When The Count’s Illegitimate Daughter Gets Married

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!

***

“……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

looked up at the place where

it’s their time to

had been blurred and her lungs

was overwhelmed with emotions and

you

was both sad and

never find a master like

a place where she

condition of triggering her sword was

moment of desperation, you become a Swordmaster for

it was originally something I’ve done a

was worried about

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

Redra would be able to do it

put Laritte in danger for a

I got it now.

master she should protect since she was sent

up

heart pounding against her chest, the mana in the air followed her from the sword handle and surrounded

the items falling from above. Stella and Laritte were almost out of

Are we all out?

threw off

a thud, the shoe hit Bartolt’s careless head and blood flowed out

her

“Great shot, Madam!”

regain his senses,

won’t kill

hurry up and finish

appropriating her image begging for help

any woman who would face her end so

the only one

“What?”

turned to

sword was covered in flames spreading to all directions

when

form turned black everywhere, filled with

the predator and the prey

“Y-You…. You!”

completely mistaken

that Redra—who was all high-and-mighty—would serve an illegitimate girl

unable to summon her sword before—used to be equal to

“Bartolt, you dolt traitor.”

Wait a minute. Listen

to laugh,

Think about it again. It’s going to

knelt in front

the Duchess to be killed. Then you can depose the Empress