Yoon Si-woo remembered.
He recalled seeing Scarlet and a bald man entering a shady building.
He also remembered the strange sounds that had faintly drifted from other rooms in that building.
While he had not directly witnessed what the two were doing inside, he was old enough to understand.
However, even in such a situation, Scarlet remained a radiant person.
The fact that she found herself doing such things due to difficult circumstances didnât diminish her heroism in the slightest.
Yet, what he had heard from her yesterday was far more shocking than that.
Though he didnât know the finer details, having had some sex education, he understood what it meant when women didnât receive their so-called âvisitor.â
The birth of a new life.
In a normal marital relationship, this would be something to bless.
But when it happened to minors, it was usually called an âaccident.â
Especially if it was the result of something they couldnât openly disclose to others.
It must have been an accident, as it was not something she had intended.
Yoon Si-woo thought back to the conversation he had with her in the hospital.
Despite having lost her arm, she expressed her desire to continue attending the Academy.
She wanted to save people, and more than anything, she aspired to become a hero.
But no matter how much she wanted it, she couldnât continue at the Academy in her current state.
The training at the Academy was difficult even for the most talented, and there was no way she could endure it in her condition.
She was someone who valued life enough to sacrifice her own arm to protect others.
She wouldnât have any other choice but to quit the Academy.
He thought fate was truly cruel.
It had taken a parentless childâs arm, and now it seemed intent on stealing her dream of becoming a hero as well.
She, of all people, understood the sorrow of growing up without parents better than anyone else.
So, she wouldnât even consider leaving her child at a shelter.
The image of her struggling to raise her child alone in difficult circumstances had been haunting him since he heard that from her yesterday.
So even while doing paperwork or patrolling, he found himself absentmindedly pondering how he could help her.
Perhaps she didnât need a father after all.
As he followed the flow of thought, Lucy interjected with a contemptuous voice.
[Si-woo, you were out of it during yesterdayâs spar, and looking at what youâre thinking now is quite the spectacle.]
Her following words were rather biting.
[Just the other day, you were saying youâd become strong enough to protect everyone or be a reliable guy, yet now youâre just pathetic. Instead of showing a cool side, your thoughts are like the worst kind for a man. If I were that child, Iâd have all respect for you wiped away.]
Since Lucy rarely spoke like this, Yoon Si-woo felt a bit self-deprecating.
He knew he wasnât thinking rationally.
But how many could remain composed when they cared for someone in a predicament like this?
[It might not be like you think.]
But given the circumstances, it was clearly soâ¦
Seeing Yoon Si-woo unable to pull himself together, Lucy sighed and said.
[Thereâs at least one way to roughly confirm if itâs true or not.]
*
During field training, we arrived at the scene of the incident after receiving a radio call.
Citizens were gathering, murmuring amongst themselves at a distance from a shop with shattered windows.
âIt seems no one has disturbed the scene. What a relief! phewâ
Rhea murmured with a smile before turning to the citizens and shouting loudly.
âWeâre from the Public Safety Bureau! Weâll catch the culprit in no time, so you can relax and return to what you were doing! clap clapâ
Her manner of declaring there was truly nothing to worry about seemed to reassure the citizens, who quickly dispersed.
In a way, isnât that a talent of its own?
Once the citizens were gone, Rhea glanced at us with a slight smile.
âI donât know how many of you will end up working with us, but if you observe the scene closely, you can gather various pieces of information. Then we piece together these bits to form deductions. humâ
Rhea quickly scanned the area, lightly touched the ground, and closed her eyes.
A moment later, she opened her eyes and pointed to the glass shards scattered across the floor.
âLook, the glass shards have fallen outside, right? There are also traces of the explosion inside the store. So, the explosion happened inside. The culprit didnât smash the door just to create an explosion, which means they must be someone capable of causing an explosion wherever they want. The explosive force doesnât seem to be very strong, but weâll need to be cautious in this case. zingâ
The children were amazed at Rheaâs deductions, delivered calmly like a detective.
Then, nonchalantly shrugging as if it were no big deal, she continued.
âAnd over here, you can see some finely shattered glass pieces, which are traces from when the culprit walked on them while fleeing. The person fled in this direction, and the culprit is a brown-haired man wearing a black shirt. So we just need to look for someone like that in this direction. swishâ
How did she know that? Is she Sherlock Holmes?
When the children showed curiosity about how she figured out what the culprit looked like, Rhea chuckled mischievously.
âNo need to be that curious. The part about the culpritâs appearance isnât deduction at all; itâs my ability. I can read the memories of objects or places with my abilities. Itâs called psychometry, an application of telekinesis. whooshâ
âSo thatâs not deducing!â
âDonât worry! The first part was actual deduction; this is just a kind of cross-validation! I wanted to show that even those without abilities, like me, should be able to collect information at the scene. dong dongâ
As disappointment spread among the children, Rhea said that and began focusing again to examine the scene.
âAnyway, the reason weâre here isnât just to gather information, but also to find evidence. No matter how I know what the culprit looks like through my abilities, if we donât secure evidence that they committed the crime, it could lead to troublesome issues later. Since they seem to have hurt themselves on the broken glass, we should look for glass pieces with blood on them. tap tapâ
âShould we help you?â
âYes, letâs find it quickly so we can go after the culprit, so Iâll appreciate your help. gleamâ
At Rheaâs request, everyoneâs eyes lit up with excitement.
Thinking I would help too, I lowered my head to search the floor.
Instead of the floor, however, there appeared a glowing magical circle.
As I felt confused, several of the scattered glass shards began to shine and floated into the air.
âItâs a spell to find blood-stained items. We found it, so letâs catch the culprit and take a breakâ¦Â yawnâ
Dwight murmured in a tired voice.
Being a descendant of a great magician and also an extreme magic enthusiast, Dwight could use all kinds of spells, but judging by his appearance, it seemed he hadnât slept well since he was practicing magic yesterday too.
Impressed, Rhea carefully gathered the floating glass shards into a bag she took from her pocket, asking Dwight if tracking with magic was possible, but he responded that it would be impossible.
âIn that case, we can just search on foot. Luckily, there are many people around today, so weâll find them soon. rush rush
â
At Rheaâs words, I discreetly glanced at Yoon Si-woo.
There was indeed someone in this group who was good at finding people.
Although he didnât seem entirely alright, Yoon Si-woo figured it was time for him to act and stepped forward.
â⦠I think I can track them. Can you give me a piece of glass with blood on it?â
As Rhea took out a small shard from the envelope and handed it to him, Yoon Si-woo accepted it and pulled a dagger out of thin air.
The Sword of Truth.
Fundamentally, it acted as a slightly sensitive lie detector.
But its true power lay in tracking.
With just a drop of a personâs blood or a strand of hair, it could tell where that person was, and even what they were doing, making it an incredibly useful sword.
In the original story, it was mostly used to find heroines who had fallen during battles against monsters.
As a reference, every time Yoon Si-woo used this ability, the heroines learned of their death, resulting in cries of distress that they didnât want to know such truths.
For a moment, with a shard in one hand and the Sword of Truth in the other, Yoon Si-woo closed his eyes, then suddenly opened them wide.
âI found them. Theyâre huddled in an alley not far from here, trembling. Do you have a map? I can tell you the location. ding dingâ
Upon hearing this, Rhea exclaimed in admiration and took out her phone.
Thatâs why having good gear is important.
Just having something like that could garner special treatment in the Public Safety Bureau.
As I wished for at least one weapon like that, Yoon Si-woo unexpectedly approached me, offering the Sword of Truth.
What, did he read my mind?
Confused, I looked at him as he hesitated and said.
â⦠Uh, could you hold this for a moment?â
â⦠Sure. sighâ
Knowing he wasnât giving it to me, I felt slightly disappointed.
Why make me hold it when he can handle the sword freely?
I thought about saying something, but seeing he didnât look too well since yesterday, I decided to let it slide.
Well, to be fair, even if I held the Sword of Truth, I likely wouldnât be able to use it properly.
They said that holy swords had picky conditions for their wielders.
With his protagonist buff, Yoon Si-woo could handle any sword, which was why he could wield seven holy swords. If I held it, it would probably just be a slightly sturdy dagger.
Still, I figured I wouldnât often get a chance to hold a holy sword, so there was a flutter of excitement.
With that thought, I took the Sword of Truth from Yoon Si-woo, and it glittered slightly.
Then, Yoon Si-woo stood still for a moment before suddenly turning beet red and lowering his head deeply.
Wow, he must be really off today.
â⦠Are you okay? Is something wrong?â
âItâs nothing! Itâs nothing! Give it backâno, you donât need to! Iâll put it away! whooshâ
When I asked what was wrong, Yoon Si-woo jumped and shook his head, shouting.
The Sword of Truth he had just handed me vanished as if he had put it away.
However, just before it disappeared, a voice echoed in my head saying, âThatâs a lie.â
So it seems that just holding it reveals things to you? Fascinating.
But considering it claimed to be a lie, it seemed that Yoon Si-woo was really not alright today.
*
Upon Lucyâs suggestion to let Scarlet hold the Sword of Truth, Yoon Si-woo handed it to her.
As soon as the Sword of Truth sparkled in her hand, Lucy remarked.
[Ho? Si-woo, you donât seem to need to worry. That girl is probably much more virtuous than you think.]
⦠What does that mean?
[You possess a special ability allowing you to wield holy swords without any limitations, yet the Sword of Truth is originally a sword that canât be wielded at all unless certain conditions are met.]
Lucy continued.
[The Sword of Truth is made from the horn of a unicorn.]
A unicorn?
[You donât know? Also called a unicorn. You must have heard of them at least once or twice! Theyâre peculiar creatures that only favor pure maidens.]
At that point, a thought brushed through my mind.
Oh, butâ¦
Seeing Yoon Si-woo frozen like an idiot, Lucy chuckled.
[Congratulations, Si-woo. It seems the girl you like is indeed a pure maiden.]
Yoon Si-woo asked again.
No, then everything Iâve seen and heard until nowâ¦
[As far as I know, the Sword of Truth wouldnât be mistaken about a maidenâs purity. From what I can see, she seems to have taken quite a liking to you. It appears sheâs a pure girl with no interest in men whatsoever. Quite the opposite of what you thought.]
So all of that was just my misunderstanding?
While I was blushing, Scarlet spoke up.
â⦠Are you okay? Is something wrong?â@@novelbin@@
Yoon Si-woo stared at the girl looking at him with a worried face while holding the Sword of Truth.
So up until now, Iâve thought of such a girl like this?
Yoon Si-woo, who snatched up the Sword of Truth that was gleaming in satisfaction in Scarletâs hand thought,
â⦠Should I just end it all?â
He thought.
*
After Yoon Si-woo indicated the location, he appeared dazed, yet somehow our group arrived at the place he had pointed out.
âNo, thatâs not what I meant. Ughâ¦Â groanâ
In a narrow alley, a man crouched, trembling and mumbling to himself.
Scratching at his neck to the point of bleeding and groaning, the man looked utterly unstable.
Seeing this, Rhea murmured with a grim expression.
â⦠Lately, when trying to detain someone, we often come across folks exhibiting extreme anxiety like this guy. Most of the time, if you approach, they tend to cause trouble. I might not get hurt, but there are occasions when they hurt themselves trying to escape, and that worries me. gulpâ
âThen we just need to prevent them from going wild.â
As soon as he said that, a magic circle unfolded in the alley, and the mumbling man collapsed to the side with a thud.
Rhea looked at Dwight in surprise.
But Dwight replied calmly, as if he had done nothing wrong.
âDonât worry, I just put him to sleep. It gets annoying if it takes too long. Letâs apprehend him quickly and get some restâ¦Â yawnâ
â⦠Alright, thanks to you, that was easy. Now, should we take him back? sighâ
Rhea said with a slight smile of disbelief, entering the alley and throwing the man over one shoulder.
âBy the way, why is my throat so itchy? Did an insect bite me?â
She murmured softly while scratching her neck.
Nobody was around to hear her murmur.