Damn, I recarneted As A Judge in Fantasy World

I secretly tracked them.

Even without professional espionage skills, it wasn't difficult to keep up. The destination had already been decided anyway.

As soon as it was time to get off work, where on earth did they go?

As usual, they would spend a lot of money in the entertainment district.

The trend had been the same for the past few days, so today would probably not be much different. As expected, they were moving towards the downtown area.

Even though it was the way home from work, they walked with very excited gaits.

Moreover, the conversation I eavesdropped on from up close was quite a sight.

"I wish every day could be like this. When would I ever get to live such a dreamlike life?"

"Haha! It's all thanks to that idiot butler and governor. Do they know who we are and still hire us as security guards?"

"I didn't know laundering my identity was this easy. Hehehehe!"

Hojaein's face immediately became distorted.

All the managers went through my interviews, but not the security guards.

There are so many people to see, you know.

So the responsibility for hiring them could only fall on the bailiffs.

"Shhh! Calm down."

I put my hand on Hojaein's shoulder, who was getting angry, and spoke softly. We must not reveal our identity yet.

We need to find out where the money came from. They had been spending money like water for several days. Of course, there must have been someone else paying them in the middle.

With a salary of two Ceylon shilling, they can't afford to go to any entertainment district.

As expected, the three police officers made contact with someone in a corner of an alley. But at that very moment, Hojaein's eyes grew wide as if they were going to pop out.

"I, John Brooks?"

"Do you know him?"

"Yes, John Brooks. A famous war merchant. He made a lot of money from trade with the Empire."

"Is from Deliat?"

"He is being treated like traitors, just like me."

"I guess he can still go out normally."

"Of course. I do that too."

"Ah."

I nodded vigorously.

There is almost no nationalism in this world.

For the lower classes, below the commoners, it didn't matter who ruled.

Recently, there has been an increasing trend of favorability toward the empire because I governed the territory so well.

'It seems like I'm praising myself again, but what can I do if it's true?'

That's why the traitors' scope of activity has expanded. There was even public opinion that it went well. Of course, I'm talking mainly about the lower classes.

Anyway, what was important now was the relationship between John Brooks and the sheriff's officers.

"But why would he fund the security forces?"

"It would be something he do in return for something. That would probably be the most reasonable inference."

"Let's think about it that way for now and keep following them. Then, we'll probably find evidence someday."

"Whew! Yes."

Hojaein let out a long sigh. There was quite a lot of emotion in that worried expression.

He was so busy that an incident like this even happens. How much of a headache must that be?

I understand how he feel, but I still can't stop. We have to find out what the hell those guys are doing.

They're obvious. It smells like crime, and i just leave it like that?

As the highest judge of the empire, I absolutely cannot tolerate this.

After a while, the police officers who received the money headed somewhere.

In the heart of the entertainment district, in the most magnificent building. Of course, it's not much different from the old Governor's Residence.

"Shall we raid the scene?" Hojaein's eyes sparkled as if he were some kind of spy. But I immediately shook my head.

"Let's just wait and see. It's more important to know who they're in contact with than to spend money of unknown origin."

"Yes."

I bought a few drinks at a nearby store. It was sold in a large wooden cup, which was quite suspicious.

Because of the strong scent, it was impossible to tell what it was made of. As I frowned, Hojaein burst into laughter and said,

"It's a traditional Deliat fruit wine. Its characteristic is that it uses everything that's useful. That's why the taste changes depending on the season."

"I would believe it if you said it was vinegar."

"Actually, there isn't much of a difference. If you leave it for a long time, it can change like that."

We stood in the alley and pretended to drink. In reality, we only pretended to drink.

The purpose is spying, but it can't be taken. I looked like a true drunkard.

No one would suspect anything, since I was wearing a wide-brimmed hat, a favorite of Deliat people.

After standing there for quite some time, three drunken guys finally appeared.

'Where are they going?'

They threw gold coins at the waitresses who followed them. Then, they started to walk somewhere slowly. However, the direction of movement was very suspicious.

"Why are they going out of town? There aren't any houses there."

Deliat was divided into relatively precise sections.

Even though the inside of the city was a mess because of the war, things were completely different outside.

From scorpions jumping around to death worms popping out of nowhere. Plus the desert's unpredictable weather.

The moment you leave the city, there are many dangers lurking. If you sleep in a place like that, there's a good chance you'll be found dead.

"Let's keep following them."

"Yes."

After returning the wooden cup to the store, we hurriedly chased after the security guards.

Even though I was following them almost blatantly, they didn't notice at all. It seemed like they had drunk quite a bit of alcohol.

Soon they headed to a dark place outside the city. The dark desert was a place where it was very difficult to find one's way.

But, as if they had been here many times, their staggering steps were unstoppable.

I stopped Hojaein from jumping forward and put some distance between us.

"Let's take it slow from here. There's no one here, so I'm afraid we'll get caught."

"I'm sorry. I was in a hurry."

Since we chose the weird guys due to personnel mistakes,

how much does hewant to fix it?

I patted Hojaein on the back with an expression that showed I understood everything.

Then I looked carefully ahead, and finally, there was a change. The faces of the police officers did not look drunk at all. Besides, aren't they starting to be wary of all directions?

"Ugh!"

If I hadn't taken refuge behind a large rock, I would have been caught.

Perhaps thinking that they were safe, they turned on the torches.

Soon after, a group of people followed the light and approached.

Thud! Thud!

A man on horseback and two carriages.

Anyone who saw it would see that he was acting suspiciously.

"Are the items ready?"

"Okay, I'll take them out right away."

"I'll load them quickly."

"Yes."

The security guards soon began digging through the sand. Then, a wide floor door appeared.

'Wow! They hid it in a place like that?'

It was truly a perfect disguise. The terrain of the desert was constantly changing. When the wind blows, the sand dunes move.

They really were amazing, installing a secret underground room in a place like that. It was pure admiration.

And there was something even more surprising.

"Isn't that a person?" I asked the question with my voice as low as possible.

Then Hojaein nodded heavily. The bailiff's eyes also seemed to have caught sight of the people riding in the carriage.

But it was at that very moment.

Swish!

The face of a man on horseback briefly illuminated by a torch.

'Huh? Where have I met him?'