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Associate Baron Beauban, who brought security soldiers from inside the mansion, but the number of soldiers who came out was three. Four soldiers came out of the mansion while the noise was going on. There are only eight of them, including a man who was a gatekeeper.

Oh, it's a noble mansion, and that's all you got soldiers for?

"What are you guys doing!?

Associate Baron Boban speaks up against four immobile soldiers.

The soldiers brought in from inside the mansion were trying to move, but the four soldiers who had come out earlier were not trying to move, so they are unable to move.

It's simple that half the soldiers can't move. Our husband, Associate Baron Boban, hired until he paid high money as an escort. We quickly decided it wasn't even a fight ourselves because of the defeat of an amazing assassin.

No matter how many soldiers you are employed, your life is spared.

"Yeah, just you guys go!

Four soldiers who are inside the mansion and have not seen the battle of Sylvia or anything else run through the garden.

"Damn, they're stupid people"

Run through the garden with full status. The destination is not the soldiers on their way, but behind Associate Baron Boban, who was left empty by the departure of his escort. Removing the escort from yourself during the raid is foolish.

Don't move.

"Hih."

I turn my hand with a knife around my neck from behind and tell him quietly.

Associate Baron Boban, suddenly poked at the murder weapon, can do nothing but groan small. This guy is an arrogant nobleman who can't do much just because of his parents' achievements. Instead of not having a big deal about combat ability or anything like that, you can think of it as not having one.

"Oh, you guys!

Still, they were powerful enough to instruct soldiers to help.

I'm just a checkmate at this stage of the situation.

"Everybody freeze! I'm gonna chop this guy's neck off the second he moves."

"Ugh, don't move!

Take my word for it. All the soldiers solidify on the spot.

Now we can talk slowly.

"Also, the purpose is, what, what?

"I just need to ask you three questions."

"That's what you want to hear!? Isn't that gold..."

It would be tiny things like gold coins you get from a house so fallen that you want the body of an oak.

"If you answer my question honestly, I'll let you go. However, if you lied to me..."

"Wow, I know. Answer me honestly!

I am in a hurry because my life is at stake.

"He's the killer of the former Viscount Flebble, but are you sure it was Davis, the assassin who's rolling there?

"Oh, yeah"

"Who hired Davis, the assassin, to instruct him to murder the former Viscount of Flebble?

"... it's me"

You didn't want to admit it. He answered with a bite off his back teeth.

It's this way that I want to be angry.

"How did you do that?

"Everything is the Flebble family's fault. They look big because the former Lord is a friend of His Majesty the King, and besides doing the same thing as my territory, we can't sell anything we're supposed to sell!

What is this guy talking about?

"It's all his fault we're in pain too!

Same as the village chiefs.

A child brought up spoiled by his parents is just having an eclampsia.

And it's just bad enough that my parents could hire assassins because they were aristocrats.

"How did you even kill the adventurer who asked you to steal the jewels?

"Hmm. Like an adventurer, I don't have to pay you thirty gold coins. Instead, I just want you to really look forward to working for a noble being like me and dying. Yet he escapes and hangs up to the hassle we don't need! I thought you were coming back to King's Capital again."

You answered four questions, but that's enough.

"Do you guys seriously think the Viscount Flebble family is bad, too?

Ask the soldiers who were watching their chances to help the Lord.

Associate Baron Boban's selfishness is also famous among the inhabitants, and I understand that they are also the eclampsia of a child who has become an old man in this case. Still, we can't just affirm that we are the lords of our own territory.

"... Associate Baron Boban is a wonderful man. We just follow the decisions you've made."

The good-looking gatekeeper answered on behalf of me.

"Can we judge that as the will of all the inhabitants?

"... of course. I answered your question, so would you let the Lord go?

"Of course you can."

Remove the knife from the neck of Associate Baron Boban and release him.

Rest assured that you have been liberated and take a breath of 'Labyrinth Magic: Paralysis (Paralysis)'.

This is a more potent poison than the paralytic poison used to restrain Davis, and you need to use the finest restorative medicine to remove it immediately. But there can't be such a healing pill in the fallen House of Associate Baron Boban, and we'll have to wait for it to recover by the passage of time.

"We have paralysed you so that we can escape safely. Rest assured. There's no sequelae from being paralyzed, and you should recover after noon tomorrow."

"Okay. Believe it."

It seems that Associate Baron Boban has already passed out due to the fear of paralysis, and he doesn't even show a slight reaction.

When the Associate Baron family faces are placed on the spot and recovered in charge of the assassin Davis, he decides to return to the city where the inn is located.

When he returns to the inn, he brings Davis, who is in charge, into the room invisible by illusion, trapped in the closet. The paralysis is working, so you shouldn't be able to move until after noon tomorrow, just like Associate Baron Boban, but it may be able to move in the morning because it can be an assassin. I'll just be unable to move another way then.

Then we slept like mud, tired of everything.

The morning sun is dazzling as it plugs through the window.

"It's morning..."

I had no physical problems at all, but all the things that happened with Sylvia were causing me to accumulate mental fatigue.

As for myself, who never even kissed, kissing at the time of contract is a lot too irritating.

And that Sylvia is now sleeping peacefully in my arms lying down. For once, keep an eye out, we're both dressed. However, I wear thin clothes for bedtime that I brought in the storage ring, and I lend Sylvia the bedtime clothes that I bought as a souvenir for my mother.

The size wasn't that much of an issue, but I was told the first day I lent it my breasts were just a little bitter. I think I'll buy it for you later because I'm in the King's Capital where the deal is booming.

We're going to be dating for the rest of our lives, and I don't have enough problems presenting bedtime clothes.

"Father..."

Sylvia's eyes wet with tears as she turned her hand around my back and buried her face in her chest.

I guess I just lost my father and it's mind-boggling.

No matter how much your status has been strengthened, it hasn't made you stronger to your heart. If you need someone who can be sweet, I'll lend you as much peace of mind as I can lend you my breasts.

But such a slow time suddenly ends.

When Sylvia looks asleep but opens her eyes to see what position she is in and opens her eyes, she leaves me.

I thought I was a little lonely.

"Oh, I'm sorry. Me..."

"No, you don't have to worry about it."

In fact, it worked for me thanks to being snuggled up with a girl.

"No, an act like this is not appropriate as a family member serving my husband"

Did you wake your eyes when you said it was perfect? Go to the corner of the room and get dressed.

There is no compartment for changing clothes because it is a room that may also be used for that purpose.

I ask as I turn my back on Sylvia, who is dressed because I was a little more concerned than that.

"Speaking of which, I've been saluting you for a while now, but you don't have to worry because you're a family member."

I don't really care about that myself.

Around there, I may still have a feeling when I was a villager than a labyrinth lord.

"No, as someone who serves the Lord, I would like to change it from word to word."

"But..."

You don't have to worry, Sylvia grabs me dressed in adventure-style clothes I gave to my back yesterday trying to tell her.

"I've found out about it in my family. This contract is one that will never be broken, no matter what. That is why I must live my whole life together. Sooner or later, when it's natural to be together, the language may have changed, but now let me be by your side as a family."

I guess that means she was thinking about being her too.

"Okay. You can't cancel a contract, you can do whatever you want."

"Yes!"

Put Sylvia with a full smile on her face and try to take out the change that's in the closet, but Sylvia has offered me my change.

When did you prepare it?

"Thanks"

Sylvia helps me when I try to get dressed and put my sleeves through my coat. He then checks up to the condition of his clothes.

Isn't this more of a maid than a relative?

"Well, I'm busy today, so if you have breakfast, I'll move on to action."

"I know."

Shall I ask Associate Baron Boban to reflect? I hope I can reflect.