The Difference Is Like Between a Dog and a Cow

142 – Into the Bog (1)

Idore is an alley bar adjacent to the Imperial Palace in Kayef, the capital city.

Before the Kuernen War, it was also the place where Nikolai, Luna, and I had gathered and drank together.

Since it is an alley bar, I remember that it was comfortable to chat because of the complicated atmosphere that only those in the know know.

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Of course, on that day, because Luna drank too much, she spit out what was inside, which ended in a terrible way…….

That’s why I was able to make it even more memorable.

Jjallang─.

When you open the rugged door and enter, the owner with the same impression as back then welcomes you.

“Welcome.”

“Has anyone in military uniform visited yesterday and today?”

“A military uniform? I don’t know about military uniforms, but…….”

At my words, the owner shakes his head. That’s it. There was no way he had come in wearing a military uniform.

If the reason Luna reacted that way was really to tell me something ‘secretly’.

There’s no way he’d come into this bar wearing a military uniform or anything conspicuous.

“Oh, is that so?”

“Are you looking for someone?”

“No. Just give me a dry snack with a glass of beer.”

I casually sat down at the table where we drank together last time. When I looked at it with the naked eye, there were no noticeable marks.

If you emphasize that you vomit…… Could it be the bottom?

A thought like that came to my mind for a moment, but I quickly changed my mind because I thought it wasn’t that bad.

Because we couldn’t rule out the possibility of being tailed anyway.

I skimmed the table slowly and casually.

Because it is an alley bar, the condition of the table was not good even to say the least. The rough wood is full of scratches and cuts, and it’s not very clean.

Is there any reason to leave traces in a place like this?

Even if there was, I couldn’t see it properly with my eyes right now. What is the meaning of the scar that seems to have been scratched with a knife or something?

‘…… Scratches?’

But at the same time, a thought crossed my mind. Carefully put one hand under the table and fumbled over it.

The bottom of the cheap table was rough. Feeling the texture of the hardened sticky liquid made me feel worse.

But.

I could find grooves that were clearly dug between them. When you lightly sweep it with your finger, the sawdust-like powder falls loosely.

‘It happened recently.’

The grooves were connected in a straight line. Concentrate your senses on your fingertips and slowly explore the meaning of the home.

As a result of a quick glance, what was written under the table was the rune word used for magic inscription.

A language used to activate deep magic.

It is a language that can never be understood unless you are a mage who has mastered magic to some extent.

The contents were as follows.

『D. O.N.O.T.R. U.S.T.G.N.』

‘Don’t let the GN rust? What do you mean?’

I have succeeded in reading it once, but I cannot fully interpret it.

Looking at what’s really written, this letter must have been written by either Captain Nikolai Hilbert or Captain Luna Ayre.

‘Maybe it’s a third party related to those two.’

You’re thinking about it.

“What are you thinking so hard about?”

The owner thumped food and alcohol down in front of me. As I flinched in surprise without realizing it, the owner chuckled.

“Are you sure you are a criminal or not? Your expression looks like you’ve seen some kind of national military police!”

National Gendarmerie?

Come to think of it, the abbreviation for the National Military Police Force of the Free Democratic Republic of Fru must have been GN.

The feeling of feeling as if the emotions that were blocked in the stuffiness are going down is transmitted from the tip of the head to the tip of the toe.

“Ah…… hahahahaha, today was difficult in many ways. I guess I was out of my mind.”

I shuddered at the owner and moved on bewildered. The owner sniffs, snorts, and adds.

“The capital city is in trouble these days. What are you doing before the festival? One of the captains will die today…….”

“Have you heard any other stories?”

“What did I hear about running a small alley bar?”

He shrugged and disappeared. I thought as I put a dry snack in front of my eyes into his mouth and chewed it.

‘G.N must mean the National Military Police.’

Gendarmerie Nationale.

The National Military Police.

I was a little nervous because only this part was not written in runes. The reason why it was written in the letters of the Free Democratic Republic of Prü must be for security reasons.

Of course, if I had thought about it a little, I would have known it right away, but I was able to figure it out a little faster by getting a clear hint from the owner’s words.

I knew it was the National Military Police, though.

What is RUST?

I kept checking to see if I missed anything.

As expected, there were no other letters.

If you read it again, it is ‘DO NOT RUST GN’.

Oh.

NOT RUST?

The strangely incomprehensible part was that side.

If even GN were written in runes or expressed as an abbreviation of the language used by the Free Democratic Republic of Prü, rather than a common name in the Principality of Ukraine, this part also seems to be made up of not-so-complicated tricks.

I fumbled between T and R. Unlike other letters that were spaced apart at a certain distance, only these two letters are stuck together.

‘Duplicate characters in the same position have been removed.’

After a short thought, I was able to clearly understand the meaning of the sentence hidden under this table.

‘DO NOT TRUST G.N.’

“Damn it.”

There was no need to interpret it differently. At the expression so clear, it was rather cold in the head.

Don’t trust the state gendarmerie.

Anyway.

I felt like I was gradually sinking into the mud.

***

Bell Meyer felt distraught.

A colleague from the old unit, who had been alive and well until just yesterday, was found this morning with a cold—no, a more brutal body.

She was a first-class blue mage, and at the same time a genius born with an excellent talent for blood magic.

Even she couldn’t bring her dead comrade back to life. Because it was no longer a human domain.

“…… The battalion commander.”

Bell Meyer curled up on her bed, hugging her knees tightly. Fragmentary information has already been heard from Lieutenant Colonel Enoch.

There will be a coup in the capital.

The coup forces are going to rise during the celebration of the birthday of His Excellency, so we must stop it.

In fact, the 8th Assault Magical Infantry Battalion, led by Lieutenant Colonel Enoch Levandel, continued training to prevent a coup right after the Quarnen War ended.

From aerial assaults, we have been training to quickly eliminate intruders and rescue hostages in specially designed indoor training grounds.

But I didn’t know that Captain Nikolai Hilbert would die.

A coup d’état actually sounded so much like a story, that she couldn’t even bear to look at what was going on.

It wasn’t that I didn’t believe in Enoch Levandel.

If you can’t even trust the man you admire and trust more than anyone else in the world, who can you trust?

It’s already been over a year since she didn’t feel the amnesia she suffered all her life.

She hasn’t received any special treatment in the meantime. It wasn’t that his inner mindset had changed at all.

Because Bell Mayer’s behavior patterns and lifestyle have not changed much between when he was in the 3rd Magic Battalion under direct control of the Northern Corps and now.

Only one thing changed in her life.

The fact that she was able to envision a future with Enoch Levandel in a world that did not exist outside of despair and oblivion.

Yes.

Now was not the time for her to be like this.

Didn’t Enoch Levandel tell you to think for yourself and move?

Captain Nikolai Hilbert is attacked by someone, and Captain Luna Aire is named as the suspect.

Since it was a major incident that occurred just a few days before the celebration, it would have been difficult for even Enoch Levandel to have an interview with Luna Aire right now.

However, there is nothing that the Mayer family can’t do.

Especially as he is in the position of Vice Minister of the Treasury, which is considered to be the most powerful.

Even if it is the National Military Police and the Ministry of Home Affairs, it will not be easy to turn away from that request.

In addition, Lieutenant Colonel Enoch is the commander of the former unit and is currently the most famous soldier in Ukraine after Sonny Zeppelin.

Even if public opinion is a burden, they will definitely let you in.

It is still not too late.

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I don’t know why Enoch’s investigation is so delayed, but if you talk directly to his father, Johan Mayer, you’ll understand why.

Bell Meyer quickly changed into her street clothes, and then she stepped out of the room.

That moment.

Kikik─.

I heard the sound of the front door opening on the first floor.

Are you back now? Bell Meyer looks downstairs from the railing.

There were people wearing black masks, not Enoch Levandel.

Feeling the moment run down his spine, Bell Meyer quickly ducked and stepped back.

Still undetected.

She cautiously entered her room and picked up her pistol, which she had left on her desk.

She pressed herself against the back of the door.

Thump, thump, thump.

My heart was beating like crazy.

At first glance, there are about six people, and there is a high possibility that there are more people around the house.

‘Crazy bastards…… !! This is in the middle of the city, and what are you doing in the middle of it…… ?!’

At least it was clear that it wasn’t the National Gendarmerie. Otherwise, there is no reason to come in secretly like this.

Bell Meyer caught her breath and calmed her heart before calmly reloading her gun.

With her other hand, she immediately opened up her mana so that she could use her magic, and her preparation phase was over.

“… ….”

Kkik, suk. Swoop.

I heard the sound of people approaching stealthily from outside the door. Popularity that can be felt for sure.

Bell Meyer struggled to let go of the choking sensation as she rested her finger on her trigger.

“……… ….”

Sure.

Sure.

I’m close. He grabs his handle and slowly pushes the door open.

Ki-yi-yi-.

Bang!!!!!!

Bell’s gun finally opened fire.