The World-Class Extra’s Walkthrough - Chapter 27

Episode 27

Cards and Cards

An evening with dusk falling.

I received the meal from Lucard, put it on the table in the room, and waited for my companions.

“Why are you so late?”

Carls and Thompson had gone out to get some supplies, following my instructions.

Of course, taking into account that we are now ‘prison escapees’, we planned a route so that we would not encounter the city guard.

It was arranged so that you could only move through the back alleys and stop by the shops.

Even if you meet someone, it will only be a black society bastard.

They all said that Carls was an opponent that would be good for a few hits.

“But it’s taking a strangely long time?”

It’s normal to be back before dinner.

What’s going on?

At that time, the door to the room opened wide and Tyrvaen came in.

“After washing and resting, I feel refreshed.”

She walked at a leisurely pace and sat down in front of the table.

“Master, that…. Ah!”

I raised my head without thinking and had no choice but to hastily look away.

Embarrassingly, the little witch was sitting cross-legged on an old chair, wearing only a shower gown.

Of course, I would have packed everything I needed to wear inside.

“hmm? Why are you doing this? “What’s on the floor?”

“What can there be! “Please dress properly in front of your students!”

Even though she looked like an old witch, I couldn’t help but be embarrassed because she had her legs clearly exposed.

This was especially true when I knew that the witch was actually a minor!

“Why are you giggling? Are you embarrassed? “Newly?”

“It’s not something to be ashamed of!”

“No?”

Clap, clap, clap!

What is this kid thinking?

“Hey, what happened? Carls will be back soon anyway. “You can’t keep doing that.”

“Oh, Sir Silion will be here soon!”

Tyrvaen hurriedly gathered up her gown and disappeared into her room.

…Does this feel a bit bad?

It’s okay to show me in a gown, but it’s not okay for Karls, right?

‘You can’t even be treated like a man.’

It’s so sad, so sad.

In fact, from Tyrvaen’s perspective, Gilroshan would be nothing more than a disciple who could not escape his worries.

In particular, I would be very concerned about the witch who had the memories of past Tirvaens and was also a disciple of each of them.

‘It’s an unnecessary thought, though.’

anyway.

“Carls, what time is this guy? Are you falling into a sewer somewhere and not coming back?”

When I was grumbling while looking at the food getting cold.

“It’s late, sir.”

“I’ve been there. Heh heh.”

Carls and Thompson showed up late.

“Hey you…!”

I walked towards them and stopped.

“what? you guys…? “Why did you run?”

This was because the two people were sweating profusely.

The climate here in Aurax is dry and cold, so there wasn’t much to sweat like this.

However, the two people were panting as if they had sprinted.

Isn’t this very ominous?

First, I sat them down on a chair, gave them each a glass of water, and asked them a serious question.

“Surely a battle broke out? With the guards?”

Then Carls and Thompson drank water and shook their heads.

“That’s not it. But it almost happened.”

“Oh, while I was walking around the alley, I ran into some city guard guys, right?”

“…?”

I was a little taken aback by those words.

If I had followed the route I had planned, that wouldn’t have happened.

Because I made them go around the points where the guards were stationed.

If you took a detour like that, you might be a little slower, but you wouldn’t have run into them, right?

“Aren’t you going the wrong way?”

“No!”

“You really only went the way I instructed?”

I double checked it.

But the answer that came back to the two was even more perplexing.

“I only went along the path clearly indicated. However, security guards were patrolling with wanted leaflets.”

“So I took a new route and took a further detour. “I went further back to the side streets of black society where the security guards never walked.”

“I thought so?”

“No, well! Are there guards roaming those roads too? So I had a hard time avoiding them.”

“…There are security guards roaming even the side streets of the Black Society?”

After listening to that, I had a rough idea of what was going on.

This is a ‘strengthening of security posture’ throughout Aurax.

It was the only time that the city guards, who rotated regularly and only monitored designated areas, changed their attitude and moved irregularly.

‘But why?’

I have no idea why security was strengthened.

Why?

‘Have I ever had an accident like that?’

I quietly began to recall past events in my mind.

‘The first thing I received after falling here was the prison escapee quest. After that, the savior quest was immediately connected.’

And….

‘All I did was rob the Black Society in the black market minigame, escape from there, and come into this bar?’

There’s no problem at all?

‘Strengthen security posture’ was an order that was issued only when an Imperial player appeared in the middle of the city and started making noise.

It’s not like I’m being assigned to catch some minor prison escapees like now…

Oh, wait a minute.

‘Imperial player?’

I suddenly feel cold.

Right after we first fell into Auracus and were thrown into the dungeon.

High Priest Varmilo, who secretly visited Kals and Tyrvaen, told us that the Titan Special Forces classify us as ‘enemy elements’ and plan to expel or execute us.

In other words, we were now regarded as ‘enemy troops from the Empire’ by other revolutionary factions except the Aeolem Church.

…Imperial player.

‘Enemy elements brought over from the empire.’

That’s who we were.

Right now, the outside world is completely covered up to catch ‘Imperial Army prison escapees’.

I touched my forehead and sighed.

‘shit. I should have taken into account the fact that I am the 3rd Prince of Gilroshan and not the player character.’

I just thought about the original.

He almost killed Carls and Thompson senselessly because he let his guard down and said he knew the city’s security arrangements by heart.

“lily? “I’m really hungry. Can I have something to eat first?”

“Uh-huh! “This guy is up and down even in cold water!”

“Oh, this is hot soup, not cold water!”

I felt extremely sorry to see the two of them fighting over food, not knowing that they were almost going to die.

“…Eat, eat. Eat all mine too. “Would you like me to order more?”

“Thank you!”

“Then I will listen first.”

They must have been hungry so they started eating two servings each.

At that time, Tirvaen returned in casual clothes.

“O Lord Silion! Yes?”

She was about to welcome Carls back, but when she noticed that my expression was unusual, she blinked.

“What’s going on?”

There’s no need to hide this.

“The opposing forces of the Aeolem Church are acting more actively than I thought. “They strengthened the security of the entire city of Aurax to catch us.”

“then?”

“You have to move a little more carefully. “I don’t want to disappear into the guillotine.”

Carls’ face stiffened as he picked up the salad, and Tyrvaen swallowed dry saliva.

I chuckled.

“But you don’t need to worry too much. “There are things like this.”

“huh?”

“Now take it.”

What I presented to the two people were the fake IDs that Old Man Barmilo had obtained.

“This…?”

“The identities we will use until this incident is over. “Make sure you memorize each person’s name and age well so you don’t get confused when you get checked.”

Kals and Tyrvaen began to look at the fake ID with curiosity.

Hiccup.

“…?”

“It’s me! “I didn’t see anything!”

Thompson, who was eating bread dipped in soup, started waving his hands with a white face.

Kalls and Tyrbaen, who were confused for a moment, soon realized the situation and laughed together.

“Are you scared, Thompson?”

“Tsk, tsk, I was unmanly scared.”

“…Hiccup!”

I also chuckled.

Thompson probably thought we were just a bunch of con artists who got into trouble and were on the run.

Or a real cooperative group.

However, ‘opposing forces of the Church of Aeolem’ appear.

Because of this, security throughout the city has been strengthened.

Now that fake IDs have appeared in my hands…

‘I guess I’m getting caught up in something bigger than I thought.’

But in my plan, he played a much safer role than I thought.

Shall we start soon?

“Thompson, don’t you want to try being a security guard?”

“yes?”

“Aren’t you interested in joining the city guard?”

“…It can’t be possible! Becoming a security guard has been my dream since childhood!”

Well then, I’m glad.

This guy didn’t need a fake ID.

At least that was the case in my plan.

The miracle of a back alley gangster becoming a security guard.

“Just do what I tell you. “I will make you a security guard.”

“What do you mean?”

“You are going to make a very big contribution. Oh, but you know how to pickpocket, right?”

“…?”

* * *

Catching Chero, a fraudster, was really no task.

That guy was an NPC that was set up so weak that anyone could overpower him.

‘Everyone, whether a melee warrior or a backline wizard, should be able to easily catch them and learn about the fate cards.’

But at the same time, strangely enough, it was also immortal.

This is also a similar reason.

‘Because even if one NPC dies, the functions of the fate card cannot be removed.’

So even if you kill it, it will reappear and even if you go to another city, it will walk around looking the same.

If you just look at it, it’s almost creepy.

So, it was correct to say that Chero was in fact a divine being.

‘There are some loose ends and oddities here and there, though.’

There were a couple of elements in Chero that could be considered hidden pieces or Easter eggs in < Shin.Ver.se >.

‘If hitting a player hard on the back of the head is a hidden piece, it is also a hidden piece.’

Perhaps this is also what God Soft intends to do.

No matter how much the players tried, the fate card was ultimately a ‘random draw’.

Anyway, I was planning to use it from now on.

“Are you ready Thompson?”

“Yes…”

It was early in the morning when Kals and Tyrvaen were still asleep.

I took Thompson out and hid in the alley.

Where we were looking, there was an old man lying in a state of despair.

That was the ‘Card Fraudster’.

As expected, it is the same.

Thompson, who was next to me, swallowed dry saliva and said.

“What should I do now?”

“It’s simple.”

My plan was as follows:

“Follow that guy all day and put a silver coin in each pocket.”

“…yes? Haha, I think I heard something wrong.”

Thompson picked his ears and asked again.

“You mean to steal silver by taking it out rather than putting it in?”

But no.

“No, you heard correctly. I’ll give you 50 silver coins first, so keep adding them. In that gentleman’s pocket. “If it’s not enough, tell me.”

“Why why? Do you have to do such cool things? “Can’t I just keep it?”

“Use it! “Just keep it. Then the security guard will go over the water.”

“Taheheuk.”

I handed the bag of silver coins to Thompson.

Thompson chewed his appetite and put it away.

Now, the preparation is complete.

‘Let’s take care of our cards properly.’

The conman Chero hates Eunhwa like a vampire.

But what if unidentifiable silver coins keep appearing in your chest?

What will happen?

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