Damn, I recarneted As A Judge in Fantasy World

Chapter 32: Margot bandits

"Name."

"… … ."

I asked the question, but the man said nothing.

This guy appeared out of nowhere and blocked my path. Anyone could see that he was a person related to thieves. The man was on his knees, just shedding sad tears.

For a man as big as a mountain to do that, he looked very pitiful. But there was no mercy in my gavel.

**Bam!**

"Take it!"

"Let's go quickly and without bothering each other. Tell me your name!"

As the small hammer hit his head, a suppressed scream came out. But there was still no answer.

"Under! This guy has a temper tantrum. Okay. You die today and I die."

I rolled up my sleeves and waved my arms around widely.

Soon the gavel let out a red-hot glare.

This was because the beast's heart was activated reflexively. Then the man shook his shoulders from side to side. It was like dancing the fur dance.

From another perspective, it seemed like he was being overly cute to the point of making his hands and feet curl up.

"If you don't want to be hit, just tell me. Is it hard to reveal your name?"

"Eww! Eww!"

But all he could do was moan with a red-faced expression. Suddenly, someone came up to me and subtly gave me his opinion.

"I… I don't think he can speak?"

"Aha? So that's what it was?"

He had been beaten so badly that his face was swollen. It was as if he had been stung hundreds of times by a wasp.

So, he must have just let out a strange groan. The reason he was shaking his shoulders so proudly was probably because his arms were tied.

"If you had such concerns, you should have told me in advance."

"Wouldn't it have been impossible to say something like that?"

"Oh! What are you? Why are you so perceptive?"

Only then did I look back at the person who had approached me.

Since there was no threat, I just left it alone, but I thought it would be useful to please the public.

"Hehehe! Please call me Colver."

"The names do not match."

I was impressed by the phrase that suddenly came to mind.

The character information system was a truly fraudulent capability.

Because I can filter out most of the lies the other person tells. Even now, haven't I caught the attempt to hide your identity? I grabbed the bastard by the collar and said,

"Where are you coming from? Tell me your real name."

"That, that's… Keyshawn."

Then, a hologram window suddenly appeared.

**<Person information>**

- **Name:** Keyshawn

- **Identity:** Runaway serf

- **Position:** Thief's Squad

- **Relationship:** No acquaintance

- **Status:** Skepticism about stealing, pretty good management skills

- **Overall ability score:** B

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Kishon was a short, unattractive man. But there was a gun in those sparkling eyes. His abilities were also good.

'B is just a bandit from a serf background?'

He was taller than any thief I'd ever seen. He didn't seem to be good at fighting, so he probably had hidden abilities.

"You're finally speaking properly. Then answer me."

"Ask me anything."

"First of all, what is that guy's identity?"

"Are you talking about Captain Tyree?"

"What does the leader of the bandits do? He's probably just the boss."

"Haha! That, that's right."

When Keyshawn gave the name, only then did the person information appear.

**<Person information>**

- **Name:** Tyree

- **Status:** Professional Thief

- **Position:** Boss

- **Relationship:** No acquaintance

- **Status:** Extreme fear, great dissatisfaction with the water lord, slight dissatisfaction with the lord

- **Overall Ability:** A

Of course, the fear is because of me, so just ignore it.

'But what is this? A water lord? A lord?'

Suddenly, two of the main finishers appeared. The lord would of course be Baron Relbrandt, but then who is the water provider?

I tapped Keyshawn on the shoulder and said,

"Is there anyone who is funding this guy?"

"The Tyree Bandits have a lot to do with the Lord's Castle."

"Okay? There's a water owner there?"

It was a question that could be answered with 'yes or no' anyway. Tyree nodded vigorously.

"Who is the Lord of the water… Ah, you can't answer that? Who do you think is the owner of the water?"

Keyshawn pondered with a serious expression, then answered confidently.

"It must be the lord. He has been interacting with other bandits recently."

"You mean it was limited before?"

"Yes, it was just the Margot bandits."

The moment I heard those words, my mind suddenly cleared up. Because it was a name I had heard somewhere.

Besides, he was a very important person in this incident.

'The defendant's name was Margot, right?'

The leader of a bandit group made exclusive deals with the lord, broke into houses, and even committed assault? What kind of nonsense is this?

New facts have come to light, but questions remain.

Why on earth did Baron Relbrandt make a deal with Margot? How on earth can he trust a thief? Besides, why did he break into the castle? The answer to all these questions lay with Relbrandt.

'It's by no means a light case like slush funds. Something bigger is hidden behind the scenes.'

I tried to return to Relbrandt Castle.

Of course, I had no intention of going back alone. Then it would be like releasing the leader of a bandit group that was just caught.

Tyree had to hurriedly move his feet. If he delayed even a little, his ears might fall off.

"Grrr!"

"It hurts! It hurts!"

But suddenly, a scream with a fairly clear pronunciation was heard.

Didn't Tyree say something wrong because he got beaten up so much? Then, immediately after, Keyshawn spoke another word.

"I think that's what it means."

This guy is funny. It might be fun to take him around and use him.

"You follow me too."

"Yes."