Once we decided to use Hers to infiltrate the empire, the next issue was to decide exactly where to teleport to.
How about the imperial court? The room I used to live in should be accessible only to my maids.
Rossellia modestly raised a hand and made a proposal. Surprisingly Luna, her loyal attendant, expressed disagreent.
We do not know how many of those working in court are on Prince Gretts side. Regardless of the circumstances, he is now emperor: we cannot be sure that all maids will be loyal to you, Princess.
Why not use the empty lot I used for spear training, then? I went there to hide from my father, so barely anyone ever goes there, but its not too far from the court.
Shana gave her own proposal, to which I nodded.
Right. I want to see the state of the capital too, so itd be better to teleport outside the court.
The location was decided: now we just had to go. We quickly prepared the necessary weapons and ergency rations, and then gathered in the room once again.
Counting on you, Shana.
Rest assured, Master.
I gave Hers to Shana and pulled her closer.
Mph! Excuse !
Whoa, hey.
For so reason, Rossellia grabbed my left arm with an annoyed expression on her face. She held it tight, like a child hugging their parents.
Lady Rossellia, it might appear unfair to not wait for the others.
The early bird gets the worm, as they say! I will not relinquish this spot!
Sakuya glared at the princess, but Rossellia puffed her cheeks and looked the other way. Sakuya quickly figured out she was really not going to budge and hugged my back instead.
Well well, the princess is rather different from how I rembered.
AahPrincess, what has co of you
Shana looked at Rossellias antics with a warm smile, while Estia looked like a father witnessing his daughter being taken away by a suspicious man. They both then grabbed the edges of my clothes.
Be very careful, everyone
owco backalive
Yeah. The old man might ask you all sorts of questions, but bear with him, alright? Well be back soon,
Here goes!
Shana activated Hers. The white light emanating from the sphere filled the room. Followed by a cracking sound.
The next instant, everything went pitch black.
where are we?
L-Lord Dyngir? You are there, yes!?
Yeah, I am, but
I answered to Rossellia, who held my arm even tighter than before, then looked around. We were surrounded by complete darkness: in addition, we couldnt even move freely, as if we were stuck in a box.
Lord Dyngir, this is an unexpected developnt. We cannot move.
..hmm, this isnt good. Cant see anything either.
Eek! Who is touching my behind!? It cant be!
Hmm, what a dangerous situation this is..hmm
The bodies of four won were pressing against mine: a tender, warm, indescribable feeling of happiness. The sll of their sweat added even more to the already ecstatic experience. For a split second, I thought I wouldnt have minded enjoying it forever.
I guess forever would be a bit too long, though!
I kicked, with all the strength I could muster. The wall in front of crumbled and fell, letting light in. A few more kicks made the hole large enough to reveal the scenery behind the wall.
This isa storeroom?
We were indeed inside a storeroom. We had ended up in a wooden crate, of which there were many more stacked around.
Either we went to the wrong placeor they built a storehouse in the empty lot.
As it turned out, the location Shana chose had been turned into storage. And we ended up inside one of the crates stored there.
which answe could have ended up inside a wall? Pretty dangerous developnt.
Indeed, to see a nostalgic place transford into thisis kind of sad.
Yeah, Im not talking about that
I sighed at Shanas lancholic reminiscence.
I definitely did not expect sothing like this to happen: maybe I should have asked Kanna where to teleport.
Lord Dyngir, I found a door.
Yeah, lets just get out of here
We went out of the storehouse and found a series of brick and mortar buildings. Compared to Lamperouge, the architecture seed to be an older, more traditional style.
I would have loved to take a leisurely look around, but sothing else grabbed my attention.
Thats
A gigantic building piercing the sky, just like a sword rising from the ground. It was sothing modern architecture could not create: sothing that could only be a product of divine intervention.
So thats the tower of BabelZeus.
I whispered, a mixture of fear and excitent in my voice.
The greatest, strongest ancient weapon towered before my eyes.
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