105 Episode 35. The Tragedy of Colon (4)

An intruder who hardens like a stone statue as soon as a knife touches his back.

Naturally he seemed very nervous, a man a little shorter than Jean.

"I won't ask you twice. Identify yourself."

Whahaha...!

From afar came the sound of Muron Zipple laughing. Murakan and Kashmir were creating a sense of hypocrisy, looking alternately at Muron and the men's side.

"Well, I."

Gulp!

The man swallowed a thick saliva and tightened his body. He is trying to suppress his body, which is trying to shake with fear.

In that passage, Jin thought the man was a pretty good-natured man. Not an unmanned or a wizard, but an obvious commoner.

"Dino... ...Dino Zaglan. I'm a reporter."

Jin's eyes grew bigger as soon as he heard the name.

'If it's Dino Zaglan, it's the reporter!’

The only reporter who accused the whole of Jipple's violence and Colon's tragedy before his return. Dino Zaglan. Jean remembered the name.

Jean took the dagger.

"Turn around."

Slowly turning back, Dino looked quite young. He looked like he was in his early 20s, but he looked younger overall.

As soon as she saw the face, Jean had no choice but to think of this.

Early 20s, a body that looks frivolous. This kind of kid writes this kind of article against Gipple without fear. Besides, if you're already investigating Colon, have you been digging up information for nearly a decade?"

I'm proud.

That's what I felt that way. This man, Dino, who had nothing, had no background, accused Gipple of having only one and only a thorough professional spirit.

Turning Dino could not see Jean's face. It was because Jean was already covering her face with Muleta's run.

Looking up at the camp with a frightened look, Dino seemed to be searching. Will the man behind the pitch be the servant of the Zipple, the thief of the relics, or the man who came to Colon with him?

"Are you a reporter? Are you looking for any news?"

When Jean asked bluntly, Dino nodded slowly.

"Yes, it is."

"What is it about?"

"......before I speak, may I ask you which of you are members?"

"Wow! You look like a goddammit. Sometimes it's really interesting to see a man who's scared of nothing. Especially if it's a reporter.”

Murakan strode toward the camp.

Casimir, who came with him, took out the mask from his arms and gave one to Murakan.

Jean burst out laughing at the sight.

"You've both already seen his face."

"But wouldn't it be better to cover it now?"

"Oh, I don't want to use this."

"Ser."

"Chet, I got it."

And in this part, Dino instantly recognized who was the leader of these parties.

I still have a boyish t-shirt on my voice.He was the captain of... No ordinary bandits or mercenaries. Where the hell are they from? I don't think he's a villain.'

Jean opened her mouth again when the two men were rustling and wearing masks.

"I won't hurt you, so relax. Did you just ask me which team we belong to, um...... let's just say passers-by."

"A passerby..."?”

"It means don't ask. Then it's your turn to answer. Is there a scoop here? Or are you here to get some pocket money from the sixth Giffle over there drinking?"

said Jean, looking toward Muron.

He asked Dino a humiliating question on purpose. Only then will this young man with a sense of duty reveal his purpose, and he will be able to identify himself as being on the same side.

Dino smiled bitterly.

"Pocket money... ...yes, there are a lot of reporters like that. rotten pens that write articles only according to the tastes of the poles If you're the servant of the Zipple, I'd be dead. I'm here to report that garbage."

Jean smiled contentedly into the pitch.

'That's a wonderful friend.

Courage shines more when it is powerless.

In that sense, Jin was very fond of this Dino character. Also, I was obsessed with the strong intuition that Dino would provide a big clue for this.

"I will accuse Mureon Zipple. You're such a low-level journalist! That's the most impressive joke I've ever heard this year.”

"Are you the servants of the Zipple? Since I said I was accusing Muron, are you going to kill me?”

By then Dino seemed to have forgotten his fear. Strangely enough, he felt a strange sense of trust when Jin said, "I won't hurt you."

"You're welcome. We came to rescue the natives over there at the request of a friend. I can't tell you who I belong to and who I am, but reporter Dino Zaglan. I think we have a similar purpose......don't you think?"

Dino stared at three people, blinking his eyes.

Several complex emotions were beating Dino's chest. The biggest fluctuation among them was the thought that in this long-running lonely battle, it seemed to have happened to meet a comrade.

"You know the situation of the Colon natives...…!”

"I don't know the details. I only know that they've been living below slavery since they were conquered by the Zipple hundreds of years ago."

"Little boy, can I tell him all that?”

When Murakan stepped in, Kashmir carefully restrained him. He took a few steps back, covering Murakan's mouth with his hands very carefully.

'What are you doing, Mimul? Are you crazy?'

Of course, Murakan looks like a beast with his eyes. No. I took a shot at Kashmir.

'It seems that Confucius, through this reporter, is trying to gain the justification to condemn Muron Zipple. Let's just watch.’

Kashmir was so whispered, intoxicated with a subtle triumph. As he said, Jean intended to use Dino to gain justification.

After Andrei's death, there must be a good reason for the death of another pure-blooded jipple to avoid a bloodbath between the superpowers.

In addition, if it is Dino, it is highly likely that he already has various circumstances and evidence of Jipple's suppression of colons. Even now, I'm risking my life to visit the restricted area of the Jipple.’

Of course, there were a few things to check.

"Dino, we actually arrived here by day and have been watching Muron so far. Because he couldn't get the inside picture right, he was looking for the right moment. Because our purpose is not to assassinate Muron, but to rescue the natives."

First of all, how much does Dino know about the internal situation? Maybe Dino now has only enthusiasm, but he doesn't have any real information.

But Dino immediately satisfied Jean.

"There's only one Muron inside. And in my opinion, the person who asked you to rescue the natives was a newcomer who escaped three years ago. Is that right?"

"You've been looking into this place since then?"

"That's not it. It hasn't been long since I've done a full-fledged survey of colons Laosa New Girl is a name that I got to know while interviewing native people.”

Dino's story went like this.

After Laosa escaped, Zipple began to abuse the remaining aborigines quite violently, and since last year's fire accident, it has closed down the colon and sent only one Muron to manage it.

"It's all an act of obtaining the brand of colons. Before that, Zipple had been very eager to get the brand new product, but now somehow he only left the Muron. Probably less interesting than before. I haven't had it for over 300 years.”

Dino took a note out of his arms and held it out to Jean.

It was a notebook full of incidents that took place here after Muron came to Colon.

January 3, 1796.

Three natives have disappeared, and they seem to have been taken to the basement of Muron.

January 5, 1796.

The natives who were in contact with me disappeared again. I was able to interview another native named Latika Tika Machutika. As he said, Muron seemed to carry out some sort of experiment...... Tika, I can't get rid of her trembling eyes.

Jin, who calmly looked at the notes, had no choice but to focus on the word "experiment."

"Well, you carried this. If Muron could see this note, he would have died.”

"The moment he reads my intention, it's over. It's proof that I'm doing something worthwhile and a sense of responsibility that I've given myself. As you can see from the notes, Muron is using aborigines as an experiment."

"Are you sure?"

"I'm sure. I've heard from the natives that there was a biogolem experiment here before the colon was closed. The natives who testified to me didn't even know it was a biogolem.….”

Dino held much more information than Jean had expected.

"Muron's cellar will be the surest proof. Before he came, the number of natives was over 200. But most of them were taken to the basement, and there are about 50 people left."

Dino clenched his teeth. In the meantime, Jean kept looking at the notes, and Dino had quite a deep relationship with the Colon natives.

cellarage

If we could preserve the site, sketch it, and make it public, we could get a justification to kill Muron.

"We haven't used aborigines as guinea pigs lately. Maybe it was to get some new recruits, but it was a minimal number of people."

Jean who continues to read notes.

February 6, 1796.

Muron was caught in the middle of the coverage. Fortunately, he was drunk and offered me a drink and did no harm. Using this well, I think I can get to Muron.

February 7, 1796.

I went to see if Muron would remember me, but fortunately he remembered me. I'll forgive you for coming to the restricted area of the Jipple, and sometimes ask you to come over to meet me with a drink. It's a success.

That was only two weeks ago.

"......he, did you succeed in approaching Muron?”

Dino nodded with a faint smile.

"Yes, I came here today to watch him, to be a drinker and get some information. Muron never leaves the middle of the table.”

At this point, neither Kashmir nor Murakan could hide their surprise. I was nervous waiting from day to day, but I was able to grasp the internal situation at once thanks to the reporter I met by chance.

"I think it's fate to meet you. So... ...what do you think? I'll get Muron's attention, so you check the basement."

Jean, who was staring at Dino for a moment, shook her head.

"No, not that."