Akuyaku Reijou ni Nanka Narimasen. Watashi wa『Futsuu』no Koushaku Reijou desu!

Arrive in the confinement room of the Waluze residence.

"Martha, Ark"

Two people who sensed intent in my voice disappeared. And I've got four new ones. I know who my squire sister and brother are. I'm a ninja. Definitely. Gaeta is donning too, but I'm not losing either. I'm very surprised.

"Darkness, are you there? Sleep with these four and this man. And I need a phantom that looks like nothing's happening to this entire mansion."

"Yeah, I got it."

"Wow, I can count on you."

"Uh-huh! If it were me, there would be no creation!

Darkness, I appreciate it, but I'm a good reader, right? Isn't that too chocolate?

"Hal, Sui and Alisa work together to prevent sounds and intrusions."

Copy that.

"Huh."

"Let me know when Koo senses the heat source, just in case. Be careful if there's any strange noise."

"Yes."

In the meantime, is this where the instructions are?

"Martha, Ark, any other signs of bugs?

"" No ""

"You, who are you really! There's no way! Besides, with a demon sealed collar on, we can even transfer magic..."

"Oh this?

The collar broke with a mistletoe pakin.

"You couldn't stand my magic."

Heh, and I give you a nasty laugh. The demon sealed collar has capacity and breaks when it exceeds its limits. Normally, it doesn't break.

I heard doodles and footsteps, a ravioli with a messy face with tears and a runny nose and a beautiful healing girl with a razor ear… I recognize you… came in.

"Sorry! Sorry!!

And Mr. Ravioli shows off his stunning sliding dungeon. The dungeon is already full.

The beautiful girl and I managed to calm Mr. Ravioli down, and Gaeta ended up discussing it while in captivity.

Martha's suggestion that the bugs should be left to my mother because my mother is an angelic person who draws information, and that once Ark returns to the mansion to explain it because Jend will disappear and the mansion will be in trouble.

Is that you, mother? What kind of a revelation is that? Brainwashing system? Is that why you got that unscrupulous pledge? I can't question my mother enough.

Well, some people don't know their names, so let's start by introducing ourselves.

"I'm late for my application. My name is Rabbisha. I'm the eldest daughter of the Waluze family. I'm seven years old."

Ahhhhh! I remember! This kid is a handy help character who informs heroines in games!! You're a heroine's best friend! The inside of… hides and introduces itself only with a sober look. Surprisingly, the gator is 17. I thought it was about 30 because I have an old face.

"… Now that I've introduced myself, I'd like to discuss your treatment…"

"I did it alone. If I die. Don't put your hands on my father or my sister."

"In the meantime, leave the Gaeta joke..." No kidding! Fathers have nothing to do with this!!

"... Normally, if you're guilty of attempted assassination of the Duke's Lady, you're guilty of the death penalty of the Single Brotherhood. You're civilians."

"Nah..."

Gaeta's eyes stain with despair. I think I finally understand where I stand. Nobility does not pass only by the parties, but not by civilians.

"Dear Rosalind, would you please forgive me with my neck? These children are children."

"I can't. You want me to perjure myself? I have no interest. And I don't want my neck."

"... So what do you want?

Rabbisha looked me in the eye. Smart girls love it.

"Like you?

"I understand. I pledge my allegiance to Master Rosalind. But it's not enough, is it?

"Right. Gaeta, are you willing to be my slave?

"... so if the fathers help. Slaves or whatever, so... help me!

Gaeta cried out. I really wanted to protect my family, and maybe I've always been threatened and at my limit. I sighed.

"I have no choice. Jend asked me to do something about it. I don't have time, and I'll say it briefly. You were hired by my father to be one of the Dukes of Gerald."

"What?"

"I mean, you were undercover at the behest of my father, the Chancellor."

"...! Yes!

He understood, and the light returned to Gaeta's eyes.

"I'll pack the fine settings later. Give me all the paperwork that incriminates the Duke of Gerald and his party!

"Yes!"

"Got it!

Is that it? And Rabbisha? Mr. Ravioli is a poker.

While waiting, Mr. Ravioli told me about the pounding. He kept the poor children and was in an orphanage. Gaeta gave me a golden measure and I've been doing pretty well lately. Maybe Gaeta was threatened from around there.

Orphanage brothels are not a lucrative thing to volunteer for. But he said sobbing that his son and daughter agreed and they didn't complain even if they had trouble eating.

By the end of Mr. Ravioli's story, the two of them were back. Give me the paperwork in both hands.

I looked through your eyes, but this is amazing. Pass to Martha silently. Martha spills the grin of a carnivore. The force is amazing.

I'm sure you're guilty of this.

"Wow, I was collecting evidence for myself, too. How about that?

"You're doing great."

Said the dreaded Rabbisha. Looking happy with my words. Pretty, but horrible. I can't believe I'm getting all this stuff out at this age... and I don't want to turn it around on my enemies.

I did my magic, called back, activated an improved version of the magic.

"I am pleased to announce to all the Knights and Beastmen units on standby. We've secured the evidence. Especially Unit I... Curtis searches the Duke Gerald's residence as a matter of priority. All other troops are requested to forcibly search the aristocratic mansion on the list given in advance. There are no changes. Best regards,"

Replies come from each unit one after the other. If the evidence was obliterated, I'd be in trouble, so I asked the Knights in advance for Curtis' super intuitive, sorted unit to do this mandatory investigation, and they were waiting for me.

If the assassination fails, the aristocracy runs into preservation, right? I won't give you time to hide evidence!!

I'm home.

Ark is back. Explain the course.

"Well, do you want to make a contract? It's time for nobles to make contact."

That's right, I'm a squire/arc who can. Excellent.

"I wonder if I'll join the search, and Jend will help me. Jend's probably super intuitive, so he's pretty good at searching."

"Then Jend can act with me and Alisa. Hal alone is good enough for this mansion. Can I escort you to Koo, just in case? He who tries to bully Rosalind, we will never forgive him."

Jend ⇒ Maybe super intuitive

Alisa ⇒ Uncurse Trap

Sui ⇒ Instructions/Staff

Kou ⇒ Guard

That's a brilliant formation. And the staff (sui) is super motivated. I'd rather kill him. I asked Mr. Leonid and his team to go.

I am Dirk and Duke Gerald's residence. Curtis and crisp rendezvous.

"Rosalind, this is"

"Seizure"

"What's this?

"Seizure"

Scary, super intuitive! If they see me accurately, I'm discovering nasty things all over the place. Besides, it's not just evidence. It's old love sentences. Poems do it, black history also exhumes cancer. So pathetic is the captive duke.

"Rosalind, what's this?

"Magic Verification Box."

He says magic certification can't be opened except by recognizing the magic of an individual and the owner. Analyze box magic, tune…

"Amen."

"Then, stupid! That should only be open to me!

"This type is surprisingly easy if you can tune in. I'm all attributes, so as long as I can adjust the magic, theoretically, whoever owns this box, I can open it."

"Then, stupid..."

Duke of Gerald, who nods. What's in it... my assassination contract? That's my assassination request. I guess the doer is someone in the bug.

I got some obvious evidence, so I left it to Curtis and Rudolph, and I joined Dirk and Leonid. Mr. Leonid, what's going on? It's a long shot.

"It's awesome, your place. I'll break the heart of the nobleman, and I'll find him."

My kids, they worked hard. Especially Suey. He is a harassment specialist.

Jend was still super intuitive, too, excavating one nasty potato after another. And the collaborative play that breaks enemies' hearts in black history is brilliant.

I gently followed Mr. Leonid's team.