Iron Blooded Hound

Chapter 147: Plot Thickens

The next morning came.

The student volunteers managed to sleep two hours longer and woke up at 8 a.m.

Unlike the academy schedule, where students wake up at 6 a.m. and start their day at 8 a.m., the orphanage wakes up at 8 a.m. and starts their day at 10 a.m.

Tudor, Sancho, Piggy, and Vikir, who were sharing a room, got up early, washed themselves, and went out the door.

As Vikir was putting on his shoes and heading out the door, Piggy called out to him.

"Hello, Vikir. Where did you go last night?"

"...?"

Vikir looked up, and Piggy rubbed his sleepy eyes. "I wanted to go to the bathroom, but you weren't in bed."

"I was in the stables then."

"Oh, yeah, right? Oh, when you're in a new place, it's no big deal. I won't.''

Of course, that's a lie.

Vikil spent the whole night checking the kindergarten building.

Even though he had set off a false alarm last night when we lost Guilty during a chase,.

"He's more suspicious than I thought." Change your routine and interrupt the hunt.

But Vikir is human. Humans know how to use tools.

Complete nursery school plans and build a register.

Vikir was able to obtain a copy of the original blueprints for the Indulgentia Orphanage, which allowed him to locate Guilty, the orphanage's director.

"His hiding place was hidden deep in the middle of the child's room." This gave me a clear goal.

Volunteer accommodation was outside the children's center. That is, in order to defeat Guilty, it was necessary to pass through the buildings of four children.

That's why we had to volunteer in as many places as possible during the day to overcome the children's living spaces at night.

In this way, he was able to learn the layout of buildings and plan the best route.

This is his Vikir work today.

"Work hard and sincerely."

He intended to serve the children.

However, Tudor, Sancho, and Piggy, who knew nothing of it, were impressed by Vikiel's spirit of service.

"Vikil. To be honest, I met you again this time. I am embarrassed that you are working so hard for the children and trying to fill your time to earn points. I will follow your example. You must work harder to become a true hero.''

``I thought you were crazy for going against your professors and seniors, but in the end, I realized that you are strong against the strong and weak against the weak. Even though we're classmates, I respect you.''

``Vikil, I'll do my best!''

Of course, Vikile didn't listen to his sentimental friend's words.

The most important thing was not to be recognized and admired by others, but to catch and kill the demon lurking in this orphanage.

Well then.

"Good morning!"

Vikil called out as he headed towards the children's area.

I saw Sinclair waving in that direction.

Tudor, Sancho, and Piggy looked at each other.

Tudor, Sancho, and Piggy looked into each other's faces as no one approached Sinclair.

"?"

"?"

"Hey, you too?"

Well then.

Sinclair came over with a big smile on his face and patted someone on the shoulder.

It was Vikir.

"Brother, why don't you act like you know me?"

"I didn't know that was how you greeted me."

My brother?

Vikir furrowed his brow.

There was something unpleasant about a young girl calling me "bro."

"I'd rather be called Lord."

Vikir then corrected Sinclair's title.

"We're classmates, so please don't call me brother."

"Why?" I'm a year younger than you, and no matter what you say, you're still my brother."

"Because it's unpleasant to hear..."

But Vikir didn't finish his sentence.

Tuk Tuk Tuk Tuk Tuk Tuk

Six hands clasped Bikil's mouth.

"Oh, we love being called big brothers!"

Tudor, Sancho, and Piggy said to Sinclair, putting their hands over Vikiel's mouth.

"...?"

Sinclair tilted his head with rabbit-like eyes, then laughed.

"Yes? If you don't like it, call it something else. I'll think about it until lunch.''

``It hurts!''

``Good luck today, Mr. Tudor, Mr. Sancho, and Mr. Piggy!''

Sinclair waved to everyone with both fists, then turned and ran away. .

In the distance, she was walking in the direction the children were leading.

``Guys, she's back! ``Hooray!''

``Oops, Sister Sinclair, pass!''

Sinclair immediately joined in and started playing with the kids.

Tudor, Sancho, and Piggy's jaws dropped at their innocence.

``Sinclair seems like a very nice kid.''

``He's good at studying, good at magic, and good with kids.''

``And most importantly...''

Three people raised their voices. speak at the same time.

"You're the cutest among the new students!"

At that time,.

``What the hell are they?''

A sneer could be heard behind them.

Everyone turned to see Bianca standing there with her arms crossed.

Bianca said.

``If you're here to serve, serve. Not to judge others behind their backs.''

Tudor, Sancho, and Piggy all grimaced at her horrible words.

...Excluding Vikir.

Bianca looked at Vikir. He stood there motionless, expressionless.

"At least you're a little better. Don't cheat with idiots.''

Then Tudor, who was standing next to Vikir, spoke up.

"Who is stupid?"

"Don't you realize that you and I write similar grades?"

"Where did that come from?" You come to the academy. Before, you went through months of rigorous and expensive tutoring, and I only got this grade by tinkering. I heard that your father spent the entire castle tutoring you, but did he get this grade after all that effort? You are below average. Will you save the face of the nobility?"

"A first grader is caught wearing make-up, yelled at and insulted by a second grader, insults them by flaunting the prestige of the house, and then gets caught by a second grader and wonders if it's so noble." Is that the case? Forced service after becoming an instructor?''Tudor and Bianca were enemies even before they entered the academy, and there was nothing they didn't know about each other.

``What's the point of this bastard showing off his innocent woman's face behind his back?''

``He said he was cute because he thought she was cute, but he doesn't even know that discrimination between commoners and aristocrats is illegal.' At the academy? There's no way you can become a hero because you're full of self-interest!

``Are you ever tired of being a hero? You're like Don Quixote!''

``Dark and sarcastic are trademarks of the House of Usher!''

``You say this in anger. Hmm!"

"You better scream at a rock.

Tudor and Bianca always argued over who was the true head of the Cold Warrior class, and this argument was no exception.

Sancho got fed up and interrupted them.

Meanwhile, Vikir left immediately.

He didn't want to waste any more time getting involved in the children's arguments.

Piggy followed Vikir and said,

"Oh, by the way, Vikil, I have some information to share with you."

"Information? "What?"

"It's no big deal; it's about Sinclair."

...?

Vikir tilted his head.

Piggy scratched his head.

``Nothing really. I saw Sinclair go to the outreach coordinator the other day and ask for something.''

``What?''

``Where to go to volunteer?'' About. She asked me where I was going and asked me to show her the way there. She looked so hopeless."

Piggy chuckled and punched Vikir in the side of the head.

"Did you understand what I wanted to say? Good luck."

Hearing that, Vikir's expression became serious.

He knew exactly what Piggy was talking about.

"Did she really change her volunteer location to follow me around this time?"

It smells like a conspiracy.

At the same time, Vikiel remembered what Sinclair had said yesterday.

"It's a coincidence that we were both assigned to the same location."

"Actually, I saw your volunteer application last week, but I didn't think we would be going to the same location."

"Okay."

Indeed, yesterday was a coincidence. But it was a conscious and carefully planned step.

Vikir looked at Sinclair in the distance.

``Yesterday, when I said that, my heart rate increased abnormally and my breathing became irregular. Those are the characteristics of people who are hiding something.''

An uninhabited world in the age of destruction is natural. However, I am cautious.

The devil is so vicious that he can slip through the cracks and stab you with a deadly stinger.

I wake up even more when I remember the sad and empty faces of his fellow soldiers.

I couldn't feel anything but pure energy in her soul, but I don't know yet.

``It doesn't hurt to be careful,'' he thought, ``but I have to keep my distance.''

Piggy's meaningful warning was also disturbing.

Perhaps he sensed something ominous and wanted to warn me about it.

"Well, if you can get rid of the rats and birds without them noticing, that's enough."

The dead don't have words.

Vikir thanks Piggy for the warning and leaves.

From now on, he plans to keep his distance while carefully monitoring Sinclair's every move.

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