Creator of Death: True Darkness
The Three Successors of Koga: Trouble

"Sister, are you sure that the purpose that father said is here?" Said a girl in her 18s with her exotic brown skin and golden eyes. His long black hair was allowed to unravel in the wind. She was the eldest daughter of the king of Alph, Anastasya Aonaran Koga.

"Hmm? I don't know, but obviously we have to make an effort" replied a titanic-haired man with a soft exotic dark complexion. He was the eldest son of the Alph king, Nouval Aonaran Koga.

Behind them was a black-haired young man with dark skin, similar to both of them. Who seemed to be glancing and watching the surroundings. He was the second son of King Alph, Alvanava Aonaran Koga.

"Oi! The alvan! Can you please just shut up!? At least help me find that meeting place!" Anastasya said coldly facing the young man behind her.

"Guh! How can I help you, brother!? You just noisily do not invite" Gerutu Alvan to his older sister.

"Youyou!" Anastasya looked angry and was about to grab the collar of Alvan's shirt, before Nouval who was next to him pulled the shirt behind him.

"Ah, come on, Alvan, can you find some information? At least you're pretty good compared to me" said Nouval warmly.

"Sure!" Reply Alvan enthusiastically. He then turned towards Anastasya and showed half his tongue scoffing.

"Tch! Just looking for information!"

"Haeh, you guys really can't get along" said Nouval mediate his younger brother.

The two then pulled over to an inn, while Alvan was seen talking to traders while seeming to bargain.

Not long after, he came back.

"How's it?" Nouval asked curiously when Alvan returned.

"Ah, how yes, the information is a little confusing" replied Alvan while scratching his hair which was not actually itchy.

"Tsk! Say you don't get information"

"Tch! Iri said aja"

"What did you say!?" Anastasya protest was upset.

"Ah... what's the information?" Tanya Nouval.

"If we ask some merchants about who leads the city, they will definitely call Tristan by name. But when I said if I had any business with the Azadys leader, they would answer Akara. And it's quite confusing to me" said Alvan seriously.

"Well, I get it, you mean, there must be a lack of information here, right? According to the father's information, the Azadys leader most likely had a leadership base in Qrystial, but the residents knew someone named Tristan as the leader of this city right?" Anastasya replied.

Alvan nodded in confirming.

"That means, if there is no information inequality, then there is only one possibility left, that there are two leaderships in this city. One who is known to Tristan, and one who is known to Akara" Nouval replied in response to the remarks of his younger brother.

Both agreed to nod justifying his brother's words.

"The question is, where are we going? Should we go to the government hall, or to the Azadys auction house?" Ask Alvan.

"Ugh.." Both expressions became gloomy.

Kruyuu...

A voice surprised the three. Alvan laughed a little.

"Ah, I'm a little hungry" he said innocently.

"You're! Our business is not finished yet.."

"Let's eat" said Nouval mediate.

"Yeah!" Alvan girang.

They decided to find a restaurant to prop up their stomachs.

It was late afternoon when they came out of the restaurant and decided to go back to look for a person called Akara-Raka.

It was only a few steps before a shadowy figure ran over and snatched the bag containing their money.

Anastasya reacted quickly, he then tried to pull the man's robe, but his speed was still lost.

"Sister! The briefcase!" Anastasya's shout shocked Nouval and Alvan. The two then turned to face Anastasya and simultaneously ran quickly after the shadow.

But still, the shadows were too fast compared to their running speed.

"Tsk! Damnit damnit! Alvan, don't mind me. At least get the bag and the contents back" said Nouval stalled.

Anastasya caught up with them from behind.

Alvan nodded, "Alright, I'll go after the thief. Tasya, please take care of my brother"

"Hosh hosh, what are you saying huh!? He is my brother! Go there quickly!" Anastasya protested quickly.

While Nouval just smiled wryly.

Alvan turned around and ran faster, he penetrated the crowd very well. Until his steps stopped in a dark alley with a noise.

"Haha! Isn't this luck? Can you get a catch from a rich outsider?" Say something with a heavy voice.

'He is a burly man' Alvan said in his heart.

Well, this is Alvan's ability to unite his senses with the surrounding hard objects, be it wood, or stone.

"Keel! That's right, who would have thought if a small and remote city like this brought in a lot of tourists and merchants, which they must be rich haha!" Say a hoarse voice later.

'He should be an old man'

"Well, however lucky we are to escape the surveillance of the Qrystial government, I hear they forbid any crime against outsiders." A light voice responded to the words of his two colleagues.

'He's a normal person in general'

'How strange, why didn't I find that cloaked man!?'

"Hiks the torch" a small cry shocked Alvan.

"Tch! Stop crying! Didn't you work to treat your mother huh!? If so quickly go and get back to work"

'I haven't been able to unite my vision with the object, but I can listen to it'

'Is it possible that the sound of crying is a cloaked shadow? Damnit damnit! I can't hear his voice for sure, and it's hard to get there to pick up a bag, right?' Alvan's expression complicated.

At the moment, what is in question is the most important thing. It was the jade pact of his father with a noble from Arcnight.

"Oh yeah! You're here Mike!" The heavy voice.

"Hmm? What's wrong?" Ask a light voice.

"Well, that. There is one more item, it looks quite valuable but we do not sell it, our identity is found out" said a hoarse voice.

"Oh? Isn't this a jade pact? If I see correctly this should be made from the blood jade of the legendary beast, and cloaked by the green jade of its delicate motif, it should be a job for the sake of dwarves. Nice work. Fortunately you are not fooled. If if something this valuable is sold, even though it is expensive, but if we sell it in the wrong place it will be dangerous" he said calmly.

'Wawat! If the man hadn't told the others, maybe I could have fooled them. But what the hell is with his sharp analysis, even though he hasn't guessed Arcnight, the two have already guessed Koga! Think, come on Alvan'

'Let's think, if it was Mr Tasya, what strategy would he have?'