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!”

eyes,

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

cries when it’s their time to die. But,

 

and her lungs had been hurting since

 

she was overwhelmed

have you

both sad

master like Laritte to

place where she might

condition of triggering her sword was

you become a Swordmaster for a while when you desperately

it was originally something I’ve done a few times

he was

don’t escape with Laritte and you don’t

that Redra would be able to do it

 

put Laritte in danger

I got it now.

master she should protect since she was sent with

picked up her two-handed

her heart pounding against her chest, the mana in the air followed her from

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

Are we all out?

moment, Laritte threw off one

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

her thumb

“Great shot, Madam!”

rose inside him as he tried to regain his senses, opening

I won’t

hurry up and finish

to laugh while fully appropriating her image begging for help

woman who would face her end

only

“What?”

turned to

flames spreading to all directions

when she felt

turned black everywhere, filled with the dark energy summoned from her

predator

“Y-You…. You!”

was completely mistaken

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

her sword

“Bartolt, you dolt traitor.”

Wait a minute.

forced himself to laugh,

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

 

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

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

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