"Maybe you're just apologizing because you feel uneasy. Not because you're truly sorry to me."
"That... that's not possible! What do you take me for?"
What do I take you for? Banshees Rodbel.
I shouldn't say that, right? Hold it in.
I put on a deliberately sad expression. Banshees' body trembled slightly.
"That's because you torment me after doing that."
"Th-that's... Then what can I do to make you believe me?"
He asked!
I carefully approached my goal like a fisherman who felt a bite.
"Actually, there's something I want, but I can't get it on my own."
"Something you want?"
Banshees widened his eyes and asked back in a tone of surprise.
"You want something too?"
"Of course. I'm a person too."
I said that, but I had no material desires. The only thing I ever wanted in my entire life was a family, but even that disappeared.
Right now, yes.
'Life.'
I want a life that is entirely my own.
I'm just constantly moving for that.
And I have to release the seal of the Evil God too. That's our contract.
"Hmm. So, if I help you get it, you'll believe my sincerity?"
He understood quite quickly.
"That's right. But even for you, Banshees, it won't be easy to get it. Will you still help me?"
I also poked at Banshees' pride a little.
And Banshees.
"What do you take me for!"
He reacted exactly as I expected.
"There's nothing I can't get within Rodbel!"
"Really?"
"Yes!"
Banshees, who shouted confidently, glanced away and added in a small voice.
"Not all, but almost..."
I smiled softly at that sight.
Banshees, who glanced at me, asked.
"So, what do you want?"
"Well. I don't really know."
"What?"
Banshees stared at me with a look that said, "What nonsense is that?"
"I know it's in the warehouse in the white building here, but I don't know anything else."
"Then you can't find it!"
I shook my head.
"I'll know when I see it directly. But as you know, I can't enter the warehouse. But Banshees, you can enter, right?"
Banshees scratched his head at my words and replied.
"Well. I guess?"
"Amazing, Banshees."
"R-really?"
Banshees' cheeks turned reddish at my blatant flattery.
'He's so simple.'
There's never been a time when I've been more grateful for Banshees' simplicity than at this moment.
I gently pushed further.
"Then can you help me?"
"Um."
Banshees pretended to be thinking at my words.
Literally 'pretending'.
'I know what he wants.'
After running into each other a few times, I felt like I could see right through Banshees' mind now.
Then I'll give you what you want.
"Please, Banshees. You're the only person I can ask for help right now."
Twitch.
"You'll help me, right?"
Twitch, twitch.
He's pretending to be serious, but he couldn't even hide his twitching lips.
'Well.'
It's not like I feel humiliated by this situation where I'm asking Banshees for a favor.
I'm just grateful that I can use him like this.
"Okay, whatever! If you need me that much, I have no choice!"
"Wow, thank you."
"Now you know my apology is sincere, right?"
"Of course, after you've done me such a difficult favor."
"Hmph."
I quietly watched the elated Banshees.
It's still amazing.
'To think the day would come when Banshees would do me a favor.'
I'm glad I got hurt in place of Banshees in the library.
Because the day has come when I can use it like this.
"So, when do you need it?"
At Banshees' question, I smiled brightly and said.
"Now, right now."
"......"
Pretending not to see Banshees, who was stunned by the word 'now', I moved forward.
"Hey, hey, wait up!"
Banshees hurriedly followed behind me.
To get straight to the point, using Banshees was the right choice.
Drrrrrr!
When Banshees placed his hand on the Rodbel insignia engraved on the warehouse, the door opened so easily it was almost anticlimactic.
Banshees, who looked back at me, shouted triumphantly.
"How was that?!"
I nodded casually.
"Wow, amazing."
Then Banshees raised his nose and shrugged his shoulders and replied.
"Hmph, this is nothing! There's no place I can't go in this house."
I guess so for you.
I know that the door to this warehouse, which I have to desperately cling to, and the qualification exam are just ceremonial procedures for Miracle or Banshees.
The door that is not allowed to me alone seemed like Rodbel itself.
But.
'That's coming to an end soon too.'
So Banshees, I won't have any inferiority complex towards you.
I renewed my determination and entered the warehouse.
I slowly looked around inside.
'Where is the blueprint?'
The warehouse in the white building was much smaller than the main building's warehouse, but it was still too large and had too many items to scan at once.
It was practically impossible to find the desired item in this place in a short amount of time, but...
'I know the structure of this warehouse.'
This was because it was recorded in Aen's diary.
'It must have been to find the <Book of Ayla>.'
In addition, the diary was filled with detailed information about the Rodbel family.
After Aen died, I looked through that diary over and over again to remember him.
Thanks to that, I remembered the contents without missing a single word.
And the blueprint of the white building's underground maze is...
I carefully examined the interior as I entered the warehouse.
It looked disorganized, but it was the same as the arrangement of items recorded in the diary.
Then...
I went straight to the wall and took out the sword scabbard hanging on the wall.
Banshees, who belatedly realized this, rushed over and tried to stop me.
"Hey, it's dangerous to touch things like that carelessly-"
But I was already drawing the sword.
Swish.
"What, it's trash."
Banshees said with a deflated face after checking the drawn sword.
As he said, the blade was cut in half.
The edge was so dull that it could no longer perform its role as a sword.
But that's its role as a 'sword'.
"What are you going to use that for? If you need a sword, take something else."
"No, I need this."
Because its use is not as a sword.
I held the sword that was cut in half and went inside.
And I grabbed the huge tapestry hanging on the wall and tore it off.
"Hey, hey! What are you doing-"
Ignoring Banshees' shouting voice, I carefully examined the wall that had been hidden by the tapestry.
It must be around here...
Ah.
"Found it."
Like a keyhole, there was a subtly widened gap between the walls.
I stuck the half-sword into the gap. And I turned it clockwise with all my might.
Click.
A sound of something turning and meshing inside.
After a while.
Drrrrrr-
With a reverberation, the lower part of the wall opened.
I bent down and took out what was inside.
It was a small, old box.
Click.
When I opened the box, there was a rolled-up piece of paper inside.
"What, what? What did you do? What's that!?"
Banshees, who watched the situation, frantically asked questions with a bewildered look.
"Blueprint."
I answered indifferently, untied the string, and unfolded the paper.
A blueprint with a complex structure was revealed.
'It's complicated, but not to the point where I can't understand it.'
I smiled with satisfaction and rolled up the blueprint again and put it in my arms.
"Let's go."
Since the purpose was achieved, there was no more business to do here.
"Hey, what exactly did you do? How did you know that was there? What blueprint are you talking about?"
Banshees followed me closely and poured out questions.
"Just. Somehow. I don't really know either."
As I was about to leave the warehouse, vaguely answering his questions, the small objects on the shelf caught my eye.
'Those are definitely...'
After a moment of hesitation, I put the objects on the shelf in my pocket.
On the way out of the warehouse and back to the room.
Banshees, who had been keeping his mouth shut, dissatisfied with my casual answers to his questions, suddenly seemed to remember something as he got closer to the room and asked.
"Then that saying is canceled now, right?"
I looked at him with a look that asked what he meant.
"Don't you remember? What you said at dinner last time."
"At dinner?"
When I made a look that I didn't know at all, Banshees shouted with a frustrated face.
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