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Chapter 757

"But… on our way to Sherpen Port, we realized that Sir Radel's actions were suspicious."

Sir Radel had insisted on going to Sherpen Port ahead of everyone else, deeming it a waste of time to wait for the Cavalry. However, when Kurga and his companions arrived at the port, slightly later, there was no sign of Sir Radel conducting any investigation.

Had Sunz, who possessed vision abilities, not exerted his powers to discover the carriage Sir Radel rode in hidden inside a building, Kurga might have missed his movements entirely.

"It was the building of the security force responsible for Sherpen Port. At first, it seemed a reasonable place for Sir Radel to visit, but Commander Sunz realized that he wasn't there," he explained.

Even though they claimed to be conducting an investigation just like Sir Radel, the port's security force refused to let Kurga and his party enter, repeatedly demanding proof of their identities.

It was Emon who came up with a solution. He distracted the guards at the entrance and instructed Sunz to count the number of people inside the building. Although it was difficult for Sunz to use his powers to discern details, determining the number of people moving around inside was quick and easy.

Sunz discovered that there were only four people inside the security building, which was inconsistent with the expected numbers. Sir Radel's party, including the knights he led and the security staff, should have totaled more than four.

"The presence of the carriage without people around, and their refusal to let us in, seemed suspicious. We began to investigate the port on our own, suspecting Sir Radel's involvement."

Sherpen Port, being smaller in scale compared to the other ports in Charloin, primarily served the local fishermen rather than trade ships. This made the search area for Kurga's party fortunately limited.

"Of course, the investigation was not easy. The fishermen viewed us with suspicion and did not cooperate, and we even had a confrontation with patrolling security officers. However, in the end, we found Sir Radel at a fish farm, hidden in a corner of the port."

Their discovery at the fish farm was almost a stroke of luck.

During the investigation, Kurga encountered an elderly man slowly repairing a broken net and trap. The old man appeared frail, hard of hearing, and forgetful, repeatedly mending and undoing the same part of the net. Kurga, drawing upon his experience as a fisherman's son from the empire’s southern regions, decided to help him with the repairs.

It was during their casual conversation that Kurga stumbled upon an unexpected clue.

"The net is badly torn. I heard this place mainly farms shrimp, but how did it get this damaged?"

"Huh? What about raising shrimp?"

"Shrimp, sir. Shrimp!"

"Ah yes, Charloin shrimp. I farm them too."

"So, why is it damaged?"

"Huh? Someone tore it and made a mess, that's why."

"Who did?"

"Well, I don't know, Derk. The ones who tore it yesterday might."

"My name isn't Derk... Never mind. Just continue fixing it."

"Derk, don't hate your father too much. It's hard to pay taxes just from shrimp farming. When necessary, we simply lend the farm out and turn a blind eye. If the nets or traps are damaged, we throw them away or repair them. We pretend to know nothing about what happens there, right? So, stop being angry and help me finish mending this net. Any traces will be eaten by the shrimp or swept away by the waves. There's no better place to hide things than the ocean..."

In that moment, as Kurga was mending the net and Sunz and Emon observed, their eyes met. Instinctively, they sensed the hidden truth in the old man's words.

"Sir, where is your house?" they asked.

"Aren't you done fixing the net yet?"

"Where is it?"

After confiscating the traps and nets the old man was repairing, Kurga and his companions rushed towards his fish farm. There, they found Sir Radel and his knights already present. Ȓ

"The shrimp farm was in a remote location. The shrimp cultivation area was filled with signs of havoc, as if someone had wreaked it. Sir Radel was there, removing charred wooden planks and burning them. We immediately rushed in to stop him. But..."

The battle, which seemed straightforward at first, took an unexpected turn. They hadn't realized soon enough that Sir Radel and his men weren't the only ones at the farm.

Sons, who had been concentrating all his attention on subduing Radel and his men, seemed to realize something and pointed towards the back of the farm, but it was too late. They were ambushed by a dozen enemies who had been hiding inside, ready to attack.

These foes were clearly of Southern descent, with their distinct skin tone, and seemed like they had not led righteous lives, all armed with dangerous weapons.

"Were there also Southern merchants there?"

Yuder wondered as he listened to Kurga's story, and at the same moment, Kishiar opened his mouth.

"Even though there were only three of them, none were the type to easily fall in battle. Nevertheless, the fact that they were injured probably means that there were quite a few Awakeners among them."

"Yes, that's correct. Most of the Southern enemies we encountered were Awakeners, and it was evident they had received training. We faced a crisis fighting them and had no choice but to take shelter inside the shrimp farm, barricading ourselves in. However, we were injured and had to brace for a truly perilous situation."

Among Kurga, Sunz, and Emon, Kurga was the strongest in combat, especially in close-quarters battle. He selflessly stepped forward to protect the relatively less combat-capable Sunz and Emon, resulting in him being severely injured in the back. An injury to the back was particularly dangerous as it could lead to serious complications.

Sunz and Emon, in an effort to save Kurga, waited for an opportunity to sneak past the enemies and lock themselves inside the farm. They remained hidden, confronting the enemies from within. Sunz's vision abilities and Emon's ability to sporadically ignite flames were crucial in their short-term siege.

"Did you choose to barricade yourselves inside, believing that support would soon arrive?"

"Yes," Kurga began, "since we occupied the shrimp farm, we couldn't just abandon it. The evidence and those we've already captured will not be further compromised. I am a member of the Cavalry. In the line of duty, injury is always a possibility, but once lost, evidence is hard to retrieve. In such circumstances, we of the Cavalry never retreat."

As he spoke, Kurga straightened his shoulders. Despite his disheveled appearance, he looked immensely strong and steadfast.

"In truth, I thought it best to avoid physical confrontation," Emon added, smiling sheepishly as he chimed in. "But thanks to Kurga's words, we've learned much."

Unbeknownst to them, a tremendous event had unfolded at the Cavalry's southern branch. Help was delayed beyond expectations, and they braced for the worst. Yet, they survived like warriors, holding everything together until reinforcements sent by Kishiar arrived.

The Southern attackers and enemies scattered in disarray upon witnessing the reinforcements' prowess, eluding capture. A few were apprehended, but none from the south.

Kurga wore a slightly somber expression, as if he blamed himself. However, Kishiar, looking at them, spoke briefly but sincerely, "You were the true heroes yesterday."

"Commander?"

"What do you mean, Cavalry Commander? We merely held our ground. Today, we learned that events here were far more significant. Sending us support in that situation was the truly remarkable deed."

"I concur with the Commander Sunz's words," added Emon.

The three were flustered and at a loss for words, but Kishiar simply smiled softly.

"No, you deserve to be called heroes. Facing unexpected challenges, not fleeing from adversity, and steadfastly pursuing a goal is a trait of only the bravest, akin to heroes. As the Commander of the Cavalry, I sincerely thank you."

Silence followed.

"Thanks to your endurance, the death of the Second Prince of Herne and the Cavalry's unjust defamation will be resolved. We will meticulously use the evidence and witnesses you've safeguarded. You may now return and rest."

"Th...Thank you."

Three figures bowed their heads in a daze, offering their thanks.

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Jin Soram, the top-ranked hunter representing South Korea's Rift Phenomenon Management Headquarters, is stronger than anyone else and lazier than anyone else. As soon as he arrives at the office, he buries himself under a blanket and falls asleep. When he goes out on a mission, he causes accidents and returns to the office, often shirking his duties.

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