- The ball came to an end, that late night.
At church headquarters, the rubbing sound of armor in the doozy and several footsteps that run rough.
Those who advance together - at the head of the Holy Knights is Carotta-Demeyer, the head of the Women's Knights.
Inside the church headquarters where the surroundings calmed down and nothing but them made any noise at all, she rushed forward with her men's holy knights behind her, and when she came to the front of one room, she did not hesitate to kick open the door.
"What is it!?
What was inside was a man in a coat, a belly out.
She was just asleep, and she's getting out of bed dressed and hardened.
"Ki, you, Carotta!! Who turned me down and took the liberty of being in my room?"
"Excuse me for the night, Cardinal Ahdul-Dormor-Rein. Arrest you for (...) national treason (...)"
"Huh, he said it was a national treason!?
He doesn't seem to understand the situation, and he is held captive with his shoulders gutted while stunned by the two Holy Knights, Cardinal Ahdur.
"Ma, wait, some mistake!! Hey stop, don't vandalize the room!!
To obtain physical evidence, he yells at the Saints, who have begun to vandalize the room, and then Ahdur stares at the one who leads this unit, Carotta, and flies the corner foam to arouse.
"You think you can do this for free!? The others aren't shutting up!!
"Hung, the unreadable old age of the situation. You think I'm doing this on my own?
"What...!?
Carotta, who caught a single cheek to mock, when she took out a piece of parchment, spreads it and makes it look like Ahdur.
"Look closely. I don't know what this is."
"- Huh!! The busted form of the joint name......!?
I get a stunned look, Ahdur.
The parchment was a letter containing the contents of bankrupting Ahdur, with the signatures of the other cardinals.
"That's right. You are no longer a priest or anything. Therefore, the Church will no longer protect you."
"Then, stupid......!
"It's over, my former (...) Cardinal. - Take him."
"Ha!"
And, as his men escort Ahdur, who is pale in his face, a man among her men who is entrusting him with the deputy chief emerges from outside the room, saluting Carotta.
"Captain Carrotta, Cardinal Elgar's body has also been detained, reports have come in."
"Good. Any movement on the Saint Knights under your command?
"No, there isn't. I follow this very carefully."
"Hmm... I thought there might be some resistance."
Cochlear nodded to Carotta, whose expression appeared unexpected, and the vice president continued his words.
"Sure, I've thought about that possibility… if I were to say one thing, my men wouldn't be able to choose their bosses,"
To his words, Carotta laughs when she comes.
"Right. I must do my part as a competent boss to keep you from loving me."
"Hugh, if Captain Carotta is going to do all he can, the nobles of the king's capital will never sleep again."
"So are the army."
"Aren't you going to wrap your tail around the surrounding demons and run away?
"The people in the backstreet are sure to turn pale."
That's what another saint around me who was listening to the two conversations says with a laugh.
"You guys, if you want to get so much more work done, you can say that from the start. I won't hesitate to hurt you."
To Carotta with an invincible look on her face, the Saints flee to scatter the spider child, and begin to do each job in this sight.
After smiling bitterly at their condition, but soon returning to a serious look, Carotta continued her words to the Deputy Commander.
"Well, there's still a lot to do. We're going back to work, too. Otherwise, I won't be able to face the man who fed me this far."
"That man, when I say... oh, that's an example mask. Who the hell are you? All of a sudden I started hearing names..."
"I don't know...... But, well, he's on our side, a man of great strength, and a lover that Nell seems to trust wholeheartedly. Especially the last one. That's all you need to know."
"... at all, as always, the captain is sweet on Nell. Well, I know exactly how you feel."
"Well, unlike you bitter girls, you're my only sister. She's cute."
"Oh, you say terrible things."
A deputy commander with a shocked look in a deliberate manner at the shoulder-clapping Carotta.
They slapped each other lightly all the way, then smiled niggardly, and then they went back to their work again.
After the ball, a few days.
Fucking nobleman Argos is jailed, and Minister of Military Affairs Jaima is holding him in the mansion to suspend his authority and seal his movements.
Although I had gone as far as I wanted, but I had not yet grasped Jaima's sincerity, so after discussing it with the King, I had deliberately drilled a hole in the security of the mansion where Jaima was... Still, the Secretary of State for Military Affairs had nothing to show me movement.
In the past few days, thanks to the work of the King's men and the Holy Knights, mainly the Female Knight Carotta, those who had close ties to Argos were captured one after the other, so the destruction of the faction is assured if the other sits and waits.
Therefore, I thought that even if I knew it was a trap, I would have to move something... this thought is a completely removed form.
I'll still have to ask him directly about what he's up to.
- And I've even come to the mansion where Minister of Military Affairs Jaima is currently being held.
The perimeter of the mansion is magnificently solidified without the king's soldiers hiding themselves, driving back the wild horses who are interested and watching.
However, it is only the surroundings that are consolidating, and it seems that they have not entered the interior of the premises, after a single investigation has already been carried out, because Minister of Military Affairs Jama is still in power in the corner (or so).
They say the shanty is to be followed down, and the stripping of office is certain... but not yet.
This old man has a lot of sympathy, and if we're going to punish him badly, it seems there could be another coup, and we'll need solid evidence consolidation to crush that bud.
In order to settle matters quickly, we are not entering the premises now, but simply consolidating our surroundings.
Well, that said, I don't know what's going on around here, so I usually break in!
I mean, you have to find out, you have to find out.
Never overdo it, I was stabbed with a nail, but I also get permission from the king once, so there's no problem around there. Yeah.
So when I activated my covert skills and broke into the interior of the mansion, I went through the maids and butlers working with an anxious look on my face and headed to the office where Jama was.
The structure of the mansion is not lost, as it has been preliminarily investigated using the Evil Eye.
By the way, the mask is already on.
I don't even feel like it doesn't make much sense anymore because I've already found out my face, but I like this mask a lot, so I'd like to wear it if there's a gap.
Proceeding through the large mansion and eventually reaching the desired room, I open the door with Gi as I unravel my covert skills and enter the office.
"- I thought you were coming, Lord Kamen. I'll be waiting a long time. It'll be over soon."
In the office is an old man sitting on a desk, alone.
He seemed to be reading some kind of paperwork, and Soitz didn't even look up, he didn't look surprised, he just said that quietly.
"... Hi. I'll get in your way."
Sitting on the couch installed in the office on its own, the old nobleman seems to have finished checking the paperwork a little, turning this way with his face up.
The expression is calm, and I can't feel any rush for the status quo that my faction is about to collapse, or any alertness to me that suddenly appeared.
In fact, the heartbeat heard by the Demon King's ultra-hearing is also mild.
"Sorry to keep you waiting. So, shall I ask you something? What can I do for you today?
I deliberately opened my mouth in a high-pressure manner to an old nobleman who spoke in a gracious manner.
"… Oops, it seems like your people are going down day by day, but they are getting a lot longer. I came here to worry you'd be okay."
"Well, well. Thank you for your consideration."
An old nobleman who smiles at his mouth and speaks in a floating tone.
... Totally, he's the one with the perfect word for old age.
"- Let's just get straight to it. What are you thinking?
When I decide that my mouth is not likely to be hostile, I look into the eyes of the old man and ask him to determine his sincerity.
"Hmm... my thoughts, huh? Fine, I'll tell you why I'm so long now. I haven't done anything since I no longer need to move (...)"
"What...?
Jaima frowned in surprise at me.
"I've decided to leave the rest to His Majesty and you. - Yuki the Demon King (...) You."
- In a casual tone, that's what I said.