The Soldier Shouted Save - Chapter 64



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The soldier shouted save (64)

Right to change appearance.

Although it was the first time I had heard it, it was not difficult to infer its meaning.

“Are you going to change my face as you please?”

As he said that, Oh Seo-young waved her hand with a bewildered face as she let go of the hand that was touching her arm.

“Oh, no! The only thing I can change is my hair… … .”

“Hair?”

“Hey, it’s not hair, it’s hair! As you complete achievements, you’ll unlock hairstyles in order, but to unlock skin color, eye, nose, and mouth customization, you’ll need to kill a target for the achievement… … . Ah, if I say it like this, you won’t understand… … .”

After mulling over Oh Seo-young’s words, he crosses his arms and asks again.

“It’s okay, just explain it as it is.”

“Before I say anything, I should explain what the achievement is… … .”

“We’ll figure that out, so continue.”

As he spoke forcefully, Oh Seo-young looked at the chief with her body curled up.

“Since you’ll be in the same guild anyway, just finish talking.”

“Ah, yes… Chief.”

At the leader’s words, Oh Seo-young began to explain her special privileges in a relaxed manner.

The name of the special feature is ‘Customizing’.

According to her, it is a privilege that allows one to change a person’s clothes or hair to suit one’s taste.

“Not all clothes or hairstyles are available… . You have to unlock each hair and clothing item by completing achievements… .”

The achievements for unlocking various appearances involve killing targets or defeating monsters.

“So how much have you achieved?”

When I asked Oh Seo-young about the progress, she waved her hands with a puzzled look on her face.

“… How, how do I kill someone? I’m only using the default unlocked hairstyle… .”

“Didn’t you say earlier that you could change skin color, eyes, nose, and mouth?

“It’s impossible to change an NPC’s face. Only players who have joined the server can do so… This is a bit strange… … .”

“What’s strange?”

“Oh, just now, the appearance change ticket that is only available to players was used without permission… … Are you by any chance Korean?”

When he frowned at those words, Oh Seo-young hurriedly continued speaking.

“Sir, if you want to change the players who are participating in the server, you need to use an appearance change ticket! If you change your job to a hairdresser, you get one ticket per month… … .”

“Does that mean the warriors can freely change their faces?”

“Originally, it was like that… Since the eyes, nose, and mouth achievements weren’t unlocked, the warriors could only change their hairstyles…”

I know because I heard it from Hye-rin.

NPC refers to people from the Gerard continent, and player refers to warriors.

Achieving achievements for assassinating skilled knights or wizards will also allow you to change the player’s eyes, nose, and mouth.

But, that day will never come.

‘What about assassinating a knight? I don’t think you’ve even thrown a punch.’

Ultimately, ‘customizing’ was changing someone’s hair to what Oh Seo-young wanted.

“So, Jerdin Felice. Which side are you on?”

“What are you talking about?”

“The fact that you are a warrior is information that even I, the leader of the Mesquerids, do not know. Is that true?”

He stretches out his hand and speaks in response to the playful question from the chief.

“Would you believe me if I said no? Think about it yourself. If you want to change my hair, do it yourself.”

At those words, the chief gestures to me with his chin and says to Oh Seo-young.

“I have permission, so let’s begin.”

“Okay, then I’ll do it.”

Oh Seo-young timidly grabs the hand I extend to her.

[Oh Seo-young used the ‘Appearance Change Ticket’.]

[Do you agree?]

“I agree.”

As he says that, numerous hair shapes appear before his eyes, and one of them is selected by Oh Seo-young’s hand.

“Okay, okay. Check it out.”

Oh Seo-young rummages through her thigh bag and takes out a mirror.

“… … He’s a total vagrant.”

Long, bangs that reach down to the lips.

This long hair, which seemed to have grown out of control, was messy and covered most of her face.

“Welcome to our Mesquerid Guild, Zephel.”

Zephel.

I returned to the Mesquerid Guild with a new name given to me by the leader.

* * *

A day later, I opened my eyes in the room the leader had shown me.

A better bed than I expected, with plenty of sunlight streaming in through the window.

‘This damn long hair is annoying.’

As I was trying to clear my vision by pushing my hair back to the sides, something suddenly caught my eye.

‘It seems subtly different from what I folded yesterday.’

An epic item folded next to the pillow, Drago’s coat.

The subtle folded shape seemed a little messed up, but I didn’t really care.

‘I must have touched it while I was sleeping.’

Because my long hair was bothering my face, I pushed my hair back several times even while I was sleeping.

‘But I guess I should check it anyway.’

If you stole it, you stole it. There was no reason to touch it and leave it in its place.

I checked to see if there was any powder or something on my clothes, but there was nothing out of the ordinary.

I equipped Drago’s coat and the Azure Dragon Sword and left the room.

“Hey, rookie! I tried to wake you up, but you woke up?”

“Who is it?”

“I’m Hazel, a new guild member like you! So my name is… … .”

“It’s Zephel.”

“That’s right, Zephel! Please take care of me!”

A sociable, freckled woman.

As I pass by her hand, pretending not to notice her offering a handshake, she giggles as if she is so happy about something.

“When did you come to the Vagabond Village? What did you do before you came here? You’re in great shape! Are you good at fighting?”

“It’s noisy.”

“Thank you! I hear that a lot! So, so, how old are you?”

Did Oh Seo-young change this woman’s hair too?

Hazel’s hair, which she had shaved before joining the Masquerade, was as thick as that of a commoner wandering around Sunlight.

“Can’t you tell me how old you are? Then can’t you tell me when you learned swordsmanship?”

Hazel, who had been asking questions while pretending not to hear and ignoring them, makes a pointed expression and starts walking in a different direction.

“Oh, newbie! We met yesterday and now we meet again! Do you remember me?”

The man who passed the examination by telling Hazel about the palace’s information habitually straightened his clothes and said.

“… Of course I know, since I heard it yesterday. It was called Hazel.”

“Wow! You remembered me? I’m so happy! But… …what was your name?”

“… It’s Goliol.”

“That’s right! Goliol! But why do you keep touching your clothes? Is it because they don’t fit? Or are you trying to look cool?”

“… I think I said it was a habit yesterday. Did you forget?”

“No, no! … I couldn’t remember for a second, but I just remembered! It’s true!”

When Goriol touches his eyelids as if he is tired, Hazel, who was about to continue her excuses, turns around when she spots someone.

“Hey, newbie! Nice to meet you! Have we seen each other in the alley a few times?”

Excessive sociability.

Hazel, who was always welcoming to all new guild members, was not someone you wanted to be close to.

‘I wonder if that friendliness is his special talent?’

If you’re consciously using that friendliness, I think you’re the best fit for the Information Guild Masked.

“Now that everyone is here, please sit down. I will explain your first mission.”

The chief, who appeared wearing a white tiger mask today, invites us to sit at the table he has prepared.

“… … .”

New guild members sit quietly following the leader’s instructions.

But there was one person who didn’t stop talking.

“So, what’s the first mission? Are we raiding the auction house already?”

At those words, the chief put a cup of water and a large teapot on the table and said.

“I can’t send you rookies on a dangerous mission right now.”

“Why? When you recruited us, you said we’d raid the auction house and split the spoils.”

“Don’t worry. Once you’ve been verified through this mission, you’ll be allowed to participate without fail.”

As the leader sat down at the head table, each person began to pour water from the teapot into their own cup.

‘It was said that plain water smells, so it is common to steep it in tea leaves.’

A tea with a fragrant aroma and no strong smell.

-Gulp, gulp.

I only brought my cup to my lips after I saw other people slurping their tea.

“When do you serve food? I heard that you can eat until you’re full if you come here.”

“I will be eating with the person in charge.”

“… … Senior?”

“Yes. Go up to Sunlight with a veteran guild member and raid a noble’s house. That’s your first mission.”

After finishing his speech, the leader shakes a small bell on the table.

-Daughter.

A sudden presence revealed with a clear bell sound.

“Oh, how long have you been here?”

The masked man goes to Goliol.

“Wow… … The Masquerid Guild is definitely different.”

The masked woman turned to Hazel.

“When the rest of you leave the guild, the seniors in charge will contact you and guide you through your missions. Then, I hope you survive.”

As the leader waves from his seat at the head of the guild, he leaves the guild ahead of the other new guild members.

‘They told me to raid the nobleman’s mansion in Sunlight.’

Is it necessary to provoke Sunlight in the run-up to the auction house raid?

‘I have no choice but to ask the senior for information on how things are going.’

In front of the guild building.

As I stood there with my arms folded, I heard an unexpected voice.

“Oh, hello… … .”

A short person who has to lower his head quite a bit to be seen.

The sight of her shiny blonde hair reminds me of someone different from the average vagrant.

“Charlotte? Is your name Charlotte by any chance?”

“… Oh, yes. Did you hear from the chief?”

The place I heard the name Charlotte wasn’t a town of vagabonds.

“I just met your brother at Sunlight.”

“With my older brother… … ?”

“The name was Gelen, who was good with his hands.”

At my words, the girl’s eyes turn red and she changes into something easy to understand.

“… Let’s talk on the way so we don’t get late for the mission.”

The girl skillfully walks around the Mesquerid grounds, gathering supplies.

“Charlotte and Zephel.”

“Here, two meals and a pass.”

Charlotte, who said my pseudonym and her own name, peels off the paper wrapping the rice ball and says.

“Is my brother doing well in Sunlight? Well, I’m sure he’s eating well and living comfortably without me, the burden of the situation.”

…a bunch of luggage.

“I think you’ve misunderstood something.”

Charlotte tells the story of a boy who was looked down upon and lived as filth.

“… … You’re not saying you abandoned me, but you’re still saving money?”

“Yes. And I promised to give you gold in return for helping me.”

When I took out the bag of gold coins from my bosom and tried to hand it to her, Charlotte shook her head with a puzzled look on her face.

“Even if I had gold, I couldn’t go to Sunlight….”

“Why?”

“Once you join the Mesquerid, you must remain in the guild for at least a year… ”

Charlotte said she joined the Masquerade Guild three months ago.

He frowned as he looked her small figure up and down.

“How did you manage to get into the guild? You don’t seem to have any special talents.”

Charlotte, who was walking through the underpass with me, shows her pass to a masked man and says as she passes by.

“The chief said that my looks were a weapon.”

“appearance?”

“If you dress up a little, anyone who sees you will think you are a descendant of the imperial family… … .”

At Charlotte’s words, I examine her appearance once more.

Long, lustrous blonde hair and blue eyes that look like jewels.

Judging from his external appearance, he certainly seemed to be a descendant of the imperial family.

“Did you grow your hair out before you joined the guild?”

The women in the vagrant village cut their hair so short that it is difficult to tell what color it is.

“… No, my hair was made long by my older sister Seoyoung using magic.”

The magic that Charlotte was talking about was probably the ‘customizing’ privilege.

“This is the exit.”

As Charlotte shows her pass, masked men open the wall blocking her way.

‘Is it a warehouse?’

A secret door leading to a warehouse somewhere.

Charlotte, now uncloaked, speaks as she passes through the secret door.

“It’s Sunlight from the top of the stairs here. I am a descendant of the Imperial Palace, and Zephel will be acting as a knight escort, so please change your clothes… .”

Is this something you’ve done a lot?

The dress Charlotte was wearing under her cloak was a gorgeous dress that would be suitable for royalty.

“Which noble house are you going to rob?”

“The chief told me to go to the lord’s mansion.”

A lord’s mansion without fear.

While listening to Charlotte’s plan, Drago puts on his outer garment so that his coat cannot be seen.

“Is this enough?”

Long bangs that cover the eyes, nose, and mouth, and dark clothes.

Charlotte looks me up and down, then takes something out of a drawer.

“I think it would be better if you put some jewels on your clothes and walk around.”

A fake gem that is barely noticeable.

When I hung the antique brooch on my chest, I looked like a person of noble ability despite my messy hair.

“… … Then, shall we depart for the lord’s mansion?”

As I followed Charlotte up the stairs, the shabby interior of the factory came into view.

A passageway that allows access to Sunlight, probably created by Mesquerid.

Charlotte, who came out into the crowded street, looked at me and said.

“It’s an eyesore! Don’t stand in front of me and walk one step behind me!”

A voice mixed with irritation and complaint came out of Charlotte’s mouth.

People’s attention is focused on the sight of him getting angry at me, who is much bigger than him.

“…Who is it? It’s a nobleman I’ve never seen before.”

“Hey, wait a minute, isn’t that Nelly Gerard?”

“What, what? That’s Lady Nelly Gerard, the fifth daughter of the Imperial Family?”

Nelly Gerard, the young devil of the palace who makes the servants fight because she is bored.

Neither I nor the people here had ever seen her in person, but her small stature, golden hair that was a symbol of royalty, and jewel-like blue eyes made it easy to mistake her for Charlotte.

“What are you doing walking so slowly?! I’m not going to go unless you show me the way!”

When Charlotte wiped away her timid appearance and shouted out without hesitation, admiration escaped from within.

‘I wasn’t accepted into the guild simply because of my appearance.’

A strong appearance that allows you to imitate nobles without any hesitation.

Even if he walked through the palace, his acting skills were so excellent that some people would be fooled.

“Are we going to the mansion like this?”

When I asked so quietly, Charlotte spread out her fan, covered her mouth, and spoke.

“The Emperor’s second daughter and the Lord of Sunlight were scheduled to meet in two days.”

“But your build and makeup make you look like the fifth daughter, not the second daughter?”

“… It’s okay. You can get over it. Nelly Gerard likes to follow other royals.”

The lord of Sunlight who knows the face of the royal family.

“If the Lord of Sunlight sees you, won’t your identity be revealed?”

Instead of answering, Charlotte glanced over at someone.

“… … .”

A man wearing a hat mixed in with the crowd gathered to see the royal family.

As the man bows his head and touches his hat, Charlotte turns her gaze straight ahead.

“I got confirmation that the Sunlight Lord is at the prosthetics factory as scheduled. … I think it’ll be fine as long as I finish before the Lord arrives.”

Didn’t Charlotte say it’s only been three months since she entered the Mesquerid?

Not only was the plan thorough and well-informed, but the chieftain’s insight also recognized Charlotte’s talent.

Although weakened, the Masquerid Guild was not a group to be ignored.

“Oh, what brings you here?”

In front of the Sunlight Lord’s Mansion.

As the guards ask cautiously, Charlotte frowns and shouts.

“I am Nelly Gerard, the fifth star of the Gerard continent! I have something to do, so please bring me my favorite tea and freshly baked cookies right now!”

Little Charlotte, who had been shouting recklessly, was entering the Sunlight Mansion without anyone to stop her.

“Hey, I’ll take you this way.”

As the servant leads her to the reception room, Charlotte sits at the table and waits for tea and cookies.

“So, what do you plan to do now?”

The servants of the Sunlight Manor are fidgeting and watching Charlotte.

When asked how she plans to rob the mansion in this situation, Charlotte unfolds her fan and whispers.

“The chief said that if they let him in, Zephel will cause a commotion and turn the mansion upside down… … .”

“This is the first time I’ve heard of it.”

“… … This is all I’ve been educated to do, so what should I do?”

I can’t figure out what the author, Sujang, is thinking.

‘You’re telling me to not just steal quietly, but also cause a commotion and turn the mansion upside down?’

Rather than testing new guild members, isn’t it more like using them as discards?

That’s what I thought.

“Oh, is there anything inconvenient… … .”

The servant asks cautiously, watching us spread out our debts and whispering.

‘I guess I’ll give you what you want and then listen to what you have to say.’

For a smooth next life.

We need to know what the leader is thinking.

I glanced at the empty table and prepared to turn the mansion upside down.

“Nelly is waiting, are the cookies and tea ready yet?”

“Sorry, sorry. I’m preparing some freshly baked cookies… Please wait a moment and they’ll be ready soon.”

“It’s suspicious that it’s taking so long. Where do you make the cookies?”

As I leave my seat and go out into the hallway, the servant follows me out of breath.

“Joe, please wait a moment. There’s nothing wrong with the cookies… … .”

“That’s for me to decide, not you. Take me to the kitchen.”

As we followed the servant, we saw a kitchen where cookies were being baked.

Cookies already finished and placed in a bowl.

He sniffs his nose and frowns.

“The feeling in my hand is strange, I mixed the flowers with the sea.”

“Yes, yes? That, that can’t be… … .”

The embarrassed servant draws his sword and speaks.

“From now on, not a single one of you will move. I will personally check whether you are plotting treason.”

I leave the kitchen, leaving the frozen servants behind, and kick open the closed door.

-bang!

A door that opens with force.

He glances through the scraps of paper inside, tosses them aside, and heads to the next room.

“Ah, even if it is the Imperial Palace, you cannot do this in the Sunlight Territory!”

It was such an obvious thing.

Because the Imperial Palace turning the lord’s mansion upside down without any justification was an act that would have earned the ire of all the lords on the Gerard Continent.

‘It’s none of my business.’

A Mesquerid vagabond had no need to concern himself with palace affairs.

There’s just one thing that concerns me.

“Hey, when is your lord coming?”

It was now time for the Lord of Sunlight to return to the mansion.

‘If there’s nothing special here, I guess I’ll just go back.’

A suspicious iron door that was tightly locked.

-bang!

If you kick it hard with your mana-filled foot, you will see stairs leading underground.

‘Can I find the ledger where the prosthetic hand was traded?’

What the leader of the Mesquerids probably wants is the Sunlight Lord’s weakness.

He nods, looking at the pile of parchment.

‘You came to the right place.’

There is a lot of fairly specialized information piled up like a tower.

Is this a place where the Sunlight Lord collects the information he requested from the Information Guild?

‘You had to pay some price to get permission to have a prosthetic hand from the palace.’

As I was skimming through the research report on the palace.

It was noticeable that it was separate from the Sunlight Mansion.

Parchment densely filled with writing.

“… … What is this?”

The Lord of Sunlight was investigating Croa.