Evil God Chapter 51

I turn and face that man.

"Well then, why don't you withdraw first? Please tell me your name, and hand me your bankbook."

When I said that, the man started trembling.

He must've not expected to be called out.

"I,I'm not going to take out my bankbook! Because just like you said before, I'll be troubled if someone stole it."

I narrow my eyes.

"Okay, then tell me your name. Since the documents are in our bank, that'll be fine. There shouldn't be any chance that you won't receive your money."

"Ah, umm……"

The man is at a loss for words.

"What is it? I don't think this is true, it's not like you don't have an account with our bank, right?"

I *zuitu* step closer to the man.

"If so, what did you come here for?"

The man can't answer.

I wait a bit, and move onto the heart of the matter.

"You can't answer? That must be so, because you came here from Scottyard to work!"

I raise my voice, and *bishitu* point at that man with my finger.

"I,it's n,not li,like that!"

That man is obviously flustered.

"What!?"

"Spies from Scottyard came here to agitate us!?"

The crowd fell into turmoil, as if they're were poking a beehive.

I perform a gesture and suppress them with my hands.

When everyone quieted down, the man had calmed down, and tried to form a counterargument.

"I,it's not true. That's not true."

"Then why are you here? You, who doesn't have any business with our bank!?"

"……He's my companion."

From the crowd, one more man appears.

With a grim expression, he had an atmosphere that said he wasn't just a normal person.

"This is my bankbook. This guy had come with me."

I hand the bankbook to Martha, and confirm it.

"Certainly, you are Clyde-sama."

"Do you understand? Then I'll withdraw my money now, because it seems like no one else is going to."

Clyde walks towards the entrance of the bank.

"Can I confirm one thing?"

"……What is it?"

Clyde's eyes show his vigilance.

"You're from Scottyard, but when did you come to Briton?"

"Do I need to answer that question? Are you interrogating me or something?"

"No no, I thought it'd help to prove your innocence."

I shrug my shoulders.

"If he was accompanying you, then why didn't he say that, and panic instead."

Clyde doesn't answer my question.

"Is it because you've never met before? That's something common in spy organizations. He might not have known of you."

Well, even if they knew each other, there's no way their superiors would tell them that they're both spies.

"Are you saying you have evidence?"

"Well, then, I'll check with that person, do you know Clyde-san's address? It's written here in the bankbook."

"Uhh……"

The man's eyes swim.

"My house is that way. Even I don't know my own address, since I just moved here."

Clyde speaks before the man has the chance to expose himself.

It seems this is his limit with his current information.

"Were you two together last night? You seem to be on good enough terms that you're together at a time like this."

"I don't know, I forgot."

Clyde avoided the question.

He's probably being cautious as to not say anything wrong.

"Then let me answer that for you. You two weren't together last night, isn't that right Herkim-san!?"

"Wh,why do you know my name!?"

The underling named Herkim began acting suspiciously after I called his name out.

Of course, this name might also just be an alias though.

"You were at home, with another person. If I remember correctly, his name was Gordoger-san."

"That's ridiculous……were you tailing me? That's not possible."

Yeah, I didn't tail him or anything like it.

"What about it?"

The color of Clyde's face began to show his impatience.

"There's no problem with that, but what did you talk about inside?"

"Just common talk. What we said is unrelated to you."

Herkim's legs were shaking, but he pretended to be tough.

"That's true. It'd be fine if it were just common talk, but what about this?"

I convey their conversation word for word.

"'I was scared this time because the work was so big, but it was surprisingly easy.' 'We also get a bonus. Ah, we have to it in Scottyard pounds though. Ahahaha!'"

I gave them a bonus, and imitated their tones too.

The way Godger speaks is unique, so it gives the impression that they really heard the conversation.

"I believe you had that exchange."

"Yo,you bastard."

Clyde's face went red with anger.

"Th,that's impossible. The room has is highly soundproof, there's no way it could leak out from inside. Was it maybe magic? But that's also impossible, the room should be protected against Sight Vision magic."

In this world, there's a magic that lets you freely look at the world as if it were through a camera.

There are many cases where it might cause a problem though.

For example, conversations between government officials, spy conversations, or women bathing and so on.

There are many scenes that would cause trouble if seen.

Thus, there's also a magic to protect against it.

However, even with that protection magic, the evil gods' Evil Vision won't be prevented.

That's why I looked into it. That room I mean.

I was listening. To their conversation, that is.

"Don't just spit those lies! Show us the evidence, the evidence!"

Clyde screams.

Such a thing doesn't exist.

"Let's use magic to check whether or not I was lying."

"More lies, such a magic doesn't exist."

"Evil Snake."

I cast magic with a small voice.

An unusual phenomenon occurs to Herkim.

"Wh,what?"

The man felt uncomfortable, and took off his upper half of clothes.

Along the man's skin, a snake was moving as it pleased.

It's as if a painting on his skin was moving.

"What is thhhiiiiiissss!?"

"It's a snake of judgement. It eats you from the inside when you lie. Like *bakuri* in the brain."

"I,I've never seen this magic before!"

It's an evil attributed magic, so there's no way he could have.

"The serpent inside your body will definitely tell if you're lying. Now here's a question, are you a spy for Scottyard?"

The man is agitated, and *orouro* looks at his surroundings.

Then, he met eyes with Clyde.

"There's no way this method can be allowed. Hey, can you guys forgive this?"

Clyde tries to instigate the surroundings, but he only gets cold gazes in return.

"Fuck."

Clyde tried to attack me.

However, at that moment, his body is grabbed from behind.

"Violence is not allowed. Please calm down."

A tall figure with a beard. A muscular body.

It's the 5th army corps Gareth.

"What's with this guy, I can't leave his grip at all!"

Although he might be skilled compared to humans, to the evil god corps captains, he's as good as a baby.

There's no way he'd be able to move.

"Well then, let's have the answer now. If we wait too long, the snake will start to eat your brain."

"Hiiiiii! It's true, I'm a spy from Scottyard."

"This iiidddiiiooottt!"

Clyde raises a bitter scream.

"Hey, if I lie, I'll die. Wait, the snake disappeared, thank god."

Around the time he confessed, I released the magic.

This should be enough.

Should I turn these guys into the authorities?

I have no obligation to investigate their spy organization.

"You shouldn't have come out."

I point out Clyde's mistake

If he didn't, at least he wouldn't have gotten caught.

"This mission was extremely important. I won't be forgiven for failing like this. If it weren't for yooouuu!"

The sound of Clyde voicing his grudge echoes around the entire Bank of Briton.

"Unfortunately, it's over. I'm not very interested, but Briton should want your information."

"I can't possibly speak of such things!"

With a face as if he'd resolved himself, Clyde clenched his teeth.

Then, he began to spasm, and foam from the mouth.

"Wh,what's with him?"

Gareth hurriedly examines his body.

Clyde had already died.

"He had poison hidden in one of his teeth. Well, too bad."

It just means he was a wonderful spy.

I guess he had information that he couldn't hand over to Briton.

"Well, now that we know that this mess is the work of the Scottyard Kingdom, is there anyone who still wants to withdraw from their account?"

Without anyone answering 'YES', they left one by one.

"If you have an acquaintance with an account at another bank, tell them this: move their deposits to the Bank of Briton. You can withdraw as much as you want here."

I say that, and finish my speech.

The mess around the Bank of Briton is over.

Probably, the disturbances around the other banks will settle soon.

Chapter end