Chapter 91 - 91. She, Not Him

Yorfang, who was lying on the other side, was still not waking up.

She pulled her subspace pouch from her bosom.

[It looks like a subspace pouch. I never thought she would carry that precious thing. Could that be stolen? ]

As Sierra said, since it is belonging to a thief, it is likely to be stolen, which means that it has an owner.

"That wouldn't be it, because she would have been known if she had stolen something as rare as a subspace pouch."

If you try to catch Jorphang in the game and take the subspace pouch or magic thread...

'That's not stolen! Mine! ...Really!!'

... I could hear lines like that, so I don't think I need to worry about that.

At that time, the player was able to spit out such lines to Yorfang.

'Well, isn't the victim unlucky?'

Unfortunately, he couldn't say such a line because Yorfang had passed out.

The subspace pouch and magic thread were rewards given to the player who caught Jorphang.

I put my arm in Yorfang's subspace pouch.

Even though it was a surprisingly small pocket, there was a space wide enough to fit the entire arm.

I found a picture there and took it out.

Then he approached the wall where the painting was and groped for it.

After finding the nail, hang the picture in place.

Even Sierra knew that there was a painting here. Sierra had spoken to me while passing this hallway before.

Sierra, who was standing by my side, asks me a question.

[Did you know that Yorfang would come to this place? ]

"Well, since I knew that Jorphang collects art pieces... But I didn't know he would come."

[Is this painting that great? ]

Sierra caresses her chin and examines her painting.

The painting depicts the hero and the members of the hero's party. They seemed to be huddled together as if taking a group photo.

Right now, without the Demon King and the Hero, the balance is in balance, but as soon as either of them appears, the scales that were barely balanced will tip over immediately.

Warrior.

The only one who can stand against the Demon King.

As you progress through the game, you will often come across hints that this being that has fallen into the yoke of extinction will someday reappear in the world.

The hero is 'reincarnated'.

In fact, the hero has already been reincarnated.

But still too young

It wasn't enough to protect myself.

How to protect a young warrior who can't handle the holy sword properly.

Protecting the reincarnated hero from the demons was a big part of the main story.

This could be seen as an important key to reach a happy ending.

In the picture, the face of a blonde man in the center, a warrior grinning so much that his teeth are visible, stands out.

I have to protect him, no, 'her her'.

After staring at the painting, I turned my back and walked towards Yorfang.

Now it was my turn to 'clean up'.

'First of all, I have to use the subspace pocket...'

I took out the large sack I had prepared in advance from my bosom.

It contained all the items she stole from her academy this time, which were stored in the pockets in her sack.

Accessories and all sorts of small pockets, things that look like valuables at a glance, are pouring out in abundance.

The items Yorfang has stolen so far are probably stored separately in her secret storage room. Even subspace pockets have limits.

Then, she tucked her bag, which had become heavy, into the arm of Yorfang, who had fallen.

It didn't matter what kind of existence Yorfang was anyway, so it didn't matter whether she used a sack or a subspace bag.

However, the poor condition of her jorpan made her worried about whether she would be able to locate her warehouse properly.

"Hmm..."

I pulled out the thread hidden in the hem of her Yorfang's sleeve and lifted it up to examine it.

Sierra immediately noticed and alerted me as soon as the thread hit her urethra.

I decided to leave it as is, and it turned out like this.

'Was it Arachne's thread?'

It seems to have quite a lot of uses, so I decided to keep this for now.

... Let's leave it up to Yorfang to explain how she stole the goods.

[Hehe, rob a thief...]

Sierra smiled as if she was satisfied with the irony of the situation.

That's how I ate her jorpang, grabbed her jorpang's arm, and dragged her out of the hallway.

Not long after, I was able to meet Kaliman, who was looking around with a torch.

"Cadet Zeto, what's behind that...?"

Kaliman approached me and asked.

"I want a shoplifter to come around."

I replied and smiled brightly.

***

ㅡ Smart.

Followed by a knocking sound.

"Come in."

The solemn voice of a man in the room is heard.

Immediately a woman opens the door and enters.

This room, which looked like an office, was lit by a single candle that had been hurriedly taken out, and it was quite dark.

A woman approaches a man who is sitting at a desk writing something and opens his mouth.

"Master, the thief Yorfang has been captured."

"Who caught you?"

"I'm Cadet Jetto."

"Heh heh, is that the name again? He seems to be solving all the incidents and accidents that happen at the academy."

The wise man in the form of Hubert Graham, the president of the academy, laughs heartily.

The sage is currently in the open class period, so he is staying in the chairman's office instead of the usual depths of the labyrinth.

They were already aware of the existence of the phantom thief Yorfang.

As a sage, he tried not to intervene in the affairs of the academy as much as possible, so he suggested letting it go, but touching the 'dew on the world tree' crossed the line he had drawn.

So he had sent Ithea to keep things quiet.

Even though Itea looked like an ordinary maid or secretary on the outside, it was a golem containing the essence of magic engineering researched by a sage.

Not to mention fighting power.

But I guess there was no need for that.

"I came back immediately after seeing Yorfang pass out after touching Cadet Zeto's urethra, but this time it may be more like a coincidence."

This Thea reported, bowing her head slightly.

"It must have been eroded by this. Whether it's coincidence or not, they're friends who get involved a lot. The Sword Saint and the Saint are like that... How did you come across the phantom thief this time?"

The sage who put the fountain pen down on the desk asked Itea a question.

"Yorfang touched the picture of the master and his colleagues in the building. There was a cadet Zeto nearby."

"A painting...?"

The sage's eyebrows furrowed at the words that he dared to touch the painting of the warrior's party.

It was a very precious painting to him.

It was the kind of painting I hung up in memory of the founders of Innocence Academy.

Of course, those at the academy didn't know that the picture was of a warrior's party.

It happened because even though there were statues of the members of the warrior party in the labyrinth, it didn't resemble the painting at all, probably because the sage's aesthetic sense was quite bizarre.

"Fortunately, I was caught right away."

Itea hinted at such words to calm the sage's anger.

"Whoa... Anyway, since it happened inside the academy, it must be under our jurisdiction."

At the words of the sage who sighed, this Thea nodded her head in affirmation.

Because Innocence Academy did not belong to any country, it had the power to handle these matters independently.

"Then... Let's send it to 'Gehenna'."

"Okay. I'll pass that on to Principal Julius Klaus."

As Thea answered and lowered her head, the magical power lamp on her ceiling turned on and her room was brightly lit.

The sage, who raised his head and looked at the lamp, opened his mouth.

"Looks like you got back to your place quickly."

"Master, it will be official that Cadet Zeto captured the thief, so how do you plan to compensate for this?"

Itea looked at the sage and asked a question.

Contrary to their thoughts of trying to handle it quietly, Jeto, who was an academy cadet, intervened and it became an official affair.

The sage drools at her question.

"Hmm... It's a reward..."

***

There was a chill in the carriage with no window to look out.

The carriage was running towards Gehenna, the continent's largest prison where only the most vicious prisoners were confined.

It was such a notorious prison that no one has ever succeeded in breaking out of it, to the extent that it is often said that death is escape if you are imprisoned in Gehenna.

Inside the carriage, a woman sat with her legs trembling in annoyance, and Yorfang, who was across from her, had her arms and legs restrained.

Even the uniform he was wearing at the time of his arrest was stolen, so he was wrapped in rags.

The brown-haired woman in front of Yorfang, Reina muttered.

"Why can't I win...?"

In the process of transporting Yorfang to Gehenna, an academy related person was required to accompany him.

It was difficult to escape or be attacked by bandits during the transfer process, so someone who felt as safe as possible when riding with them had to step in.

As a result, the black-blooded three were naturally mentioned, and the work was left to the three.

Even though they were instructors, they didn't have to conduct classes because it was an open class period.

Even for them, going to Gehenna was a hassle.

In the end, at Reina's suggestion, they dare to play 'rock, paper, scissors' that has been around since childhood.

'If that's the case with Edward, why is Carly so lucky if she makes a bet like this...'

Again, the loser was Raina.

If she had a bet like this, she seldom followed her luck.

Soon, Rayna leaned her head behind her and caught Jorfang in her eyes, who was trembling in front of her.

The fact that Yorfang was a younger woman than I thought was shocking to Reina in its own way.

Seeing the tone of her notice, she assumed that Yorfang would be a man with a mustache.

'More than that...'

At that time, Reina and Yorfang's eyes meet.

"..."

Then, Yorfang avoids Reina's gaze and lowers her head. Her body was still shaking.

'I thought it was Zeto who caught him.'

As a blind man, he was good at catching a thief who was not an ordinary thief, but did something happen in the process of catching him?

Yorfang felt as if he had been severely tortured somewhere. However, there were no traces of torture, not even a small wound.

In the first place, I couldn't even imagine a scene like Jetto torturing someone. It seemed that Jetto had no reason to torture her.

After coming to his senses, Yorfang immediately admitted that he was Yorfang after grasping the situation, and even blown the location of the warehouse.

She didn't deny anything.

The warehouse was handed over to the local guards and they immediately started investigating, and this led to the appearance of the secret warehouse of Jorphang, a famous thief on the continent.

Just when I asked her to explain how she was caught, Yorfang suddenly sparked a match. She frothed with severe confusion.

She asked Jetto about this and said that he only lightly stunned him.

Then Priscilla, who checked her condition in her jorpan, said there was nothing wrong with her health.

During this process, Priscilla noticed Yogi remaining in Yorfang's body, but she did not inform her.

In the end, Edward said, 'The criminal has been caught, and that's the end of it.' He erased the doubts of others.

Reina was still curious about her personally, so she said her words to Yorfang in front of her.

"What about Zeto?"

When Zeto's name was mentioned in Reina's mouth, her Yorfang's eyes widened and she finally covered her ears and muttered.

"Purple... Purple... Purple... Purple..."

Yorfang, whose body was trembling severely, just repeated words of unknown meaning.

"..."

Reina, who was watching her like that, clicks her tongue once and closes her eyes.

***

There was a girl in a small village on the continent, in a modest orphanage.

Other children of the same age in the orphanage would say, 'Hey!' 'At there!' The girl shouted something like that and ran brightly through the field, but the girl didn't seem to be interested in this at all.

A woman who was the director of an orphanage sneaks up on the girl.

"Ray, aren't you interested in hanging out with her other friends?"

The director was worried that her girl didn't seem to get along well with her friends.

"...Not Ray."

The girl with her arms crossed answered briefly, looking at her director with her pouty face.

"Ah, that's right. I asked him to call me Leon. Ray, no... Leon seems to like the hero a lot...?"

Leaving behind her director's sweet voice, Ray raised her head and looked up at the sky.

'...I can still feel the reaction of the holy sword.'

The girl felt the energy of her holy sword above her sky, reasserting her own existence.

The girl remembered that she was the 'Hero Leon' in her previous life.

Hero Leon was reincarnated.

A girl named Ray, who resembles Leon's blonde hair and red eyes.

However, it was extremely painful for Leon, who was a healthy adult man, to become a newborn baby.

Now that she's become a full-fledged girl after a few years, she's at least okay.

Although being a 'girl' is still a problem.

Ray was worried about her with a serious expression when her director approached and she didn't take care of herself.

For some reason, she still couldn't handle the holy sword properly.

Even summoning was impossible.

Did the holy sword judge that the body was still too weak to handle the holy sword?

Ray secretly went out of the orphanage every night to practice repeatedly, but it might take some time.

"Ray...Would you like to play with me?"

A boy of his age came up to Ray and scratched his head before asking cautiously in a shy voice.

It was a boy who showed interest in Ray recently, that is to say 'rationally'.

"That... Don't look at me that way!"

Immediately, Ray shook his arm and drew a firm line.

The director covered her mouth with her hand, perhaps shocked by her reckless behavior.

Ray's personality has become much more eccentric than when he was Leon, the warrior who always smiles brightly.

It was unavoidable for him or for her.

This was to keep face as the hero Leon and not to lose something important as a man.