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!

 

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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

that, she looked up at the place where Laritte was, her eyes

their time

 

blurred and her lungs

 

Laritte—who had left—returned, she was

have you

was both sad

could never find a master like

a place

triggering her

desperation, you become a Swordmaster for a while when you desperately

was originally something I’ve done a

was worried about

you don’t trigger your sword, you both

believed that Redra would be able to do it

 

didn’t want to put Laritte in danger

I got it now.

had been Redra’s master she should protect since

up

in the air followed her from the sword

Laritte

Are we all out?

Laritte threw off one

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

raised her thumb

“Great shot, Madam!”

him as he tried to regain his

two….! I won’t

hurry up and

he planned to laugh while fully appropriating her image begging for help before finally ending

any woman who would face

only one to die

“What?”

turned

sword was covered in flames spreading to all directions in the

when she

everywhere, filled with the dark energy

an instant, the predator and

“Y-You…. You!”

completely mistaken about

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

was unable to summon her sword

“Bartolt, you dolt traitor.”

Wait a minute. Listen to

himself to laugh, slowly raising

kill me? Think about it again. It’s going to be a lot more

 

as he knelt in front of the dark sword that he had witnessed

front of the court that the Empress ordered the Duchess to be killed. Then you can depose the Empress by the power of Cap– no, the

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