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!”

have eyes,

at the place

time to die. But, she

 

blurred and her lungs had been

 

she was overwhelmed with emotions and

you

was both sad

never find a master

returns to a place where

of triggering her

become a Swordmaster for a while

I’ve done a few times in

he was worried about

and you don’t trigger your

believed that Redra would be able

 

didn’t want to put Laritte in danger

I got it now.

been Redra’s master she should protect since she was sent

picked up

mana in the

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

Are we all out?

that moment, Laritte threw

shoe hit Bartolt’s careless

raised her

“Great shot, Madam!”

to regain

won’t

hurry up and

planned to laugh while fully appropriating her image

she was not any woman who would face her end so

you’re the only

“What?”

turned to

sword was covered in flames spreading to all directions

when

filled with the dark energy summoned from her

an instant, the predator and the prey had

“Y-You…. You!”

was completely mistaken

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

unable to summon her sword before—used to be equal to his…..

“Bartolt, you dolt traitor.”

Wait a minute.

himself to laugh, slowly raising

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

 

as he knelt in front of the dark sword that he

ordered the Duchess to be killed. Then

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