Arms dealer in another world

Arms dealers don't judge good and evil.

Going to Geraf's Slum after sunset is dangerous by itself.

At sunset and darkness, Geraf's slum, where security and public power would fade away, was literally a black street, and the lawlessness spread out.

In that sense, the sun will rise.

The Slum was better than the night. I saw guards wandering around sometimes, and it was normal for rogues and bandits to refrain from swinging their swords in broad daylight.

But that didn't mean the slums were a good place to live during the day. Every time Cecilia and the security guard went to the favela during the day, she was reminded.

Wherever I turned my eyes, there were many beggars and hopeless men. In the alleyway, screams were heard, and guards and Cecilia had a meaningful approach.

“You two there. Is God making love that transcends the species? ”

A man with a sly impression approached the guard and Cecile Leah. One of the guards replied.

“What's going on? ”

"Seems like you don't need anything good."

“Something good? ”

“Yes."

This was not the first time I had been in the Slum for days. Even assuming everything, the security guard asked.

“What's good about it? ”

“There are many things. This is what I particularly like to recommend. They take each other to paradise we've never tasted before. ”

A paper package was placed on the man's hand. There will probably be 'powders’ in the packaging. "Ezra," the most universally universalized drug in the world, followed by "Magika."

The guard declined with a kind word.

“We're not using drugs. ”

The guard and Cecilia both had resolute expressions, even though they had good voices.

“Damn it.”

It's useless to stick around and you can't come out harshly because it's daytime. The man spits on the bar and retreats.

“Humans and Elves look alike, but they're a different species. Is it possible that love transcends race? ”

“I heard it happens sometimes. ”

“I see. That's why you told us that. ”

“This is upsetting. ”

“That's a lot to say. I'm hurt.”

“It's not what the man said, it's what he sells. ”

“Oh, drugs. I agree with you.

It's really offensive. ”

I doubt an armed escort deserves to say this, but basically he hated drugs.

The profession of an arms dealer was not uncommon to come across drugs or to come across junkies. Guards had a lot of temptations, but they never did it after growing up. I thought it was impossible to be addicted to medicine because I was always living in a clear mind and lacked it.

Because of this, I drank little, of course, drugs. I only took caffeine if I needed it.

The irony is that the biggest guests of such security were the South American cartels that run drugs. As a guest, I once received drugs, not cash or precious metals, for the payment of goods. Nevertheless, I hated drugs.

Whenever I encountered such an ironic situation, security said, "Construction division in business must be strict."

It was the same now.

“Where there is no hope, drugs are infested, the drugs become money, and the thieves who seek money bite each other.

This place is as messy as I thought. But it's a good place to do business. "

Then the guard and Cecilia enter the nearby tavern. The "tavern" of the slums was 10 years old when they became intestinal cattle overflowing with gambling, sexual immorality and drugs, but the place where the two people went belonged to a clean axis in the slums.

The two seated in the tavern ordered a simple meal. Both of them didn't like alcohol, so they listened to the stories around them, leaving only food and water.

“Blade Storm…...

“The corpse eagle……:

“The scorpions...

The main topics people shared were about ‘organizations’ that wrinkled the Slum.

After the sun went down, the slums turned dark and violent groups quarrelled over each other.

The elite of the city and the power of the government ignored the violence organization if it did not go crazy from day to day or escape the slums. He even took what he received from a large organization and gave them their convenience.

Under the City's Watch, the City's Dark Side

It was interesting just to hear the stories of gangsters fighting for power.

And a story related to escort, Cecilia.

“Did you hear about the explosive killer? ”

“You mean the guy who blows people up for magic or whatever? ”

“Yes, he came out again two days ago and killed several people. ”

“Apparently, not only the injured organization, but also other places are looking for him. ”

“Isn't this the work of a mad wizard? ”

“I am the prank of the Mages summoned from the horse system

I heard. ”

The guard told Cecilia who was listening to the story of the nearby table.

“We've become quite famous. ”

“I know you've been after this fame from the start, but it's hard to move around now, isn't it? ”

“It's hard, of course. If you have a long tail, you get stepped on. ”

“So what are you going to do? ”

“Since the fame has been sufficiently earned, we should start a business in earnest. ”

Cecilia recalled something about a violent organization a little while ago.

“Are you going to see the gangster boss? ”

“Guess you know a little bit about this now. ”

“You get mixed up with these guys, you're gonna hurt your nose bad. ”

The guard laughs at Cecilia's warning.

“Lady, I appreciate your concern, but this isn't the first time I've done this. I'm more familiar with this than you, and I have a lot of experience. If you have time to worry about me, think about following me. ”

“That's what you did in the other world.

Ninja? This world could be different. ”

“Yes, it was definitely different. Compared to my three neighborhoods, this city is a children's play. ”

“Excuse me?”

In broad daylight, this slum sells drugs that are prohibited by law in the Empire, and becomes lawless for years to come.

The guard kindly explained to Cecile Leah, expressing her distrust.

“The customers who came out of the earth were not like these slum thugs. Killing cops in broad daylight, money.

I killed powerful politicians and lawyers and even killed my family. Of course, killing each other was everyday. For example, a cartel boss who became a brother of the day got caught up in a hostile organization and became a snuff film actor. And a video was sent to me of a live dissection. ”

I shouldn't have exaggerated the guard. His main clients, the South American cartel, were remarkable people who had publicly opposed or even dominated the government.

It was that bad, and it was also rich. The escort who made the deal with them was rich, too.

Cecilia only understands half the security measures. That was enough excitement. The truth is that security made a deal with the demons in this city to make it look like a kid's prank.

“Then... what happened to the men who killed your brother? Did you get your revenge? ”

“Revenge? No, they became my new brothers/

“What?"

“They needed weapons, I needed money. And there was no more reliable arms dealer in the area than me. After a little neurowarfare, we made a deal on the same terms as the rest of the organization. At first the atmosphere was intense, but after making a few trades, they naturally called each other 'Brother’. ”

“Does it matter who the opponent is if he can only sell your goods? The men who killed your brother? ”

“Brotherhood is just a business title after all. If a relationship is broken or one dies in order to feel close to each other,

It was just a relationship that could change at any time. And can you sell water to anyone? Yeah, unless it goes against my code. ”

“Principles……? ”

“Yes, I do not follow the first principle, good and evil. Second, do not cross an insurmountable line. Third, credit is important. It's a basic example. If you sell to anyone who is not in violation of the principle, it is the basis of this business. ”

Cecilia shakes her head, bored. Security didn't feel the need to convince Cecilia.

It was just a commitment.

“The most you need right now is money, and the mission is mine. So follow my lead. ”

“… Got it. ”

Despite her reluctant expression, three Celia nods.

That was enough for the current guard.

The escort who recognized the city's violent organization chose an organization called the Corpse Eagle.

‘As far as I can tell, the organization in this city seems to be the least crazy and the most entrepreneurial. ’

‘Businessmen... That's what gangsters do. ’

‘Yeah, well, gangsters don't change. But not all gangsters are the same. At least I can tell the difference between being less crazy and being crazier. It's always better to trade with a less insane person. Things that go beyond common sense are less likely to happen. ’

So the guard and Cecilia went to "The Corpse Eagle Repair."

The headquarters of the corpse eagle was the building above the Slum.

It appeared to be a small and healthy building even in the slums, but in the interior, it was a creepy place where gambling, drinking, and all sorts of things happen from women.

Even though it had already fallen, the guard boldly entered the headquarters of the corpse eagle with only Cecilia.

The thugs who saw the strange guards and Cecilia repairing the corpse poison sent a vigilant glance instead of greeting them as guests.

“Who are you? ”

Guards, keep your heads down.

I told you.

“I'm here to see the boss. ”

“Excuse me?”

Whether it was because of the guard's manners and modesty, the gangsters did not immediately overestimate it as crazy.

"Do you have an appointment with your boss? ”

“No, I'm not.”

“... So you know the boss? ”

“No, I'm not.”

After checking a few things, the gangsters reveal their true colors.

“Son of a bitch! ”

“You know where this is, if you die or don't want to

Get lost! ”

As the atmosphere intensified, Cecilia also took her hand to the sword at her waist. I was confident that I would slaughter a few dozen of these gangsters.

But before I got here, security asked me to. The guards ordered us not to draw our swords unless Cecilia herself was at risk.

After all, Cecilia did not draw her sword. Instead, the guard whispers to the man who appears to be the leader of the strong.

“… What? ”

“Yes, it's true. Just like that to the boss.

Tell him. ”

The thug calms down his companions and runs inside.

Cecilia whispered to the guard because of a sudden change in attitude.

“What did he say? ”

“I know the identity of the explosive killer. ”

I'm sure the guard didn't know who the bomber was, but I can't believe he'd just stand here and say that. What the hell?

What do you mean, what are you thinking?

The only thing standing between Cecilia and the gangsters was security.

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