My Power Of Math Fantasies
9.3 Periphery

I sat down, my heartbeat tightened. S-level missions are no joke. Almost most of the missions above are assassination missions, even many ways of killing are requested. Even the person who requested the murder wanted some limbs from the target.

"Hei-hei-hei is right. Why are all the missions above all related to humans."

Taps....

"Sounds of footsteps?"

I don't know why I became daunted and my mind immediately took the initiative to hide.

"Ah it turns out in this room."

That voice, it sounded like a child. The emerald?

"Something's going on down there. I didn't realize this place because the protector wasn't active."

Emerald started to go inside. While I was still hiding in the corner near the entrance hall—without the door—behind the empty barrel that was charred, the former something that burned.

"This mission.... I finally got here, ha-ha-ha-ha."

Reynald laughed as if he was pleased with what the mission had recorded. It gives me goosebumps. I took the opportunity to get out. I nodded and finally got out of the room. However, when I looked back, Reynald seemed to notice me but he seemed to ignore me.

Is it possible that he thinks of me as a person in rank A and above? Or did he just leave me alone as if I wouldn't have a problem even knowing the mission displayed above? I don't know, obviously I'd be more careful going forward to him.

The aura emanating from his body was not playful. His presence can even be vague, but unfortunately when he saw the mission earlier the thirst will kill him very clearly felt.

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A few days earlier on the other hand was Resha. He came to the border region between the periphery and the region which was quite normal. It is clear that the border has a green side filled with rice fields and plantations and a tall wooden fence towering pointed.

And on the other side is a derelict area with unfit buildings, accompanied by dry land used as a directionless footing and grass scrubland that is not maintained its rapid development.

At the border, Resha is on a pointed wooden fence. He observed the outskirts from above. There are not many people around the border. They were all without exception children going to hard-working areas, mining coal, lifting up land and rocks.

These areas can be said to be quite far from the area where they live.

Resha looked back again, he paid attention back to the region that was said to be normal territory. Blowing wind hit Resha's face, breathing cool and breathing dusty stuffy smell as if united in the fence.

Resha took the cloth in her pants pocket. The cloth is tied from the top of the nose to the back of the head. Make a mask to cover the smell of garbage disposal around the area where the wasted person who is forced to work with the minimum wage.

The children's cries began to sound as Resha walked deeper. Seen children with conditions that are so malnourished, thin to look like they do not have meat on the body.

Black eye bags, and reddened eyeballs. Dry tears covered in dust, greatly disdained their helpless faces, as if they had no intention of living anymore.

Running, dragging legs, coming for Resha.

"I'm not cool."

Resha clenched her hands full of anger, saying nothing, Resha went to eliminate the figure of her existence while leaving the food she had.

The tension from their look was so clear, no one was smiling let alone joking. Sweat drops always bathe them, no matter if they are female or male. They are all just tools that are used and then thrown away when damaged.

Resha walked while still hiding her whereabouts. He focused on some workers who had suspicious movements. The worker looked so agitated, then left his flock. He's headed into the underground mining. Right into the looming ground.

Inside there is no mining activity taking place. It was the cold darkness that felt. The worker continued walking and it turned out that the worker met his herd which was very much inside.

"Replace my position, and quickly guard the door outside."

The workers whispered to each other. Resha quickly hid behind the rocks of a different passageway.

"I'M TIRED! WHEN DO WE DO IT!?" call one of the workers.

"When are we going to do it!?" just scream another one.

"GOBL*K, wait a minute. If you do not want to die in vain here, then be patient. We wait for our leader. Without him we wouldn't be able to move well."

Instantly they all fell silent, noticing the one person who appeared to stand out.

"Don't rush. I'm sure we'll be doing it soon. We will pay back what they did to us. We also reply to our brothers who have been exhausted in the village of rocks there!"

Prok-prok-prok, the clapping of someone's hands from the direction of the other hallway stopped the spirit cry of the person earlier. The workers turned their heads along with curiosity and shock.

Someone's silhouette? Not much more than Resha expected. They all came out of the hallway opposite the direction of the outer door passageway. Feels endless, there are dozens or even more.

As if leading, the one who clapped his hands earlier was immediately crucified by the one who had been making a loud speech.

"How's it?"

"Safe, sir."

Silvery white hair, with a simple silver armor that only covered the chest, back, shoulders, and arms. Platinum sword next to the waist with the handle of the sword is right on the border between the eyes of the sword there is a gem— patterned purple cut flowers that are very distinctive to know. He must be one of the higher-ups of the Kingdom of Flower warriors. He's a knight, Resha thought.

"We can't stay here for long. Come on, follow me immediately," said the expected knight.

"hust, you take care of the back. Let no one follow us." The orders of the person who followed the Knight. Two of the subordinates of the knight immediately went towards the front hall of the entrance of this mine tunnel.

This location is not known by the people over—people in charge of supervising the workers. It might not be impossible if it was the insiders who betrayed them.

"I must pierce this further," Inner Resha.

Which drain continues not Resha ignore. When he hides sometimes Resha will close back her skills and allow herself to fill up the mana as time is taken. It may not be long enough to refill, but it has helped Resha to not run out of mana quickly.

Resha walked following the group. He used again his existence-busting skill. Their accompaniment seems to be being hunted, as if they think time is a bomb that will hit.