The quality of the gaze of the men staring at you in military uniform has changed.
Perhaps' disposition 'is definitive.
And then I think he thinks it's how much information we can get.
"Who was the person you saw, come on, will you answer me?
Already, the man hasn't made a smile.
Still, only the voice color, is barely sweet.
"... a criminal with a serious incident..."
"Oh no! We can't overlook that as adventurers either! Who!?"
"I thought you said I was serious. I don't speak to frigid people who can't speak of Adventurer Rank or Registration Number......!
The moment you cut off your uniform, the kick flew silently. Of course, I'll prevent this, too.
"... Gu... Gu!
"No, you can't, you have to answer me properly. I thought you said we were working for the Alliance. And you're the suspect. Even if" I Seen a Criminal "alone determines Danmari, it just seems like a lie to deceive the non-. Who is it? Can you tell me?
Even objectively, their words and deeds are strange.
I think you're right to say that it's fallacious to shut up just because you 'saw a criminal'. Then adding the names of criminals there shouldn't add credibility.
From them, I feel an obsessive will to get the name of 'someone' out of anything.
…………
But military uniforms don't answer.
Apparently he's going to rush it.
"Olah! Let's just say it!
Two, three shots and a kick in.
You seem to be completely oblivious.
If I hadn't guarded this with my demon wall, I'd think I'd be seriously injured by a fracture or a ruptured gut class. Whether you're in a hurry or simply not thinking enough, in any case, it's not a decent thing to do.
"Ugh..."
Your uniform gets a groan. It was a voice that felt properly frightened.
I don't know why, but it's really awesome acting.
"Look, if we keep this up, it's gonna hurt more, okay? If you're honest with me, I can set you free."
"Ho, if you really say your name... will you give me back...?
"Oh...... I promise..."
In a gentle voice, the man nodded.
The uniform bit her lips, and then, to squeeze them out, she gave her name.
"... Menno, it's..."
"Ho! Menno! You think it's that submissive Menno?
Their expressions are hard on the back of the tone that makes them look like little fools.
"You don't even have to be told a story that suddenly doesn't even clap like that. Well, I don't think you believe any of it, do you? Or do you have one? Something, even conclusive evidence."
"There is important material, not evidence"
"May I ask you something? What's that?
Once she shut up, she opened her mouth again.
"My ability - no, my physique."
"Physical constitution? I don't know what that means. I wonder what that means?
A strange response, indeed. I didn't expect to be asked for evidence and talk about my constitution.
But if it's a lie, it's too unnatural and crude. I guess the men know that, too. Now I don't kick, I'm waiting for the words to continue.
"I was born in a physical condition capable of sensing witchcraft."
"Magic sensing!? Impossible! Yea! Do you know how rare talent is what you are saying!?"
"It's not magic sensing. It's magic sensing."
"What? Magic? I mean, anything? You can't sense magic, but you think you can sense magic?
"Exactly. Precisely because you can feel the moment it's activated, it doesn't work on the magic already used."
That's an unusual ability again.
But now I know.
I used a slight wind technique when I was giving my sister Rockall's juice in the stall, but after that, she asked me if I had used magic because I felt the activation?
That's how I actually see your military uniforms incompetent, but these guys aren't. It seems hard to believe, coupled with its ability to be too rare.
"You! I'm guessing you're telling me to leave from the mouth!?"
"My abilities, for once, are scarce. There are not many who know. But you know my father, and the Count."
I mean, he said he was tattooed by a great guy.
On the other hand, you want to say that you have trust.
"... hard to believe, but let's put it down first. So, you're the one, and how did you discover Menno?
"Authenticator."
"What, you say it's an authenticator?
"I don't know how, but Menno's face had changed. And the hair color. But the magical certification for entering and exiting the Viscount Denen residence was no different than it was before when we came to our house. Seriously, my face changed, so I guess if it wasn't for the same authenticator, I wouldn't have been able to prove it was me. I saw the moment the symbol was used. And the man with the face-altering authenticator looked at me, and he was gnawed. So I was convinced. That must be Menno."