"Oh, right. Don't come crying to me about this later. I've got something I want to test, so you'll be keeping me company. Additional Magic — 'Tickle Bind'!"
From the black hands already restraining the target, even more hands branched out, piercing through his clothing and starting to tickle him.
"Ngh......"
About five minutes must have passed.
He didn't seem to be changing much.
Tough one, huh.
Alright, brute force it is, then.
"[Space-Time Magic]—'Fast Clock.' Enjoy twenty-four hours' worth of tickling all at once!"
I afflicted him with only the cumulative result of an entire day's worth of tickling.
He couldn't immediately process what I'd said, still wearing an expression that said he could take it—but his body would soon understand.
"Bwah-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha,
Shhtop it!
......,
N-no, pleash!
......,
Hic—
,
I-Ishn't—
,
Hy-huu
,
I'll telll everithin
……………………"
Well, guess you're ready to talk.
He's deathly pale and completely limp, though.
I'll release the "Tickle Bind" for now.
"So, who are you really?"
Hm? No response.
H-he's dead……
[Sacred Magic]"Resurrection"
"……………ugh, I'm pretty sure I got tickled so much I couldn't breathe and lost consciousness… Was it a dream…"
"It wasn't a dream."
"Eeek!"
He comes back to life and stares at me with a face frozen in terror.
This… I didn't even need the full 24 hours' worth of tickling?
Then next time, 12 hours should do it.
"P-please, stop! I'll tell you anything!"
Oops, my inner thoughts might have leaked out.
"This is a special room belonging to the information guild 'Green Eyes.' My role is to use the surveillance skill [Telescope] to monitor targets without ever leaving this room."
"Stay inside the room? But this room doesn't even have any windows…?"
"I can see right through buildings."
Hold on, isn't that basically a free peeping pass?
No, no—let's not think too deeply about that. It feels like a line a decent person shouldn't cross.
"So why were you watching me?"
"I received orders from the boss. I was instructed to investigate you."
"Then take me to the boss."
"Right."
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"So you're Osello, the boss. Why did you have your underling spy on me?"
A middle-aged man with short blue hair looked the part of a boss.
His eyes were sharp.
"So you're Alan, eh? Breaking in here like this… so it really was you who did it."
"Slave Choker."
"What the hell do you think you're doing?! Aghghghghghgh!"
"Let's cut the nonsense. Whose contract was this?"
"Aghghghghghgh! It was Marquis Hannibal Slane! He hired me because the supply of illegal slaves from the White Slave Guild dried up, and he wanted me to find out why!"
The White Slave Guild?
Wasn't that the awful, unscrupulous slaver guild that lied to me a while back, claiming they had a battle maid?
"Lord Hannibal rose to power through illegal slaves. He supplies them to the nobles under his wing and commands a force rivaling the Three Great Electors. He wouldn't let someone who disrupted that go unpunished—there's no way he'd just let it slide."
Oh, is that so.
"That person is dead serious, you know. They were even placing high-paying requests with small-time information guilds, after all."
Wait… the request Char accepted with that smug grin on his face — could it possibly be…
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