Archers and magicians, each of them shall be sealed and restrained with earthly magic, forbidden to use magic. I don't know if an archer can use magic, just in case.

To treat these men later, first move the sleeping gatekeepers and knights inside the walls using levitation. Keep me posted that enemy control is over.

Then I went down to the courtyard with Lindblum and said hello to my father.

"We're out of time, Dad."

"Theo...... You're here to help me."

"On my own, I was on guard around my father because I got information about a suspicious person. Both of you, are you hurt?

"I... I'm fine. Kathleen. Are you..."

Father is holding Kathleen's shoulder with a blue face and trembling, talking about something. Kathleen nods, Dad looks at this one and says:

"It doesn't seem to be a problem. Are you gonna be okay? It looked like it jumped off the back of a flying dragon..."

"I don't have a problem, either."

Whatever it is, it looks like there's no injuries. As I circled my gaze, I saw the arrows released falling. It's evidence, so I'll pick it up.

... you're applying something to it. Is it poison? The arrow aimed at my father was aimed at the shoulder area from the angle and the orbit...

If it's a poison, it's a definite assassination, a sleeping pill or a paralytic, then this must have been a kidnapping. If you look for the type of poison, you might be able to tell the difference between murder and kidnapping.

"... why did you... take me..."

Kathleen is stunned. I watched closely until the arrows were released. You seem to have realized that I have a reason for deviating unnaturally.

"I tried to protect my father."

"Oh, that's so aggressive..."

"That's nothing, it's not a problem"

Even if it was an action that didn't occur to me or to me...... I guess that means that I felt better about guiding my father than I did, because there is definitely a love for my father in Kathleen.

"Wow, I... I did this to you... Wow, I, ah, to thee..."

That's what I say, I get stuck in words, I lean down.

I guess Kathleen is trying to apologize to me... Pride, not because of this, but because of her childlike weakness fearing being scolded, she couldn't seem to cut out the words.

... Right. Kathleen must be weak. That's why I couldn't jump the interference of my predecessor Marquis Broderick. I know there are other factors, but I'm aware that you're betraying my father, so I distorted the relationship.

I did suffer from that weakness, too. So in my position, I'm not defending you now, and that's why I'm accusing you.

"Think of not betraying your father's warmth and trust as a substitute for an apology to me. I'm going to believe what I did earlier, sheltering my father."

Saying so, Kathleen nodded clearly as she leaned down and zeroed her tears.

"... sorry, do"

"... Indeed. I got that word, too."

But that's all for now.

I have to switch my mind more than things are over yet.

"Let's move to the Mansion first. I don't know what they're after. Looks like you should take the personnel here too. I'll escort you to the mansion."

Leaving Kathleen here like this is a problem. Most importantly, we keep Harold and Cynthia. Let's get in touch with everyone on the comms first, and we'll meet at Dad's house.

"... sorry, Theo"

"No."

"Use this room. If you need anything, I'll let the servant have it."

"Yes."

Head to your father's mansion. I was put through to the reception room and was to wait for a while before everyone arrived. Sit across the street from your father, have tea and wait.

"Rumors had me hearing a lot... but I was surprised by the earlier move. As far as I'm concerned, I don't really want Theo to be impotent."

Speaking of which, was it your first time showing your father where to fight?

"Thank you for your concern. But this time, why don't you leave it to me to match the soldiers' movements? We don't want to do any damage on this side, and we don't want to miss a single enemy."

Moving the soldiers really hastens the movement of the personnel, and the fact that a mate was caught around Kathleen's house is scattered over there.

Besides, I can't stop thinking about the people who imitated me like that without exactly smashing me with this hand.

"Are you grabbing something?

"Ask your people to locate the enemy's Negijo."

Regular contact from Sheila and Illumhilt is also in the comms. Let's believe it's something that gives us results.

"... it's a quick trick. It hasn't been much since I heard from you."

Then Dad, he comes down with his head down.

"Anyway, thanks. Same goes for me. I have to thank you again for Kathleen."

"No."

"It's not just about this one. I'm sure there's a sweet part of me as a lord. That made me feel bad for you."

Sweet...... huh? Or maybe it is. But my mother expressed it in different words.

"No, it's..."

I was about to tell you, the knock sounds.

Apparently, a servant has guided Grace and the others. Right. So that's it for this story. As a word I'll tell my father when the case is solved, I'll keep it.

"Long time no see, Master Henry"

"We're out of time"

"Mm-hmm. Grace seems to be breathtaking, too. Above all. Master Ashley remains the same.... but I didn't expect all these people to come out at once... I'm in a position to make the most of it if not at this time..."

Yeah. When I looked at face to face, I meant acceptance, or I knew it was going to be hard to hold up.

Grace is a knight and Ashley is also a lord. Mallane and Rosemary have various circumstances, but the royalty is royal.

So I was planning to put it down for a day so I wouldn't be in a rush and head over to my father, but I guess it's only natural that we're not in a good position to get together due to unforeseen circumstances.

Well, that's not even the occasion I'm talking about. Still, you can't afford to lack gratitude for your father's position.

"I thank the Count for his care. But now it's happening. Besides, I've already lost my right to inherit the throne."

Rosemary says quietly and thanks. Mallane is Mallane, picks the hem of his skirt, greets him, and smiles.

"From me… as soon as this matter is over, I must apologize to the Count"

"To me-- no, I get it. Let's leave that story alone for now."

Greetings to the father and introductions to face-to-face meetings also go into countermeasures there.

Rosemary's apology to his father will come later, but there are parts of the area where the thief lurks in the territory and thus has to move quickly. I don't have a choice there.

"Marie, do you know what this is?"

Arrange the archer's belongings on the table and forward some vials containing the drug from them and the arrows actually released.

Rosemary intrigues the archer's belongings. Smell the smell by hand from the chemicals attached to the bottle and the chemicals filled with the vial.

"... this smell. Then to judge by the type of antidote... this is the kind of paralytic. Is this bottle... a sleeping pill?"

"Sleeping pills on paralysis pills...... The purpose isn't assassination, it's kidnapping?

"Then... are you looking for a ransom? Or..."

Ashley frowns.

"I don't know. I don't think the shooter's sniper arm or the sorcerer's movements were bad. You don't have to cross such a dangerous bridge to make a decent amount of money."

Kidnapping for ransom purposes. I'm not saying it's an impossible story, but it's somewhat unintelligible. I also feel like there might be other reasons.

"I also thought about the Silvatorian relationship. Even as part of the sabotage effort, the bandits will be kidnapped in small numbers on Earl Gartner territory."

- No way. Is this about your mother? If there's anything connecting Count Gartner's territory to Sylvatria, that's all there is to it. If something about your mother is what it's all about, no wonder your father thinks he knows about it.

But it was far enough to go through this and the thoughts. I got in touch with the comms.

"Discover the enemy's Negijo"

From Sheila and the others. It just does a good job. Communicate the contents of the communication machine to everyone, face to face, and nod. Getting information from them and guessing about it is just a matter of smashing it and then slowing it down.