Click, click, click—
...There's soone else?!
Following behind the girl was a tall blonde young woman. Her hand rested on the slender rapier at her waist, her gait practiced. Though dressed casually, she couldn't conceal her noble aura.
She naturally walked to the girl's side and tapped the brown-haired girl's forehead with mild annoyance.
"...That's enough from you. Don't arbitrarily rena things using people's nas."
"Eh~~? But I thought it sounded quite nice..."
The two girls' deanors and appearances were complete opposites, yet they were surprisingly in sync.
Wait?
Yvonne?
Upon hearing this na, Floris's expression changed drastically.
Could it be... Could it be that Yvonne Smollett??
...How is this possible??
Why would the Duchess of House Smollett appear here?? Shouldn't she be in the capital, Greenwoam??
Floris's palms began to sweat profusely.
He had heard tales about the resurrected family and the only daughter who inherited the title.
It was said that the Duchess Smollett acted cruelly, employed vicious thods, was deeply cunning, and extrely vengeful.
There were rumors that the Leodru family, which vanished overnight, was her doing.
Recalling the tragic fate of the Leodru family, he shuddered.
Anyone who opposed her never t a good end.
Floris's guilty gaze happened to et the blonde girl's razor-sharp eyes, and his heart trembled.
That contemptuous gaze that seed to not even view people as human... She was clearly no ordinary person!
Just making eye contact with her was chilling...
Seeing her in person today, Floris beca even more convinced of the evil image depicted in the rumors.
Of course, at this mont, Yvonne was unaware that most of the credit and bla for the Witch Lady's deeds had unknowingly been attributed to her.
In reality, her already easily misunderstood fierce gaze had worsened only because her nearsightedness combined with the dusty environnt here made her eyes even more dry...
If possible, next ti she should find materials to make so eye drops...
Born in a small place, how could the small folk have seen such a scene? Sensing the imminent threat, cold sweat seeped from Floris's back.
No, he was the lord. He couldn't panic in this situation!
Besides, didn't he still have people?
Looking at the hundreds of well-trained, fully ard elite soldiers standing behind him, Floris felt more confident.
He still had guards! Surely so many people could handle two little girls!!
To assert his authority as lord, he raised his voice and angrily berated the two:
"—How did you get in here?? Who allowed you to enter??"
"Of course, we ca in through a hole we opened in the front gate—That shabby barrier, I broke through it in just 5 minutes."
The brown-haired girl shrugged and shook her head repeatedly, looking quite regretful.
"...Wh-what?!"
Floris was so angry he nearly coughed up blood on the spot.
The barrier surrounding the territory was established by hundreds of elite spellcasters of their race gathered by the first lord. How... How could this little girl break it in less than five minutes??
"Ultimately, it's because your mages are inadequate. Can't you maintain the barriers more seriously?"
Elsa was quite exasperated. If only the other side had been a bit more serious, breaking through the barrier would have been more challenging for her.
These 'small folk only' limited barrier structures created and developed by the ancestors were quite ingenious, but the maintenance by later generations was quite sloppy. This made Elsa feel quite regretful and disappointed.
"This... This is a self-governing area specially permitted by His Majesty the King—How dare you cause trouble for ?! Withdraw your troops imdiately!! Otherwise, I'll make you suffer—"
Fuming with anger, Floris had completely lost his reason.
"My, such official arrogance?"
Yvonne sneered.
"Here, I am the rule!!"
He couldn't believe these two could defeat his white-scaled elite guards.
Moreover, if he were in danger, the teleportation array he had connected underground could instantly summon reinforcents from the Eastern Country. These were all agreed upon during their initial 'cooperation'—
"Attack!! Seize these two for !!"
He had spent a fortune on these n to protect his life and property. How could they be so easily defeated by two little girls—
However, Floris couldn't smile anymore in the next second.
The brown-haired girl rely raised her hand slightly and moved her fingers. Those soldiers who had charged forward with weapons ready all fell to the ground with thuds, as if under so spell, foaming at the mouth, lying sprawled across the floor.
"—Is that all?"
She raised her hand, then finished them in an instant. What else was there to say?
Elsa dusted off her hands, not even out of breath.
This level wasn't even a warm-up for her.
If the enemy didn't have any decent mages, taking on a hundred opponents single-handedly was effortless for her.
Seeing this scene, the expression of the forr lord froze on his face.
"You... Who on earth are you? Our small folk have no grudge against House Smollett, why treat us like this—If it's money, I can pay! However much you want!!"
"This isn't sothing money can solve anymore, Lord." Yvonne said with a cold smile, pulling out a parchnt scroll tied with silk thread from her bosom.
"What you've done, and what you're doing... Don't you understand clearly yourself?"
She used wind magic to untie the rope in mid-air and tossed it in Floris's face.
"...What is this???"
Seeing the text on this judgnt docunt, Floris's face instantly turned pale.
His lips trembled, his face ashen, because it clearly bore the royal emblem.
Understanding what this ant, he fell from his seat and kept backing away.
"Did you think His Majesty the King didn't know about your illegal dealings with the Eastern Country?" Yvonne said coldly.
"I hereby announce—the stripping of your position as lord—and its transfer to the heir: Yuna Floris. Before the new lord takes office, this place will be officially managed by House Smollett."
"Tis have changed, my lord~"
The knights surrounding the castle below also arrived tily, encircling the forr Lord Floris and placing him in shackles.
"It's over... It's all over..."
Floris trembled, kneeling on the ground.
He never imagined that a hundred years of work would be destroyed in an instant.
"You think this is the end?"
Yvonne glared fiercely at this greedy small folk.
Even if he was her Teacher's father, she could never forgive him.
Next, after extracting every last bit of remaining value from him, what awaited him was an endless prison.
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