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Chapter 274
What the Hell Is Going On?
Simon had received plenty of strange information over the years as the Guild Association Master.
But it had been a while since he'd come across something this mysterious.
[Every 60 years, ghosts appear.]
[These ghosts steal people's souls.]
[Those who swear loyalty to Mordred are cursed.]
“Hm…”
His subordinates had worked tirelessly to gather this intelligence.
Among the mountain of quality information they’d uncovered, these bizarre, scattered pieces stood out to Simon.
The reason he had risen to the position of youngest Guild Association Master was simple—his ability to pinpoint the core of information was unparalleled.
That ability had allowed him to surpass men stronger and more powerful than him to claim his seat of authority.
So Simon never ignored his instincts.
If anything, he trusted them—and when his gut told him something required deeper investigation, he dug for answers.
“…I need to hear it firsthand.”
“Hear what?”
“Living information is always at the scene. If I go out and start moving, things will fall into place.”
“Isn’t that a bit too optimistic?”
“Optimistic or not, I have to try something.”
“…Fine. I’ll get everything ready for departure.”
“Mm. Thanks.”
“No need to thank me. This is my job.”
His secretary smiled and helped him put on his coat.
Simon was prepared to run himself ragged until he got what he needed.
If knights fought their wars with swords—
Then my battlefield is wherever information flows.
—Thud!
“…What battlefield, my ass…”
Unlike his confident stride at the start, Simon was now slumped in exhaustion at the center of an empty lot.
His shoes and pants were caked in dirt from hours of running around.
Yet, despite spending seven whole hours gathering intel, he had turned up with almost nothing.
And then—
“…You really didn’t find anything, Simon?”
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- A couple next door fought over something petty.
- A certain man was caught cheating.
- Some shopkeeper mysteriously closed early.
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