will co It’s worth seeing the face.
I feel refreshed every ti Count Bossa’s complexion changes while talking to an unknown subordinate. Did you catch on to sothing when you saw him staring at in the middle of that?
Perhaps it was because he submitted a letter to the royal family during the trial. If you look at him, he must have planted sothing in the royal family.
Since he is such a cautious guy even though he clearly knows what cri he is committing, it would be good to keep in mind the possibility that he may have noticed that an abnormality has occurred through a temporary inspection.
“Anyway, what I’m going to do is decided.”
When I put Esmuer’s letter back in my arms and waited for a while, Ragnis, who ca out of the courtroom with a bright expression on his face unlike Count Bossat, found and approached .
“Eldmia? How did you know that you were waiting? Why did you wear the uniform again?”
“I didn’t know and waited, but I was thinking of waiting all day to deliver the good news as soon as possible, sir. Wearing a uniform has sothing to do with that.”
Since there was nothing to hide after dragging it along, when I summarized the stories that happened today and told them, Ragnis reacted a bit dumbfounded.
“I didn’t expect Esmuer to go that far.”
“I never thought I’d be able to intervene like this.”
“You’re not very interested in politics.”
“Because I’m not smart enough to do politics.”
It is possible for clumsy humans to tease three inches of tongue, but to those who live by teasing their tongue, they are nothing more than prey. Just look at Duke Lesrom right now. You really don’t want to get involved?
It’s true even when you look at it with such strange eyes.
“But it’s a bit surprising that it was delivered directly to the royal family. I thought it would be delivered through the Ogatorf family.”
As Ragnis said, I thought so at first, but since it is a docunt with the intentions of the empire written on it in any form, Asilie and Mongsuni persuaded that it could be unintentionally used politically if left in soone else’s hands, and I just took it myself. went. He even said that he couldn’t take in soone who hadn’t been promised in advance, so I just threw it away and returned, but that seems to have room for later enjoynt in its own way.
The envoy who brought the official letter from the empire was kicked out because he did not promise in advance. Next ti we et, won’t he make a very funny face?
I didn’t lie. It was soone of unknown status who shook his head as if he was laughing even though he had nailed it saying that he had to deliver it directly to the king and that he couldn’t take responsibility if he couldn’t.
Of course, I put it in the envelope that Esmuer used for camouflage on purpose, but that wouldn’t be like a surprise box.
“Eldmia? Didn’t you go all the way to the castle and do sothing strange again?”
“No, what do you see as? I’ve been doing well as I was told there, so I guess I’ve been waiting for you comfortably like this?”
“I shouldn’t have said that if I just saw your face expression…”
There were people who looked at like this, so I managed my expression, but it seems that my true intentions were revealed.
However, there are not many things that can be questioned only with a heart attack. I decided to be bold and bold.
“Anyway, it ended earlier than planned, so I’ll go in after doing so other business. I’ll go first.”
“Huh? Won’t you co back together? Cheryl will co soon…”
“Shouldn’t you spend your ti wisely? If the way back is dangerous, I don’t know, but it’s safe.”
Three knights belonging to the Ogatorf family were guarding strictly from the mont she left the courthouse.
They weren’t even strangers, so they just greeted each other in moderation and ended the conversation by patting Ragnis on the shoulder.
“Don’t put off annoying things, you have to deal with them. See you later.”
“…Co before it’s too late.”
“Are you going back before dinner?”
maybe?
Ragnis showed a pouty reaction, as if he didn’t like the ending of the story in a question-like way, but he couldn’t help it.
I don’t know what will happen either, so how can I be certain?
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Dark clouds hung over the clear sky and it started to rain.
The man let out a sigh as he watched the vendors hurriedly tidying up the stalls, which were about to set up stalls until the sun was dark due to the sudden autumn rain.
“It would be nice. I can leave work because it’s raining.”
“Damn it. If I had known it would be like this, I would have worn sothing more.”
I thought I had thoroughly prepared for the sudden order, but I didn’t know that the weather would co as a variable.
The rain, which never seed to stop for a mont, gradually got thicker and the sky darkened, but they couldn’t go back. This is because the target was still walking down the street despite the autumn rain that quickly took away body heat.
The above command was simple. Get behind them and kill them when you get the chance.
Because it was an order that took precedence over anything else, they had no choice. They were destined to keep getting rained on, unless those damned wolves returned to their damn kennels, or voluntarily headed off to die sowhere uninhabited. It seems like I’ve been chasing him for almost two hours already, but I can only sigh at the situation where I might have to follow him for half a day more.
In the anti, the only place he stopped by was a second-hand jewelry store, which made him even more angry. If I can’t kill it, I should have sothing to report on, but I’m just enjoying my walk.
On the other hand, the rain might have been a good sign. Because it was so sudden, the street started to beco quiet in an instant.
A hand signal from another party ca into the man’s field of vision as he rembered where there was a space around here where he could hide a dead body.
intentional outburst. It was a hand signal indicating sheep hunting.
“Is there a place like this near here?”
“Looks like you’re thinking of the sewers.”
“Ah, the back alley tunnel.”
It’s definitely safe there. It’s good for hiding corpses, and there are beggars that can be killed and used to decorate the situation appropriately.
But the ideal situation doesn’t always work out the way you want it to. As such, the man had no choice but to be skeptical while agreeing with the judgnt of his colleagues.
“The place is nice, but if you have a head, you won’t crawl into it on your own, right?”
It is a place where even ordinary citizens have no reason to approach. It’s a ssy and shady place to the extent that you naturally avoid walking unless you’re an idiot because the atmosphere changes just by approaching the surroundings.
Even in the capital of a country, thugs and beggars always exist, and the place they were targeting was a place where they would co and go as if they were at ho. Why would a guy go there because he’s wearing his family’s uniform?
But what is this? The guy was a jerk.
An idiot who entered voluntarily, not ignorantly induced. You could tell from afar that he was so proud of his skills that he jumped in with the idea of taking a chance in reverse.
“I’m sorry, but thank you so much. If I had to walk around in the rain, I might have stabbed you in the street.”
“Who knows? You might be an Aura user who can cut down about six knights who reach Expert.”
The colleagues who moved together were also full of sarcasm and ridicule, let alone caution.
The amount of aura he felt was so insignificant that it was barely noticeable. Even the mbers of the rcenary corps, which are being operated for recruit training without going far, are only at a level where they can win with one eye closed.
It was obvious that they would not be able to withstand even if one of them sincerely rushed from the beginning.
With that thought, they were able to relax even as they drove him into a dead end. Perhaps it was belatedly noticing their presence, which they hadn’t grasped before, I felt his footsteps becoming quicker and more urgent, but there was no way to escape since they had already set foot here.
That’s why they couldn’t easily accept the fact that they couldn’t see the goal they were supposed to see when they reached the expected dead end.
“Sah, are you gone?”
“Crazy. Didn’t you miss it on your side?”
“Bully. I know this better than you.”
“Otherwise, why can’t I see this bastard? Are you saying he even flew in the sky?”
“Oh. It flew.”
There was no one to say first, and the man who was the target was standing where he turned his head.
“Parkour isn’t sothing that everyone does. But fantasy is good, right? It’s really nice that petty things can be solved with magical powers sotis.”
The man said sothing that he couldn’t understand what he was saying and didn’t think it was a big deal as he drew a sword from his waist.
“I know who sent it, and now there’s only a head-to-head match, so I don’t have to ask you guys… That’s why there’s no reason to let you live. It’s a little unfair, but is there anything else? I don’t.”
“Huh. If I had a chance to run away, I should have just run away.”
It is an alley, but never narrow. Even if there were tall buildings on the left and right, four people could run at the sa ti.
“The reason you’re dying here today is because you didn’t understand the subject, Eldmia Ega.”
Six knights draw their swords at the sa ti and emit an aura. A gap that can be noticed even with the slightest aura. If he had an idea, as soon as he noticed it, he would run away without looking back.
It should have been.
“You said you didn’t introduce yourself, but you’re calling people by na shalessly, you fucking bastard.”
However, contrary to everyone’s expectations, Eldmia rushed forward with a laugh.
And they realized that only after the head of their most advanced colleague had been blown off.
“Your cause of death is Anilsa, you bastards.”
The realization that sothing was seriously wrong and the blade began to dance behind Eldmia’s chanting.
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