It has been a month since they set out on their journey. Albe and his friends had entered a town called Kumoha.
This city is so-called,
It was a walled city. It was a major transportation hub with the borders of four countries bordering on it. It was a logistical hub where people and goods gathered, and because of this, there were many battles fought over the land since ancient tis.
The current ruler of the city is the Kingdom of Rabso, and under the reign of King Nefa II, who is famous for his wisdom, the city has developed dramatically.
Albe was curious to see the city where people of different races co and go, and he kept moving his head from side to side as if he was busy scurrying around all the ti. As if she was not interested in him, Mirwa was walking with her eyes fixed on only one point.
She was looking for a place to stay. She was looking for an inn with the most luxurious rooms in the city.
Their trip was nothing short of comfortable. They decided to stay at the best inn in the city. Naturally, they chose the most expensive and luxurious als available in the city. Thanks to this, Albe gained so weight. Milwa, on the other hand, did not change her figure at all. She always ate twice as much as Albe did.
The inn they chose that day was built like a castle. The rooms were spacious, and the beds were large and roomy. The furnishings were magnificent and had the look of a room belonging to royalty.
A few monts after they had unpacked their luggage, won dressed as maids entered the room. They prepared the al with great care, bowed reverently, and left the room.
They took their seats silently and brought the prepared al to their mouths in silence. Albe, who was fortunate that his father had been so strict with him, ate in a proper manner, even if it was a lie, but Milwa's manners were crude. She should have known such manners as she was a rich woman's mistress, but in front of Albe, she exposed her true self without any hesitation. She took the prepared als one after another into her mouth as if she only needed to fill her stomach. It looked as if she was swallowing the food without even chewing it.
Albe continued to act as if he was not interested in her. To tell the truth, she has such good looks. I thought that I would have been more fascinated with her if I had eaten in a proper manner, but it was obvious that it was useless to say such a thing.
"You."
Albe suddenly looks up when he is unexpectedly spoken to. In front of him was Milwa, who was staring at him on her cheekbones.
"What is the na of that poison you make?
"Na?"
"Yes."
"......"
Co to think of it, there was no such thing. Poison is just poison, Albe says to himself in his gut. It won't make any difference.
"If we use that poison here and a lot of people die, the na of that poison will be the na of this city, ......Kumoha, right?"
Albe frowned, unable to grasp what she was trying to say. Milwa saw this and started laughing.
"Cahahahaha. If you kill a lot of people with that poison in Agartha, it will be called Agartha, won't it? Interesting. Isn't it funny, cahahahahahaha!"
Albe had no idea what was so funny. However, he instinctively knew that he should not argue with her.
"I think I'll na your poison Soleil."
"......"
Milwa smirked, a sneer on her face. Albe just watched her expression in silence.
"Let's kill as many people as we can with that poison. The more we kill, the more people the poison will terrorize. At the sa ti, they will hate the poison. In other words, the hatred of the na Soleil will increase."
Do you really want to go to such lengths to discredit this woman Soleil? Albe was well aware of his own twisted personality and thought that not many people could be more eccentric than he was, but Siljus sitting in front of him was far more twisted than he was, even to the point of insanity.
Albe suddenly thought of the woman nad Soleil, whom Milwa hated. During his month-long journey, he had gathered a great deal of information about the king of Agartha and his queens. He had heard that Soleil was a woman of exceptional proportions and beauty, and that n who saw her were generally captivated by her. It was rumored that she beca the queen of the king of Agartha because of her beauty.
If she was such a desirable woman, I honestly wanted to see her at least once. However, Albe was not fond of large won. Being rather petite, he preferred won of similar build to himself. In addition, he tended to prefer intelligent and bright won, perhaps because he had a complex about his own abilities. In this light, Riccolette, the rightful wife of the king of Agartha, or Queen Considine, seed to be the most suitable for his taste. Albe's attention naturally turned to these two.
"You."
I heard a low voice, as if to pull back to reality from my delusional world. I looked over to see Milwa looking at with a clearly unhappy expression on her face.
"I don't mind if you have other won. But only after you have satisfied .
"......"
"If you have ti to think about other won, think about how to satisfy . ...... Don't worry. If you can kill Soleil, you can have all the other won you want. And if you can kill the king of Agartha, you may free his queen as much as you like.
"......"
Albe lost his appetite at once and quietly placed the knife and fork in his hand on the table. A few monts later, won dressed as maids arrived to take down the dishes. They quickly cleaned up the dishes and magically filled the bathtub in the bathroom next to the table with hot water. When they were out of sight, Milwa hurriedly took off her clothes. Seeing this, Albe slowly undressed as well.
"Co on. Co on, wash!
Milwa said and headed for the bathroom. She jumped into the bathtub to get herself wet and stood in front of Albe, who ca in late. He was carrying a bottle of washing liquid that he had picked up on his trip. He takes so of the liquid from the bottle and carefully sars it on Mirwa's body. He sared it on Mirwa's body carefully, as if he was polishing sothing important.
Tomorrow you will wake up early.
"......"
"You saw the well near this inn, didn't you? Throw your poison ...... soleil there. Throw it into so other wells as you see fit. Make as much poison as you can so that you can kill as many people as possible. Is that clear?"
Albe did not say anything, but simply washed Mirwa's body. Mirwa understood that Mirwa had agreed to this and stopped Albe's washing with her hand.
"Get up. I will wash you this ti. Tomorrow will be a morable day when the na of Soleil will be disgraced. Tonight is a prelude.
Then Milwa put her hands on Albe's face as if she was holding him between her hands and took his lips in hers. Albe held her small body tightly in his arms.
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