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Someone came looking for me.

But this time, I had a shotgun and the masterwork sword the dwarf had given me.

“Who am I? A shotgun owner.”

Suppressing my nerves, I slowly approached the door.

And when I slowly opened it,

“So you were inside. I’m an investigator sent by the Kingdom of Kellyerton.”

“Oh.”

A man with dark circles under his eyes stared at me while repeatedly writing and erasing something.

What the hell? He was just an ordinary civil servant.

“What are you investigating?”...