Damn, I recarneted As A Judge in Fantasy World

Chapter 101: It’s Time To Leave

"If he really came here as spy, he wouldn't have that look in his eyes, right?" Besides, he wouldn't have looked at it so openly.

But then suddenly, something strange happened. Martin's character information floating in the air changed in real-time.

'Huh? This is possible too?'

Surprisingly, the words "Spying" and "Malicious Activities" disappeared from the Status tab.

Instead, "Curiosity" and "Anticipation" filled the space. It wasn't difficult to guess why this change had occurred.

'I guess he changed his mind.'

If he like the place he infiltrated as a spy so much, he'll just settle in.

It was a very plausible story. It's true that I was a little reluctant, as I had originally approached it with bad intentions.

On the other hand, I thought it was a good thing. Anyway, it's unlikely that a skilled tailor will change jobs. It would have been a good choice to just absorb this spy.

'Besides, no matter what he do, he can't escape my sight.'

If I monitor him through the employee management window, I can capture everything he do.

I ended the conversation briefly. "If you work hard, I will take care of you until the end."

"Uh… yes."

"So, please show your trust. The accommodation is still under construction, so it will take a few months for you to move in."

"Is this a similar building to this one?"

"Yes. I'm not the type of person to skimp on employee benefits. You can start coming to work tomorrow."

"Yep!" Martin answered vigorously and returned with a smiling face.

I smiled wryly and muttered to myself, "I wonder what the old Able would have done in my place."

He doesn't seem like such a foolish person. I don't know anymore. Sometimes people make stupid choices even when it's obvious.

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Midias was growing explosively. Vargas' laboratory, staff quarters, ranch, and garment factory were built at the same time.

With all kinds of supplies coming in, even well-paved roads were of no use. There would probably be dissonances here and there.

'I wish I could control everything, but... there's no such situation right away.'

Now it's time to leave for Delia.

"I will take good care of you," I said.

"Don't worry too much. I'll do my best."

"Yes, I will only trust Deacon Xavier. Thank you for your hard work."

I waved lightly at the butlers who came out to see me off. It was at that moment that the carriage was about to leave the Duchy of Carriers. Suddenly, a loud shout was heard from somewhere.

"Your Highness! Please come back quickly!"

"I will wait with a grateful heart!"

The workers who had taken over the entire hill were shouting with their hands together. Some people could not hold back their emotional waves and even cried out loud.

"It's incredible that such a great person has to go through such a long and difficult journey…"

"Sigh! I hope you are at peace wherever you are."

Judging by the size of the place, it seemed like almost all the employees had come out. It's not worth having such a grand send-off.

'Actually, I didn't do much for them.'

I was just sharing some of the wealth I got for free by possessing Able body.

And it wasn't just losses that were suffered. I made a lot of money through various businesses. Still, to have such a reaction, their life up until now must have been quite difficult.

I was staring blankly out the window when the coachman suddenly spoke to me. This guy's name was Brandon, I think.

It was the very person who had a tearful expression on his face as he got off without stepping on his own back.

"Your Highness, may I just say a few words?"

"Yes, feel free to talk."

"Why is everyone happy?"

"I can't say I know anything about that."

"It is all because Your Majesty has shown hope and trust."

The coachman smiled happily and chatted excitedly. There might be a job somewhere that pays a lot of money.

However, it is said that there is no employer who takes care of the birthdays and congratulatory events of his subordinates.

He kept praising me until my mouth was watering, but my face turned red for no reason. Praise can make even a whale dance, but it's a bit strange when it's done right in front of the person concerned, right?

"Thank you for thinking of me as such and not treating me like a fool."

"Oh, that can't be true. If someone were to underestimate and deceive Your Majesty, he would be severely beaten."

"Haha!"

Brandon's antics brought a cheerful smile to my lips. This was all proof that I had done well so far.

'Let's not lose my original intention in the future.'

Whether the world is dark fantasy or hell, I will walk the path no matter what. With that determination, I leaned back against the chair.

For over a week, the journey went very smoothly. Perhaps because the escort troops were with us, there were no bandits or monsters attacking us.

But it was at a time when I was crossing the western part of the empire.

Bam!

The carriage, which was turning a corner, suddenly slowed down.

"Ugh! I'm sorry, Your Highness." Mr. Brandon quickly looked behind him and checked the passengers' safety.

Cordell McNeil and I were possessors of supernatural physical abilities. Even if something sudden happened, we were able to respond adequately.

"We're fine. What's going on anyway?"

"It looks like there was a landslide. The road is completely blocked."

I looked out the window. The long, narrow path was gone, and a black pile of dirt had piled up like a mountain.

"We have to find another way. Can we turn around and go back?"

"It's a bit of a dangerous course. We have to pass near the lava field over there."

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"Ah..."

The Magretta volcano in the western part of the empire was an area known for its magma eruptions that occurred unexpectedly.

Normally, it would be okay to just pass by, but sometimes it would cover the entire area in an instant.

If you were unlucky, you could die a violent death in the blink of an eye.

This was exactly the kind of accident Brandon warned about.

"I'd rather forge a new path. Or dig like crazy."

All I had to do was just clear away whatever was blocking the road. Sure, it might take a few days, but don't we have a sturdy lock here?

When I looked at him with a secret look, Cordell made a disgusted expression.

"Your Majesty? Surely you wouldn't tell me to dig a hole?"

"I haven't even opened my mouth yet. Don't jump to conclusions."

"Somehow, I had a feeling that the you say that. I'm telling you this out of concern, but I'm not a knight of the Carriers family..."

"I know. You are Black something."

"I am an agent."

"Anyway, you're saying you can't dig?"

"Wow! Look at this. Isn't that what you were going to order me to do?"

I shrugged my shoulders slightly.

Then I got out of the carriage and looked west. The Magretta volcano was incredibly quiet. But for some reason, a feeling of unease rose up in me.

'They said it was the calm before the storm. There was no need to go to such a dangerous area.'

However, breaking new ground was incredibly difficult. I don't know if it would be different in a wide field, but this is a quiet path in the middle of a mountain.

But why did we come this way?

If we don't pass near the Magretta volcano, the trip will more than double in time. It's a little rough, but this is the shortcut.

Knock knock!

I opened the carriage's cargo box and took out a shovel.

'This is a situation where I can't do anything. In that case, there's no other way than to tackle it head-on.'

I'll show you the possessed digging of a reserve sergeant...

Oh, I was exempted from military service when I passed the police exam. Anyway, I'm saying that my skills aren't dead yet.

"No, what if Your Majesty does something like this?"

Brandon approached with a pale face. How could one not be surprised when a man as tall as a peacock comes out carrying a shovel?

But I'm not the type of person to brag about my high status or to leave things up to others.

"It's okay. I have to do what I have to do. Besides, it's not like you can get help, right?"

"Ah..."

Boom! Boom!

Whether Uncle Brandon was fidgeting or not, I started digging. As the movements were full of skill and power, the pile of dirt was quickly cleared away.

But suddenly, a grumbling sound was heard from behind. It was Cordell McNeil's bold voice.

"Is this really the case?"

"What?"

"If you step forward like that, what will become of me?"

"A trash knight who just stands there and watches his escort take the lead?"

"You said it. You finally said it."

Cordell shook his head and began to dig.

Soon after, Brandon arrived carrying rope, a sack, and other things. It looked like they were trying to tie up rocks and roll them down a slope. But it was at that very moment.

Boom! Bam!

"Eww!"

He thrust the blade hard, and a scream erupted with a sharp sound.

The scream caught everyone off guard.

Cordell jumped back instinctively, his hands tightening around the hilt of his shovel, while Brandon dropped his tools, his face paling.