reasoning ability?â
âThese are things that a friend I met a long time ago passed to me, but I may have been a little influenced by her.â
âFriend?â
âI have a friend who I canât meet easily even though I want to and I didnât just say it because of my hunch. Thereâs evidence that heâs actually alive.â
Casey pointed with a thin finger to the case where Betty had been holding documents and newspapers until a moment ago.
âYou know the newspapers and case documents in your case.â
Betty wiggled her lips. This is because she never imagined that the pieces of paper that this tomboy lady had collected so far had meaning.
âReally?â
âFive years ago.â
ââ¦â¦?â
âIn the Kingdom of Durman, there was an incident where countless cryptids multiplied abnormally and attacked citizens. It was called the Bloody Night.â
âOh, I heard that, too. There was a huge monster that led the cryptids.â
âThe beast of Durman. It is known that it was a bigger and more terrifying beast than any cryptid that had ever appeared. Itâs just that the cryptid ate up as many elite knights that belonged to the royal family.â
âThatâs right, thatâs right.â
âAnd there was one hunter who defeated such a beast.â
âI know. The best hunter, Abraham Van Helsing. Heâs famous, right?â
âYes, Abraham van Helsing has built a great reputation by hunting the beast of Durman but he suddenly disappeared.â
âWhatâs wrong with that?â
Casey said something else instead of answering.
âThe Kingdom of Patali, adjacent to the Empire four years ago. It is a country that has been disgraced to the point where aristocrats have exploited people and made it difficult for the nation to finance itself. There appeared a thief called Arsene Lupin. He stole a lot of stuff, and after about a year of activity, he suddenly disappeared.â
âCasey, what are you talking about?â
âThree years ago, a huge conspiracy wriggled in the shadow of the Kingdom of Delica. A man united all the organizations of the back world, took control of the military industry, started a war, and tried to sweep away enormous wealth. It was the infamous James Moriarty and he suddenly disappeared.â
ââ¦â¦.â
Betty also noticed what Casey was trying to say.
âTheyâre all the same person, right?â
âI guess so.â
âIsnât that just speculation?â
âI hope so, but I heard some interesting news recently. You know there was a civil war in northern Utah not too long ago?â
âWhat? Yes, I did. The prince faction started a civil war and the royal faction fought against it. Eventually, the fight ended with a victory for the royalists.â
âYeah, but thereâs one less well-known piece of news. There was a man who led the royal faction to victory.â
ââ¦â¦What?â
âThe manâs name is Machiavelli. He suddenly disappeared after the war. Like the others I mentioned.â
Casey smiled and stared at the scenery of Leathervelk, where the mist was rising. People were not seen because the rain could not be prevented by an umbrella. The only reflection on her retina is the image of a drenched in the rain.
âThe last place he supposedly went to was Leathervelk.â
Her blue eyes seemed to stare at something else beyond the city.