"Arena...... you say?

Zelle-Window was stunned once again at the entrance and exit of the underground passage. I had to. Because you've heard the destination of the Sydney Mercenaries.

Esq had a map of the underground passage. It was also conceded by Langleed Zan-Sydney from Keene-Window and was said to have been deposited with Remil-Folk Ray from Langleed. That map alone is astonishing, but when I asked him where he was going to rely on the map, he had to be stunned by the answers he returned.

We're going for the arena.

The arena should now be in the midst of preparations for a public execution to take place at 2 p.m. Sometimes the king is staying, and security is extremely tight. The King's SS, Heavenly Wings, Heavenly Mouth Corps, and the Royal Army Beast Battle Corps, are said to be hitting the guard. It is precisely a formation that does not pass through a mouse or a bug, and even though it is a public execution, it seems that it is difficult to even step into the execution venue.

But if you use underground passageways, you won't be bothered by a tight security net on the ground. Of course, it would be difficult to get into the arena interior facility from the basement, but you would be able to get to the vicinity of the arena very quickly. So the Esques have stepped into this mansion.

That's good.

The problem was the purpose of going to the arena.

If it's just to see a public execution, you can put it in from the front. Though strict security, if the mercenaries were not in possession of weapons and murder weapons, albeit in a very different fashion than the loose ends, they would be admitted to the venue without any problems.

However, the Esques say there are circumstances that force them to use the underground corridor. Does that mean, in other words, that you want to enter the venue while still in possession of weapons and murder weapons?

"No way, are you going to stop Uncle Larnheil from executing him?

When Zele asked, Esq's face, lit by the demonic crystal lamp, grinned chilly.

"That's not true."

"Stupid......"

Flashy.

Public executions are carried out on the initiative of the Royal Palace. Sometimes the collar uncle will be judged, and it is to be done in the presence of King Reserg Ray-Abad. Stopping it equals challenging the kingdom of Abard. It was treason against the royal family and an act tantamount to turning everything in the kingdom against the enemy. And perhaps, not to succeed.

The Sydney Mercenaries are a powerful force in Abad. That was powerful enough to give it to the lead, to compete for results with the samurai led by Princess Sheila. But the other guy is the other guy. The Royal Army Beast Battle Regiment, King's SS/Heavenly Wings, and Heavenly Mouth all turn to the enemy. Lots of passives. No matter how Sydney mercenary regiment, no matter how Sydney's "sword demon," I didn't really think I could cut through it.

"Oh, you're gonna do something ridiculous."

All the mercenaries in Sydney, not only Esq, are laughing. Both Remil-Folk Ray and Dorin-Nog enjoy this outrage sincerely. It was clear from their eyes that it was not a question of winning or succeeding.

"But if you don't, isn't the Window Clan in danger too?

"... sure"

I didn't deny it. That keeps Zele from trembling day and night. Together with the clan royalists, they are terrified that the day will come when they will be executed in the show. That is why we remain silent, quiet and show our sincerity. That's what we're hoping will pass on to the Royal Palace and remain on hold for disposal. but I don't think so, either.

"Is Uncle Taural's clan royalty following the Sidor family, us Sidonian mercenaries, or the Window clan? Mercenaries could be behind us."

He's right. Then the Sidor family or the Window clan must be named in the jade. If we were to execute what we gave the Sheilas to show off, we would have to. After the Battle of Endwidge, even Larnheil, who immediately expressed his sincere intentions, will be executed along with the Clan Royal Party.

There's no way the Sidor family and the Window clan are going to be executed.

"But... so what happens? Even where this execution has been ruined, I don't think the Royal Palace will change its attitude..."

"That's when it happened."

"... there's something going on?

"That sort of thing. Don't wait for good news."

"... I'm not expecting anything."

Zele told him without hesitation. Be careful not to show the inner agitation even fine dust. Maybe, maybe I will. Somewhat, I couldn't contain myself from expecting it. If their outrage had worked and the storm of solemnity, which was similar to the show to the Sheila sect, had subsided, it would never have passed it. Even if we fail, it's the mercenaries who die.

And the fate of waiting in the event of failure is no different than if no action were taken.

"but let's pray for martial arts"

"That's all I need."

Leaving that behind, Esq went down the underground aisle. Following Esq, below Remill, nearly fifty mercenaries descend underground. Some of them wore jackets, but that didn't matter. It had nothing to do with what the members of the Sydney Mercenary Corps were dressed like.

Zele had something to think about.

(Well... how do I say escape)

The Abad army, who overheard the information that an intruder had appeared at the main residence, must have sent soldiers over to hear the circumstances.

"Bastard of Zele, he said he still had a shady face. He said he was going to lose his mind."

Esq's vomit-dropping voice echoed loudly in the narrow space of the underground passage.

"I have trouble being cheerful under these circumstances,"

When Remill told him, Esq glanced at him.

The underground passage is stretched beneath the Sentier. Though intricate as a labyrinth exactly, the map contained the landmarks that the historical lord of the Window family had put on it, and the story was that if we relied on it, we could easily reach the arena.

In a narrow but long passage, a row of nearly fifty bent men follows.

Sheila, naturally, was in the lead group and was running right behind the esc with Setuna. He holds a cloth bag with a heart of beast and his right hand holds Setuna's hand. As she entered the underground passage, it was unconscious behavior that connected her hands with him, and she smiled bitterly at such her own familiar behavior. In case you ever went back to your routine like this, it might not have been a bad idea to keep playing Setuna's wife. In that case, I would buy Miliu's wrath and Lem would hate me.

"Can you trust that man?

When Setuna asks Esq, Esq stops her leg, and starts illuminating the wall with the light of a portable demonic crystal lamp. The mark seems to be engraved on the wall.

"Do you mean Zele?"

"Who else?"

"Right. Well, you can trust me. I can't trust you."

"I don't think so."

"No, well, it's a good idea. There's nothing I can do."

Esq told him in a light tone that he had finished matching the marks on the map with those on the wall, illuminating the passage with a demonic crystal lamp. The demonic crystal lamp for the mobile phone was in the hands of several mercenaries besides the esc and had no trouble with the light source. Stone aisle. Even if there was no light, it doesn't seem like something to stumble upon, but I'm pretty sure I'll be lost on the road.

"I called the arena, so we're going underground without any obstacles. If Zele sold us, we'd be in the arena by then."

"Will it..."

Besides, I don't think he's gonna sell us.

"You said you owe me."

"Yeah. He's a disciplined man when it comes to borrowing, so I thought I wouldn't have to worry about betraying him."

Sheila doesn't know if Zelle-Window deserves credit. It's a face I found out about, and when I visited the main house of the Window family, I exchanged words. That's when his frightened face is funny, something we've talked about many times. As a child. I mean, Sheila's memory of when she was a prince.

In those days, the world looked radiant.

"Problem is, when you get inside the arena,"

"How do you ruin it?

"You can leave that to both of you"

Esq pointed to Niewe-Diabras, Setuna and his wife Sheila. As Doreen narrowed her eyes, Remill tilted her little neck.

"Ho."

"To Lady Neewe and Lady Sheena?

"Yes, leave it to my husband and me."

"We're gonna make it."

Setuna told me that she held Sheila's hand strongly. Sheila felt brave about the power of her hand.

But it doesn't take courage.

I finally decided to be ready.

All you have to do is meet my father and talk. If we can exchange words, we just need to exchange words. Even if we can't understand each other, we should be able to put an end to this situation. I also have the means to end it. There's nothing wrong with that.