How to Survive as a Genius Spy in the Game-Chapter 210: Temple (4)

We touched up our disguises as snow fell around us. Of course, we had already done this before. We needed to be ready to move at any time.

Still, since we had some time, we were reinforcing it further.

Of course, I kept focusing on those guys. The ones who had inspected the interior were now giving orders to the slaves.

Most were sent to the dormitories, leaving only a few behind. Probably for experiments.

And the manager told one of his subordinates to make contact. He was the one we needed to deal with first.

“One of them is leaving.”

“How about it, should I go?”

“Think you can keep track of his position?”

“Which way is he going out?”

“The second door on the back side.”

The guy was heading towards the back, not the entrance. We’d need to move a bit from here.

As far as I know, Denif’s sand doesn’t have that much detection range yet.

“That might be tricky.”

“Then stay here and keep watch. I’ll go and come back.”

The inside of the tunnel could be monitored for anomalies with Denif’s sand to some extent.

He couldn’t see details or hear internal sounds like I could, but we still had some leeway.

They were just starting to move the slaves into the temple interior first. Probably because of the traps.

“Got it.”

After agreeing with Denif, I immediately turned around. I quickly increased my speed, almost sliding across the snow.

It wasn’t difficult to chase after the guy going to make contact. He wouldn’t be running at full speed, considering his stamina for the journey.

As expected, I was able to spot him before long. I could see him walking through the snow between the trees.

I could just run straight at him and take care of it, but it’s better to handle it safely by the book.

I approach stealthily from the right rear. Then I throw short swords to the left and right. The short swords riding the winds traced an arc.

The one thrown to the left fell onto the snow behind him with a thud. At that moment, I sprinted at full speed.

“Huh?”

His head turns at the sudden sound. Taking advantage of that opening, the short sword thrown to the right rushes in.

It stabs deep into his side. His body bends slightly.

Since I had dashed out from between the trees the moment the left short sword fell, I was able to approach behind him in that time.

I slammed my knee into his back, making him fall face-first. I didn’t intend to kill him right away. That’s why I deliberately stabbed the short sword into his side.

I might be able to get some information. I brought the Ghost Blade to the nape of his neck.

He glared at me with a frown, half-buried in the snow.

“You, you’re…”

“What are you looking for in Tsukva’s temple?”

“…!”

He immediately tried to bite his tongue. I was prepared for this. I firmly pressed both his cheeks to prevent him from biting. Then I stuffed cloth into his mouth.

In that state, I moved my winds to probe inside his mouth. There was no poison or anything like that. Stupid bastard.

“You know what? Even if your tongue is cut off, you won’t die. It’ll just hurt. Why are you trying to torture yourself?”

The guy with cloth in his mouth struggled. I pressed his collarbone firmly with my thumb. His body stiffened in pain.

“I’ll make you a promise. If you spill everything you know, I’ll let you go peacefully.”

“Mmph!”

“If you understand, nod.”

I spoke kindly, but his head didn’t move. I wanted to do this easily too, but if he’s like this, I have no choice.

“I thought so. We don’t have time, so let’s do this quickly.”

***

Unfortunately, the guy didn’t know much. All he knew was that what they found was Tsukva’s temple.

Being mobilized for this kind of job means he’s not bad in terms of skill and not quite at the bottom, but the devil worshippers’ information control is quite strict.

Perhaps even the manager overseeing the excavation work doesn’t know much detail.

They’re the type to just do what they’re told from above. I returned to Denif with little gain.

“Nothing happened?”

“Yeah. Maybe because they found it, there’s even less vibration than before. Any information?”

“He didn’t know anything. I just stopped the contact.”

“Maybe I should have gone.”

That meant he could have made him talk better. I glared at him for a moment, and Denif shrugged nonchalantly.

Instead of retorting, I focused on my winds. The guys were still near the temple entrance.

Despite the time I spent going back and forth, they hadn’t made much progress. Several corpses were laid out on one side.

They were clearly slaves. It seemed the traps were tighter than expected. Denif asked:

“How’s it inside? I can’t feel much.”

“It’s slow because of the traps. About 4 people died.”

“It’d be better if we go in later, right?”

“Yeah. Unless it gets too late.”

There was no reason for us to intervene first when they would clear the traps for us anyway.

It would be troublesome for us to find and disarm them ourselves, and we might miss some.

“How long should we wait?”

“Well. Tonight for now? Tomorrow morning? We’ll rush in immediately if anything strange appears in between.”

The contact I dealt with was supposed to go into Selumin to make contact. It’s a two-day round trip if moving without rest.

However, for a project of this scale, there must be a strong person waiting in Selumin as well.

That guy might rush over as soon as he hears the news. If the response is delayed, they might sense something is off.

Then it might be better for us to move first.

And in the early evening.

I decided to move earlier than expected. It was because they weren’t making much progress. Denif was puzzled when he heard me.

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“Aren’t they being too cautious?”

“That’s understandable.”

It’s a temple for the Great Devil they serve. They don’t know what disaster might occur if they touch something wrong.

Some ruins have traps that can collapse the entire structure itself. Their slow pace was within an understandable range.

Of course, the traps installed at the entrance itself seemed quite tough too. The pile of corpses was already close to 20.

That meant half the slaves had died in half a day.

There was nothing more to hesitate about. We quickly infiltrated. We used the route we had dug earlier, timed with their meal time.

The manager was in his room with a female slave. Two were watching the slaves, and five were in the center.

‘It’s like a festival atmosphere.’

Well, from their perspective, they’ve made a huge contribution. Even without feeling it through my winds, the bustle transmitted through the corridor.

We, who came to throw cold water on that excitement, waited with our backs against the wall at the end of the passage. My eyes met Denif’s.

I nodded and touched the mana lamp. The lamp that blinked three times went out. The afterimages of those guys remained on the darkness.

I sensed them with the winds, but I didn’t forget their positions.

“Ah, shit.”

“This is acting up again.”

“Did it happen last time too?”

I threw the short swords. Denif was already rushing in. I quickly followed behind him.

“Last week. It was fine so we left it… Ugh!”

In the darkness, the short swords pierced through two of them. Denif, who ran ahead, slashed one almost simultaneously.

“Wh-what? Why…”

I also thrust in the Ghost Blade. It happened in one breath. I lightly touched the lamp. The light blinked briefly.

This was a consideration for Denif. A momentary flash. The dilated pupils of the devil worshipper who saw us remain.

Denif was already running towards that spot. And when the light went out, the guy fell with his neck sliced.

Denif grumbled in the darkness.

“You didn’t have to do that.”

“Just in case.”

“You should trust me.”

Anyway, the manager was next. We increased our speed and kicked down the door without hesitation.

On the bed, the guy crushing the female slave underneath whipped his head around. Below his eyes filled with shock, something hideous dangled.

The winds grabbed the guy’s body and Denif rushed in. The guy briefly overcame the winds and tried to counterattack.

The naked man swung his fist, but Denif sliced his wrist with a dagger and then uppercutted his chin with the base of his palm.

“Kyaaak!”

After the belated scream of the slave, the manager’s body fell to the floor with a thud. Denif walked over like a machine and cut his Achilles tendon.

There was no reaction, perhaps knocked out from the blow to the chin. Then he lightly struck the woman’s nape to knock her out and probed inside the guy’s mouth.

“Go ahead, I’ll interrogate this one and follow.”

“Will you be okay?”

“There’s no reason for both of us to stick around. I’ll find out what I can.”

When Denif talks like that, it should be fine to trust him. We’ve already cut his arm and leg tendons anyway.

I headed downstairs, leaving Denif behind.

About 20 surviving slaves were eating under the watch of the devil worshippers.

Watching during others’ mealtime means they’re the lowest ranks among them. There was no need to worry.

I walked steadily without even throwing short swords. Since I controlled the sound, the slaves noticed me before the guys did.

A slave eating food tilted his head when he saw me. The devil worshippers who saw that turned to look at me.

But the distance was already closed. The guy in the back quickly moves his lips. Probably a mage.

I walked steadily, sliced the throat of the guy rushing at me first, then immediately threw the Ghost Blade with a wrist snap.

The blade that flew spinning with a swoosh stuck into the mage’s forehead. I retrieved the dagger with the winds.

As the dagger returned to my hand on its own, the slaves fell into a state of surprise and tension.

“Hiiik.”

Someone’s gasp. The slaves were frozen. I quickly scanned them.

It was hard to be sure just by looking. There were about three suspicious ones, but I couldn’t tell if they were originally calm or devil worshippers.

“Wh-wh-who are you?”

“Could it be you came to save us…?”

I didn’t respond to the commotion of the slaves. I was no hero who came to save them.

Instead, I spread the sleeping drug I had inside my cape coat through the winds among the people.

It was a bit wasteful. The amount to put 20 people to sleep is not small. But this was the best option.

I couldn’t kill them all, nor could I save them.

Moreover, it was impossible to show kindness when there might be hidden devil worshippers among them.

All I could do was give them a chance to escape on their own if they wake up before I finish my business inside and other devil worshippers arrive.

I used up almost all the sleeping drug, but it didn’t matter. Whatever comes out of here or not, the immediate investigation had to stop.

They would form a pursuit team, so it would be better to go back down to the empire and come up again.

‘This should be enough.’

As expected. The slaves who were whispering anxiously started collapsing at the same time. I watched them closely. I had deliberately adjusted the amount.

I saw two among them reacting slowly. One quickly looked around and collapsed, while the other pretended to collapse after looking around.

The latter seemed dazed, half-affected by the sleeping drug. That might be why his judgment was slow.

There are differences in how the sleeping drug affects each person, but I was certain.

The breathing of these guys detected by my winds now was definitely not that of sleeping people.

‘So there were some after all.’

This was also why I used the sleeping drug. I used just enough to put a strong man to sleep.

I wonder if these hidden guys know anything?

It was a bit strange. One was sturdy and one looked frail.

Of course, they’d be stronger than the other slaves, but the impression itself was more like a scholar?

A hypothesis forms in my mind. Investigating the temple. They wouldn’t have just dug the ground recklessly based only on the diary.

Wouldn’t they need an expert, like an archaeologist who could see things on site right away?

If there were no archaeologists among the devil worshippers, they would have kidnapped one, and the other might be playing a supervisory role.

Of course, I can’t be certain.

They might not be an archaeologist but an inquisitor-like figure monitoring the other devil worshippers.

But it was a possibility I couldn’t rule out. If I handle this well, I might be able to find out what they’re looking for through that person.

I walked steadily, pretending to look at the people. Then I kicked the frail-looking guy in the stomach.

“Kuhk!”

The immediate reaction is intense. But he can’t resist. My hands were gripping both his cheeks tightly.

“Shh. Everyone upstairs is already dead anyway. And I don’t like noise.”

The winds probe inside his mouth. This time, there was a capsule in front of his molars.

Unlike the messenger earlier, the probability that he knows something is higher. As the pill is pulled out by the winds, his eyes widen.

“Y-you’re a hru-rhafen!”

His pronunciation was strange because I was gripping both his cheeks tightly, but I could understand what he meant. He seemed to have realized it right away because of the winds.

I admitted it frankly.

“That’s right. Ah, it’s better not to have stupid thoughts like biting your tongue. It’ll only be painful.”

I smiled at him. Fortunately, the guys I found were together.

After stuffing cloth into the mouth of the guy I subdued and tying him up, I struck the solar plexus of the guy next to him hard.

“Kuhk!”

As his mouth opened wide, I immediately gripped his cheeks tightly and removed the poison. Despite what just happened, he was stupidly unprepared, so it wasn’t difficult to subdue him.

“You two aren’t here for nothing. One of you is probably something like a captured archaeologist and the other is playing a supervisory role…”

I decided to test the two guys I had set up.

“If you spill everything you know, I’ll help you. I’m going to remove the cloth, but don’t do anything foolish like biting your tongue because you won’t die from it.”

Saying that, I removed the cloth stuffed in their mouths, and the frail-looking guy immediately opened his mouth.

“M-me! I’m the archaeologist! I was kidnapped by them!”

The sturdy guy’s eyes widened. I read his expression carefully. The sturdy guy shouted with an aggrieved face.

“No! I’m the one who was kidnapped! They even forced me to train!”

They didn’t seem to be on the same side. One of them is lying.

And I think I know which one it is.’

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