Episode 1335

An hour ago.

Simon and Lethe visited the detective office in Vintrod.

Ezoic

His office was located on the top floor of a high-rise building. In Darbelin, the price of a room
farther from the ground is skyrocketing, and the fact that he used the top three floors as an office
was a clear indication of Vintrod’s fame and wealth.

Above all, there was a long line of people waiting in front of his office in broad daylight to meet
with him.

“I told you, Simon.”

Lete said, grumbling.

“Detective work is supposed to pay.”

“But I didn’t know it would be this bad.”

Simon, who was accustomed to the Dark Union’s information guild, eventually thought of himself
as a detective, but only as something a little more advanced than a private detective.

But here in Darbelin, the detective’s role and influence were on a whole other level.

“Just think about it.”

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Lete pointed to my head.

“If Detective Vintrod has risen to the ranks of a great detective, then we can aim for the title of
best detective, not just a great detective! Plus, we’ll be looking for the saintess.”

“Haha, I hope things work out as you said.”

As they waited in line, the customers ahead of them started leaving one by one and it was Simon
and Lete’s turn.

Vintrod, who was wiping sweat with a handkerchief in the office, greeted the two people warmly.

“Oh my, who is this! You guys are here!”

“Rouse. Detective Vintrod.”

Lete took out the note he had left behind and showed it to her.

“I came because I needed help, just as you told me.”

And she confidently said that she would open a ‘detective agency’ and asked for the money.

“… … So that’s why you came here. Are you serious?”

Lete nodded vigorously.

“Yes! If you support me, I will pay you back tenfold!”

“Hmm.”

Vintrod leaned back in his chair with a worried expression, stroking his moustache gently.

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“The name value of detectives is quite high in Darbelin. This city is full of problems of a kind not
found anywhere else on the continent, and since the police and civil servants cannot handle
everything, detectives have become popular. Highly renowned detectives have legal investigative
authority in addition to their civil service qualifications.”

“That’s someone like me,” Vintrod added, lifting his chin.

Lete gave a round of applause and cheers.

Ezoic

“I don’t doubt the reasoning skills you showed on the Sacred Train, but apart from that, reputation
and name value are important to detectives. There will be a lot of trial and error when you first
start out.”

“Yes, I am prepared for it.”

Simon said forcefully.

Ezoic

In fact, there are still doubts about whether Lete’s sudden proposal to open a ‘detective agency’
will actually make money. However, the reason why this proposal felt attractive was because of
the information.

When you work as a detective, you get all kinds of information.

The appeal of being able to earn money for living and fulfill your original goal of finding the saint
at the same time. You will also get to know this city better, and if things go well, you may be able
to participate in the ‘Detective Roundup’ that Vintrod mentioned.

If all of Darbelin’s great detectives were to gather, there would surely be plenty of information and
clues about the missing saint. Simon planned to go undercover if he wasn’t invited.

Bintrod nodded, looking into Simon’s serious eyes.

“You need qualifications to become a detective, but I’ll take care of that part for you. You can use
my vacant assistant position.”

He unfolded the papers and lifted his quill.

“However, the money I’m lending you is only for the initial opening costs of the detective agency.
You’ll be responsible for paying the agency’s maintenance costs starting next month.”

“Yes! I won’t disappoint you.”

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Simon answered forcefully.

Hearing that, Detective Vintrod chuckled and took out a golden card with his fingertips.

The center of the card was set with a sparkling Neom gem.

“In Darbelin, where Neom artifacts are developed, you can pay with a card.”

“Thank you!”

Lete quickly ran forward and clasped her hands together in an adorable manner. Vintrod
pretended to pass the card to her palm, then raised it high again with a snap.

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“Instead, can I just say that I solved the Shinsung Train incident on my own and put a big headline
on the newspaper?”

Lethe, who still held out her palm, responded with a pretty smile.

“We will allow it as long as our two names are listed as assistants.”
“Ahem!”

After thinking for a moment, Bintrod finally coughed and handed the card to Lete.

‘Nice, Lete.’

Ezoic

Detective Vintrod had returned to the office after a long absence, and he needed to make a big
announcement about his return. The Shinsung Train case was the perfect publicity stunt to meet
that need.

Of course, it would be a win-win if Simon and Lete’s names were published together in the
newspaper as assistants.

‘Binrod’s assistants start their own detective agency. The picture isn’t bad.’

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When you’re a newbie, it’s important to somehow catch people’s attention. It’s also a skill to take
advantage of connections you’ve made by chance. While Simon was racking his brain, Vintrod
interlocked his hands.

“And if by any chance you get any information about a missing saint while working as a detective,
how about we share it? I’ll share the information I get with you in return for the information you
give me!”

This time, a proposal for cooperation as a detective in the same profession.

Although their reasons for searching for the missing saint were different, their goal of finding her
was the same, so there was no reason to refuse. Simon and Lete nodded vigorously.

“i look forward to!”* * *

So Simon and Lete went out looking for a place to set up an office.
Ezoic

There was a limit to the card that Vintrod gave me, and the central area where his office was
located was so expensive that I couldn’t even think of going in.

Instead, we were able to rent a shabby room on the outskirts of Darbelin.

“Even though it’s the first floor, where is this?”

Lete smiled broadly and took a bite of the sandwich she had bought as a meal replacement. Simon
nodded, neatly folding the sandwich paper he had already finished eating.

“300 crore in rent per month, I’m lucky.”

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Simon said that with a distant expression on his face.

‘… … But with this money, I could buy a house in the countryside of the Dark Union. It’s really
ridiculously expensive.’

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Due to the nature of Neom, Darbelin’s urban structure was not expanding, and the price of
housing was murderous. It was not uncommon to find places where monthly rent was 1,000 to
2,000 Krw.

“And this place, they say, was a detective agency before we came here. Thanks to that, the
furniture is still there, so we saved money.”

“huh.”

Simon nodded and smiled bitterly.

“Actually, I wanted to avoid starting a business in the same industry where others had failed.”

“Hey! That’s too much to ask! We can do better!”

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Beep. Beep. Beep-

Outside the office, a glass technician was writing on the office glass with what looked like a white
solid marker.

On the window, he gently scraped off the word ‘Barto’ from the white letters that read ‘Barto
Detective Agency’, and wrote Sion & Lena in its place.

Ezoic

In addition, at Lete’s suggestion, it was decided to add the phrase ‘Former Assistant to Detective
Vintrod’ below. The technician said that simplicity is a virtue in Darbelin, but it did not break Lete’s
stubbornness.

So the glass technician left and the first office was completed.

“Haha! With this, my rent will be safe for the time being.”
Taking an idea from Arok, the two decided to build a hammock and sleep in it hanging in the office.

Finally, they had a space of their own in this strange land. Lete walked around the small office with
a proud face, then sat down at the table, smoked a pipe, and pretended to be a detective.

Simon burst into laughter at the sight.

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“You look happy, Lete.”

“It was only yesterday that we were hanging from clotheslines or sleeping in coffins. This is a huge
improvement.”

She turned to Simon and smiled brightly.

“Let’s make it a success, please.”

Simon flinched at those words, his cheeks flushing. Lethe tilted her head.

“why?”

“Ahahaha! Ah, it’s nothing.”

“really!”

She clapped her hands and got up from her seat.

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“There is one more place to go.”

“huh?”* * *
The place Lete took Simon to was none other than a tailor’s shop.

-Who would hire a detective when they see someone dressed like us?

She argued that she had to dress like the Darbelins to be trusted as a detective.

In fact, when Simon first met Detective Vintrod on the Holy Train, he felt a sense of trust and
charisma from the aura he gave off. That made him realize the importance of appearance, so he
agreed.

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Although she was a bit worried about money, she planned to use Vintrod’s card to pay for this as
“detective agency opening expenses.”

So the two of them entered a large and decent tailor shop nearby.

Lete told him that regardless of the price range, she should just recommend something that would
make her look like a ‘detective’. The tailor was pleased with the clear suggestion, and after
measuring the two people’s sizes with his skilled hands, he ran to the closet.

“Gentlemen, please come out wearing this!”

The tailor shouted in a commanding tone as he threw a checked shirt, trousers, and French coat
into Simon’s arms with a thud.

Simon went into the fitting room without saying anything, as she was burning with a strong sense
of professionalism at the sight of the well-proportioned customers who had not been around for a
long time.

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‘Well, the pattern is a bit burdensome.’

It was a bit flashy for Simon, who prefers a neat and tidy appearance, but the goal of coming here
was to look like a detective. The outfit definitely fit that bill.
He put on a checkered shirt with brown trousers and a tie, then wrapped himself in a neatly
tailored French coat. After making sure that there were no tight or uncomfortable parts, he put on
a black hunting cap and put his shoes on his feet.

It smells like a chic new suit.

Simon, who had changed into new clothes, came out of the fitting room and looked into the glass
mirror.

‘and…….’

I’ve worn many different clothes in the past, including the Kizen uniform, the Rune League
uniform, and the 3rd Legion uniform, but this was the first time I’d worn clothes that made me
look so new.

Standing in a tailored suit, detective hat, and carrying a sharp modern cane, he looked like a young
gentleman straight out of a story. The check pattern matched well with his other clothes, which
was attractive.

‘I like it.’

Perhaps because I experienced life at the bottom yesterday, my heart was moved even more. It
was the same feeling I had when I first put on the Kizen uniform after leaving the mountain village
of Leshill.

It felt like he had already become a detective in his mind. Simon wanted to become someone who
didn’t feel sorry for his reflection in the mirror.

“Oh my god! Oh my god, Goddess Deva!”

The tailor, who was running towards Lethe with a bundle of new clothes, stopped dead in her
tracks. She let out a gasp and fixed her gaze on Simon.

“How wonderful! Your mother has raised you to be such a great son!”
“thank you.”

As Simon was adjusting his coat and checking his attire, he heard the curtains of the fitting room
next to him slid open.

‘ah!’

Simon felt his body and thoughts come to a halt.

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Lete, her white hair tied neatly back behind the curtain, appeared, sparkling as if illuminated.

A neat brown vest hugged her shoulders, and silver buttons that matched her hair gleamed faintly
at the ends of the sleeves.

The white shirt worn under the vest gave off an intellectual vibe, and the underbust band
underneath naturally hugged the waistline. The pants went down the lower body and gently
wrapped the legs, creating a gentlemanly yet subtle feminine line.

The finishing touches were a hunting cap and long boots.

“Aren’t these pants too tight?”

“Oh my, this is just right, miss! If you go up a size, you’ll have a lot of room in your waist.”

“Is that so?”

Lete looked at herself in the mirror, trimmed her side hair, then raised her head and smiled at
Simon.

“What do you think? Do I look like a detective now?”

Ezoic

“… … .”

“Zion?”

Simon, who realized belatedly that he had lost his mind, answered with a red face and a quick
comeback.

“Oh, yeah!”

“What are you thinking about again? I told you to worry about money later.”

Although Lete spoke with a puzzled expression, the owner of the tailor shop next to her couldn’t
hide his smile as he chuckled, saying “Ahem~” as if he knew everything.

“What a cute partner!”

“He’s just a servant.”* * *

Now I’m dressed like a detective.

The price for the entire set of shoes, hat, men’s and women’s clothing is 80 crowbar.

Compared to the murderous housing prices, the price of the clothes was reasonable. And
according to the tailor, the clothes had finally found their owners, and he wanted to somehow get
them out on two people, even if it meant taking a loss, so he lowered the price by 20 kronor.

Simon and Lete, dressed in their new attire, entered the office and waited for the guests by briefly
lighting a light during the night, but it was too late and no guests came.

“good night.”

“Yeah. Good night.”

The two eventually turned off the lights and went to sleep on the hammocks strung between the
walls.

Ezoic

Thud, thud.

Swaaaaaaaaaahh …

The rain began to pour down in torrents. The Darbelin police officers on the streets at night were
seen running hurriedly to nearby buildings to avoid the rain.

Ezoic

And on the dark street where rain pours down.

Car park, car park.

A woman was seen walking barefoot, her pupils moving slowly in the darkness, looking around.

<Zion & Lena Detective Agency>

The gaze was directed to the neatly written letters below.

<Any information about the saint is welcome.>

Swaaaaaaaaaahh …

The pupils in the darkness narrowed, and then the eyes closed.

Then, with the sound of footsteps, he disappeared completely into the darkness, without a trace.