Chapter 77

Stella—being the daughter of a Marquis—had learned a variety of disciplines.

Even now, her demeanor was extraordinary. Every march of her shoes crushing the ground was filled with confidence.

“You said there were small castles on both sides of a narrow path, right, Madam? It’s definitely the Twin Memorial Hall. The two castles built as memorial halls were erected symmetrically.”

She clenched her fist.

“I have a good idea!”

Stella was not an idiot. She didn’t mean to lead Laritte directly to the place where Redra was fighting. Instead, she went to the castle in the alley where Redra and Bartolt were fighting.

“Since the first imperial era, each castle has had three side doors. During fires that often occur in winters due to the fireplaces, it’s a big problem if you can’t find an escape path.”

 

She went around the Twin Memorial Hall and found a side door. Then she turned to go to a small castle. It’d been a while since the people abandoned the rooms because of the dragon. A strange air was flowing inside the deserted castle.

A large window was open on one of the walls. Stella and Laritte crouched down and passed under it. Then, both of them peered their heads out a little through the window.

“There’s Lady Redra.”

The scene of the battle was as small as the palm of a hand.

“The Empress is not there as Madam mentioned. Perhaps she left.”

 

Redra was enduring an injury and a disastrous look on her face. On the other hand, Bartolt had a wound, but he was quite fine.

Without turning away from reconnaissance over the window, Stella said. Her plan was simple.

“Madam, shall we gather some hard and small items?”

She was planning to throw them out at Bartolt. Even though he’d trained for decades, his skill couldn’t be strong enough to hold multiple blows.

If we aim properly, we’ll be able to hit Bartolt!

 

***

Both Redra and Bartolt were Swordmaster candidates. As they noticed something cutting the wind from above and falling towards them, they turned their eyes upward.

 

“……What’s that?”

Bartolt saw something hurled at him. He easily avoided it with the tilt of his head.

He laughed as his eyes spotted Laritte above the building.

 

“There’s no need to rush after the Duchess now. Since she decided to wash her neck and wait upstairs.”

“Madam?”

Redra, who was worn out, supported herself with a sword.

“No way!”

you have eyes, see it

the

when it’s their time to die. But, she

 

vision had been blurred and her lungs had been hurting since

 

left—returned, she was overwhelmed with

have you

both sad and

could never find a master

returns to a place where

her sword was

Swordmaster for a while when you

a few times

was

don’t escape with Laritte and you don’t trigger your sword,

would be able to do it for

 

didn’t want to put Laritte in

I got it now.

been Redra’s master she should protect since she was

picked up her two-handed

against her chest, the mana in the air followed her from the sword handle

the items falling from above. Stella and Laritte

Are we all out?

moment, Laritte threw

a thud, the shoe hit Bartolt’s careless head

raised her thumb at

“Great shot, Madam!”

him as he tried to regain his senses, opening

I won’t kill you

up and

fully appropriating her image begging for help

not any woman who would face her

only one to

“What?”

turned to

flames spreading to all directions

when she felt

with the dark energy

predator

“Y-You…. You!”

was completely mistaken about

was no way that Redra—who was all high-and-mighty—would serve an illegitimate girl as

unable to summon her sword

“Bartolt, you dolt traitor.”

a minute. Listen to

himself to laugh,

about it again. It’s going to be a lot more

 

dropped the sword he was holding. Dust rose as he knelt in front of the dark sword that

will testify in front of the court that the Empress ordered the Duchess to be killed. Then you can

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