It's Sudden, But I'm Coming To Another World! I Wish To Live With Peace

Chapters 8. For the Time being, As Planned

◇ Viewing Angle of one of Captured Bandits ◇

One of the bandits who was interrogated earlier, was now worried.

He hated the boy because he looked weak.

Despite that, the boy was skilled at determining the opponent's strength, even before using the Detection Magic on him.

The impression that was obtained when the bandit saw the boy, he could not feel any signs of a strong man, and he could not see any muscles in the boy.

He thought that the boy was hiding his strength and was definitely just an ordinary person.

Therefore, he could not understand.

Why are they shaken now.

The boy did not seem to be lying by saying nonsense. Only, the boy hit his blind spot.

He remembered the "one-armed man" who united the bandits.

Suddenly appeared and gave rise to an alliance of bandits.

The boss of his gang, Gidou, was also afraid of that one-armed man. And agree with the man's proposal.

There is a disadvantage to sharing territory, but the gang gets more from it.

The information of the merchants, the search techniques using the Detection Magic, the means to escape from the pursuers, and the resistance from the brainwashing magic using the Magic Sealing Stone.

The gang can work more safely and benefit more than ever.

But humans will become greedy when things get easy, especially for someone who works in the bandit business.

So there's a gang that broke the one-armed man's offer, and it's getting into free action.

However, that was what the one-armed man wanted.

"Well, I didn't tell you in detail about the end of those who broke the rules in the alliance, I'll take care of them, and let me show you what happened to the traitors."

The one-handed man said that. Then he showed the other members the traitors who became miserable monsters through Necromancy magic.

There were only a few traces of their old faces left on the monster.

Not only that, even their consciousness was still there.

Some dirty liquid flowed out from their eyes, and they murmured something with a small voice like a whisper.

“Let me die.. Please...let me die..”.

Since he had chosen to live as a bandit, he thought he could overcome the fear of death.

However, it was shown that even after death he would continue to live a miserable life, and that fear was etched in his mind.

That's why even if he died here, he didn't want to end up like that.

What the boy said had shaken his resolve.

The boy said that it was no coincidence that the knights attacked a cave that was hard to find, definitely because something had happened.

So, there's a chance there's information from another gang somehow leaked accidentally.

And if that happens, who is the first to be suspected and removed?

Just thinking about it had already shaken his body and confused his mind.

He wanted to consult with his friend. But now everything is separate.

Both options have their own risks. Since that was the case, he did not want to give an advantage to the knights who would execute them.

But the possibility of dying as a human was too tempting...

"Damn! I should rest now, and spend more time thinking about it after I calmed down.”

The boy had told the bandit about his offer points. It is not strange if there are traps in the offer.

So, yes, the best course of action he had to take right now was to rest in peace.

"Hey, it's time for shift change."

The voices of the knights could be heard from outside his prison. It seems it's time for a shift change.

"Hey, by the way, has anyone confessed?"

"No. Every one of them refused to speak.”

Yup! I thought my friends weren't fools who would confess easily without thinking much.

Well, after hearing that, the bandit felt relieved as well as proud.

It seemed, her friends also had the same thoughts as her at the moment.

"By the way, are we really going to extend the execution date?"

"Yes, looks like we're gonna do it."

“Although we need to feed them with hard-working food of the people.”.

"That's not a problem."

"Hmm?"

“It looks like only 3 of them will be delayed execution. The others will be executed soon, so we can give their share to the ones claiming, so it will not be too burdensome.”

The bandit's breathing stopped, and his heart rate began to rise.

He heard something he should not have forgotten.

“Only 3 people?… But why?”

“Even if those seven people give us information, in the end, it's just the same information.”

“The boy said that 3 people would be enough if only to check the facts and information discrepancies of each of them. "

That's true!! the boy never said "everyone".

So, if there are some people who confess, it is more than enough to justify the facts and lies. No need to wait for everyone to confess. That means, 4 people will definitely experience the worst ending. What a bastard boy!

If any bandits were to divulge information, they would all definitely be branded as traitors, but the one giving the information properly would be safe and secured until the one-armed man died.

If no one admitted anything, they would not be treated as traitors, but depending on the one-handed man's feelings, they might all fall prey to the next Necromancy.

The bandit was confused as there was hope in both options.

But what will happen to the 3 people who leak the information the fastest?

The 3 people will be placed under protection, and the other 4 will be executed soon.

And in the end, all seven of them would still be said to be traitors.

“Wherever you are, even if you die, you will get your revenge”, that one-armed man said that before.

Whether 4 people leaked information or not, they would only bring bad points from both options. And in the end, only 3 people could die safely as humans.

“O-oi, Guard! I'll talk! Please call the boy!”

The bandit said while hitting the door. He was worried that if his friend found out about this as well, they would divulge information faster than him.

“What's wrong with you all of a sudden? If you want to talk, do it tomorrow. The boy told you that he would hear you speak tomorrow, right?”

“Don't give me that shit! I said that I'll confess now!"

“Whisper once. I'll give you some paper, you can write a list of what you want to talk to her about there. I'll give it to the boy tomorrow morning.”

As the guard said, a parchment and long charcoal were given from a small crack under the door.

He needed to write as much information as possible as the boy wanted, and make sure to get the attention of the boy.

"Siaal, siaall, SIALLAAANNNN.... "

So the bandits took charcoal and began to write on parchment paper.

◇ MC Viewing Angle ◇

“At last, 5 out of 7 people decided to confess. This is a list of information they want to talk about.”

After waking up, Grandpa Kara gave me a bundle of parchment while I was having breakfast at the barracks.

Then, while skimming, I gave it to Illias-san.

“I don't know which information is useful. So, let's listen to everything.”

“However, they all look very desperate..”.

The last blow from me was to ask Illias-san or Grandpa Kara to talk about "we will receive information, only up to 3 people", and let the bandits hear it.

After all, people are very fragile towards limited things. And, by using those limited things, it was easy to take advantage of people.

Especially, if you get information about it by chance. It will be very effective.

I mean, if any store clerk said “Only available now! Just for today!”, I'm sure only shallow-minded people are shaken by those words.

Anyone who uses his brain will realize that it is just a means to make them buy will be wary of it.

But... What if the information happens to be heard from a third party?

Information learned through the media, suppose that you know information from the media by chance, and the fact that you yourself know it from its source will directly make a difference in its credibility.

This is not the information given to me. That's the information I got.

Therefore, you will believe it easier. Even if in the end it was nothing more than false information.

There was a time when such an impostor used that trick in my previous world for a while.

Making them believe will make them even more impatient.

They would think of how they could sit in that limited informer's chair.

It was then, a good time to hand them the paper and stationery.

Then, with the thought that this may be the last chance to appeal, anyone will try to show that they have a lot of information, or that they have more important information.

As a result, everyone would talk more on the spot when we asked later.

"However…. Grandfather Kara, can you tell the bandits that we will hear their talk at 10.”

"Are you planning to put them together in the same place?"

“No, can you ask each knight to talk to each of them in a different place, and please let them know that I heard the talk from the other bandits? Don't forget to interrogate "everything" at 10."

"What are you planning?"

"You know, there are people who will talk more when they think they're the first."

“You are very thorough.. Well, I understand.”.

Grandpa Kara left the room.

Illias-san looked at me with a strange look and started talking.

“I just... What kind of life do you live in your home world?”

"so yeah... Another vague question, yes."

“I heard magic doesn't exist in your world. But you never told me anything else. All the actions you took this time, for me it was just .... ”.

"Bringing off the knight code and it's not the preferred method to use on people?"

"That's right. You take advantage of people's weaknesses and use them. Moreover, you naturally chose such a method. In this world, such things were usually done by cunning merchants and criminals. Or someone who is involved with people like that. Can you tell me?"

“I just.... want to live peacefully there.”

“No matter how I see it... I don't believe it...”.

“What I mean by “damai” is, living on a reasonable path, and not making or getting into trouble. That's how I live there.

u know? in my world there are more ways to know other people than here. "

I drink water and rest.

“The opportunity to get to know others. The more people you interact with, the greater your chances of knowing their differences. Of course, there were good and bad people there. Evil people harm someone, trying to gain an advantage for themselves. Anyway, it is a world where there are too many bad guys so people should stay vigilant.”

“……”

“To live in such a world as an ordinary person, you must have the knowledge to protect yourself from bad people. You need a means to get around without being targeted. And you have to be careful not to be noticed by others in that way. That's how I live in peace."

“I just can't understand you very well.. Which one are you? When you were in contact with Maya and us? Or when in front of the bandits?”

“Both, I guess. Both of them were me without a doubt. I mean, you'll have a different attitude when facing citizens and when facing bad people. Well, in your case, you play the role of Illias the Knight in front of the two of them. In my case, I changed my attitude depending on the other party. That's all."

“Does that mean you become evil when evil comes?”

"Not really. It's just that I'm going to be someone who understands evil.”

“So yes... I understand now.. Your way of life is like a crooked mirror, right?”

Ilias-san sighed.

Then, his gaze softened.

"Change one's way according to the way of others, yes ... Well, I'm surprised you can do such a troublesome thing."

"It's hard to live in peace."

After which, the gathering of information from the bandits was completed.

It seems like out of the 7 bandits who were arrested, there was someone who had communication duties, so I was able to get information about the headquarters of other gangs, etc.

Then there is the story of a one-armed man who used Necromancy, who had built a cooperative relationship called the "Bandit Alliance".

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Note: A mirror should always be loyal to you.

Follow your every move as you stand in the mirror.

A mirror should laugh when you see it laughing.

and cry when you see you cry.

He'll touch your hand when you try to touch him.

But what happens when your mirror is crooked?

You will always look wrong in front of him.

your laugh will look strange in front of him.

your hand will never reach him.

useless.

everything looks crooked.

veered.

- ArcAngel: Gabriel