87 – War on Crime (2)

Generally, when sneaking somewhere, it is most common to wear black clothes in the middle of the night and enter under the cover of darkness.

However, infiltrating in black is always only when stealing one of the enemy’s classified documents or when performing an assassination.

In other cases, if you infiltrate wearing a black or body-covering robe, it is a good lie to be stabbed to death for being suspicious.

So, I decided to play a noble who fell into luxury who was pushed out of Count Creutel’s reformation in order to succeed in his mission.

As long as the Northern Alliance can summon a knight at a time, they will definitely like a corrupt aristocrat who belongs to the city’s vested interests, but who is willing to sell his place to provide information.

In order to realize the plan, I went to the Operational Budget Division of the Blue Port Finance Bureau, which provided the budget.

Then he said while showing the outside of the letter with the seal of Count Kreuttel and my ID.

“I am 2nd Lieutenant Short, the reconnaissance platoon leader under the direct command of the Valentine reconnaissance captain. We need a budget to carry out the operation that His Excellency Kreutel ordered. How much can you give?”

“Yes, I see, Lieutenant Short. How many people do you need for the operation?”

“There are about 5 people including me and the informants.”

Then, the budget manager in front of me manipulated the abacus a few times before speaking in a cold voice.

“I have confirmed that the order was made using an A-grade seal. Accordingly, the amount that can be distributed to the operation is 30 gold coins. If you need more, you can receive up to 70 additional sheets of support by filling out the statement of reason placed there. Also, regarding the use of the budget after the operation, please be careful as you may be investigated for embezzlement if you do not obtain approval from the commander of the lieutenant colonel or higher with documents containing the details of all budget usage.”

The budget is given as much as necessary, but to make it difficult to embezzle even a single silver coin, to submit the details of all operations executed…

Of course, it’s better than not giving, but I never thought it would be this difficult to dictate a budget.

The budget manager in front of me handed me a parchment lined with gold with the words 30 gold coins written on it and a document to write down the details of budget execution.

“I wish you good luck. Ensign Short.”

**

A suit of ill-fitting blue silk, a thin shirt made of very soft flax, trousers with gold buttons, and a cane with a silver tip.

Dressed up like this, I feel like an idiot aristocrat who doesn’t even have the ability to dress up.

So, when you walk down the street…

“Mom, that uncle is an aristocrat, but his clothes are strange! He’s wearing a blue suit and black pants without a wig! The top of the waist sparkles with gold buttons.”

“Hey, he probably just doesn’t know how to wear noble clothes because His Excellency Kreutel made him a noble.”

“I see! Mom seems to know a lot!”

It was because I became the object of ridicule even by the semi-noble hats like me.

Shit, once I’m promoted to lieutenant after finishing this mission, I’ll have to use the bounty I received from His Excellency to hire decent clothes and servants. What are you doing, really?

So, for about 30 minutes, I headed to the place where I was supposed to meet with my informants while getting people’s attention.

Even in broad daylight, the alley has a gloomy atmosphere, where rats squeak and walk around, and sometimes a large cockroach sees me and runs away.

If I add a little bit of exaggeration, I went to a street where no one would notice if I died, and a big guy came out and looked at me and said.

“Old man, password.”

“The Black Count drives the White Death.”

The big guy who heard the code heard me and spoke politely, extending his arm and pointing inward.

“The old man is waiting for you inside.”

“Thank you.”

And when I went inside, there was a sleek old man with gray hair standing inside.

“Hello, Nari. You are well dressed, you look good.”

“Fuck the bullshit. The Count is in a bit of a bad mood because of the rats roaming the Blue Fort these days. So I ended up chasing after them. So, did you find a way to access it?”

Hearing that, the guy looked at me and pretended to rub his thumb and index finger, subtly asking for information.

So I handed over 10 gold coins and said.

“Are you in the mood to talk now?”

“Of course. We have already prepared a way for you to access it. Two hours later, go to the bar called Bat’s Rest and tell the guy looking for the mother in the north, ‘The mother in the north is already dead.’ You can just say.”

“North’s mother is already dead…”

“Then I will connect you to the guy who will join the meeting.”

“Okay, then let’s go. Haven’t the other informants already infiltrated it?”

“Yes, I have already infiltrated 4 people with a good brain. I also ordered you to mention Short-sama, a semi-aristocrat who is dissatisfied with society.”

“How did you tell me?”

And the guy in front of me asked if he was hesitating about something.

“I did it my own way, but I did it to meet the Lord’s request, so don’t say anything too much.”

“Isn’t it between you and me? It’s obvious even if you don’t say anything. He is an idiot who has never been married even though he is over 30 years old, and he also reveals a lot of dirty women, and he has a lot of complaints about the Count.”

I have been recognized by the Count for my abilities to the extent of being undeserved, and now I am living in an unimaginable amount of wealth before enlistment…

Among the aristocrats of Creutel who enjoyed vested interests from before, those who were culled by us have a lot of complaints, and they live by revealing women.

If you say so, it will be persuasive.

“Yes, but that’s not enough to convince them… that the minister wants to help these guys kidnap a beauty like Ella…”

crazy guy? Even if you succeed in this job properly, when that is reported, His Excellency the Count will say, “You insult Ella, whom I cherish the most, so I’ll have to put three holes in your neck.” Would you do a sword dance while holding a sword?

That bastard must have a grudge against me.

“You madman! No matter how much His Excellency the Count…”

“I don’t get caught anyway. And if I catch those bastards, I’ll stop talking about Mr. Short, but would you believe him? Besides, I don’t want Ella-sama, isn’t she a beauty like Ella-sama? If you question me, excuse yourself with that.”

“Damn it, I trusted you and brought the other 20 gold coins to pay… I’ll give them to you if I survive the mission!”

In normal times, “No, we’ve already finished our work, so why aren’t you paying us?” These guys would go on a rampage, but he didn’t say anything because he had committed a crime.

And I walked to the bar.

Damn it, even if I succeed, wouldn’t it be that I’m going to have a pleasant experience in many ways with His Excellency the Count?

A few months ago, there was an idiot captain who made a sexual joke about Ella-sama in the barracks, but was accidentally caught by the Count and beheaded in front of others.

Of course, telling such a joke to the count’s concubine is a crime of disrespect, and it’s true that she did something to death…

But if things go wrong, won’t I be arrested for such blasphemy? My throat won’t go away, but if I’m forced to do forced labor and be stripped of my position…

“I thought I would do a good job because I was a slum dweller, but I couldn’t get rid of that habit and told me to hang a stone around my neck and jump into the river! Ouch!! If there’s an idiot caught in that bastard’s area, I’ll personally beat him up and get my revenge!”

**

After meeting the slum kingpin, I quickly made my way to the bat’s haven and was able to find a rendezvous.

And in a voice full of resentment and resentment, I almost appealed to him to erase his doubts about me.

“I, Emile Brown, have served Kreutel for four years, and my family has served Your Excellency for over 200 years. But the Count, no, the Count won’t repay my loyalty. Even though I didn’t work for a bit, that’s why a guy named Frost, who I couldn’t even meet my eyes in the past, just nodded at me and passed by!!! What the fuck!!!”

“What? that I am incompetent It’s not even funny It’s only been four years since I’ve served the Count, but I’ve fought alongside him on countless battlefields! But it’s just that I couldn’t keep up with the reforms that crossed the count’s line! Now that this has happened, my worth will be recognized even by destroying the estate of the count who disregards my loyalty! Yes, at the level of His Excellency, Count of Petersburg in the North, you will recognize my worth.”

“And I heard that the beauty of the north is beautiful and has a big heart. Shouldn’t a beauty like that suit me? I just came here because an acquaintance of an acquaintance of mine introduced me to this place. Because this is a revolution, not a rebellion.”

“Ah, now that I think about it, you were playing the role of introducing me to His Excellency, Count of Petersburg. ok, take it I’ll give you 2 gold coins, so let’s do well… Talk to the executive instead.”

As a result of convincing the contact person who took me to the executives while making a fuss like this, he doesn’t seem to doubt me anymore.

I just don’t understand why, but it seems like he’s trying to sell his master and throw it away because he’s a madman with no concept or common sense to the Count of Petersburg.

That’s how I followed him and was guided to the place where the executives of the headquarters of those who volunteered to belong to the Northern Alliance anyway because they were semi-nobles were gathered.

“He knocked on the door three times and said, ‘In the morning, I will lift Katyusha’s skirt.’ You can just say.”

“Okay.”

Then I knocked on the door three times as I heard and said.

“When the morning comes, I will lift Katyusha’s skirt.”

And the door opened.

In the place where the door was open, the guys who were presumed to be officers were sitting, each wearing half armor, quilted armor with a crest, and a surcoat coat.

I consciously moved forward to the lowest seat and spoke so that they could hear.

“This is Emile Brown. I have come to serve the wise Count of Petersburg, escaping from the tyranny of Count Creutel, who disregards nobles.”

Perhaps he liked my introduction, which was a bit modest for an aristocrat, but after a while, a man sitting in a nice chair at the far end smiled and said,

“I thought he would ignore us because he’s a knight with a manor, but he’s so humble. The informant has brought in some great people.”

“Even though I’m a noble, that’s just the story of the Countess of Creutel. And since you want to defect to the Northern Alliance, shouldn’t you serve your seniors well? hehehehe… Take good care of the elders.”

“Older? To hear the voice of an elder from a man with a fiefdom, I guess it’s all because of the dignity of His Excellency Petersburg. Okay, but it looks like you haven’t eaten… is there anything you’d like to eat?”

It’s late at night now, and if you see that they’re talking about what they want to eat, not alcohol…

Depending on this choice, you must think about whether or not to trust me. Of course, if you trust me, who gave the first impression that I am an aristocrat who has already been weeded out, you will only regard it as a throwaway card.

I’m an aristocrat in name and those guys will give me real information to make me feel like I’m trusted.

What I need to do now is food that can strongly show my will to surrender.

“Please enjoy the delicious cuisine of the Northern Alliance. From the moment I came here, I am also a vassal of His Excellency, the great pillar of the Northern Union, so I have to eat Northern cuisine.”

“good. I’ll give you borscht and pierogies. I am sure you will like it.”

And before long, a strange soup with a lot of red broth and a dish that looked like a thick lump of dough was placed in front of me.

“You eat a lot. In the north of us, it is a dish that is enjoyed by both nobles and commoners.”

“I’m really looking forward to it.”

Then, I first lifted the bowl of borscht in front of me, drank a little of the soup, and ate the pierogies next to me.

The borscht had the taste of broth made with lots of turnips, a little sweetness, and the smell of meat broth, and the thick dough and meat flavor mixed together made you feel full after just one bite.

“It is very delicious. In particular, this borscht soup is much more delicious than I thought.”

“Is that so?”

“Yes, and the red pickled radish on top of this…”

“Ah, in the north, it is traditional to season with pickled radish like this rather than seasoning with salt. Try mixing that with the soup this time.”

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Mixing pickled radish with soup and eating borscht gave it a slightly familiar taste.

Yeah, the taste I ate as a kid…

“The borscht is really good. The pickled radish is mixed with the liver, so it tastes really good. I never thought that in my life I would be able to have a soup that combines sweet and salty flavors so well!”

“Is that so… When you’re done, try the Northern Alliance’s strong drink, vodka. It’s very poisonous, but it tastes good.”

And I drank a strong drink from a white goblet placed next to me.

As soon as I drank, my throat felt as if it was burning, so I covered my mouth with the napkin in front of me and coughed.

“Kelok Kelok, it’s really spicy.”

“That’s what vodka tastes like. To be a member of our Northern Alliance, you should be able to drink this like water.”

“Is that so?”

Then, the representative in front of me raised a glass full of vodka and shouted loudly.

“Cheers to Sir Brown, who has abandoned the evil Kreutel and has come to serve the Countess of Petersburg!!!”

At the same time, we drank a glass of wine each.

After a few more toasts, I was escorted by an informant to the bat’s haven.

And I quickly headed to the house of Major Valentine, the leader of the scout.

I guess I’ll have to report this directly to His Excellency. Those idiots don’t hide this because they haven’t learned anything.