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Two minutes after I put Sylvia down and ran out.

"Stop."

I hear something pull over and stop my leg.

Could be ambushed like Patty did earlier. If you feel anything unusual, you should check it.

"There."

Illis noticed.

When you look at the place you're pointing at, the manhole in the center of the street is rattling. Apparently, someone's trying to get out of the bottom.

Put up your weapons.

"Pfft."

But look at the person who came out and de-alert him.

"Was it you"

"You guys..."

It was the Earl of Wales who was threatened by Bentler who showed up.

He was dressed in fine clothes, but all over the clothes were dirty with mud, and on his right shoulder he was bleeding from a knife piercing him.

"Are you all right?

"Something okay...... damn!

Underneath the manhole was a sewer, and because it was dirty, there was no reason to open the wound or pull out the knife.

"I'm sorry, can you do some restorative medicine or some restorative magic?

"You have no choice."

There's absolutely no benefit in helping, but if you abandon me here, I don't wake up well.

Ask Melissa to recover.

"Thank you. I'll be sure to thank you."

"What the hell happened to you more than that? It's unusual for a nobleman to come out of a sewer."

"That's what I don't even know..."

The beginning of the matter is about an hour ago.

One woman came to the room saying she was disturbing her mind about the future in the room. She named herself a person employed in the same Count of Zarbagne family. Probably the assassin who attacked us before.

Her role is as liaison between the Earls of Zalbagne and Wales.

It was about taking a coordinated system between the same counts, that they had been targeted by the Papetters.

The Earl of Wales also accepted in two replies.

Now was the time to need a little hand.

As such, things suddenly moved a few minutes ago where we were having various meetings.

Suddenly, he was slashed with a knife that a woman who was trying to work with herself had in her anger form.

"I'm a nobleman, too. At the very least, I have the strength to defend myself."

Only by outbursting the magic at close range was it prevented from hurting the steeple. But a knife stabbed me in the shoulder and wounded me.

The woman is sometimes injured and falls back.

"But the next thing is really puzzling."

The injured Earl of Wales called for help while alerting the assassins.

Soon deacons and soldiers jumped in.

But it wasn't the assassins they attacked, it was the Counts.

"Anyway, I managed to escape to our samurai and escape through the exit I had prepared for the office. Ha ha, I never thought the butler would attack me and use the exit I had just prepared in case."

There were also schemes in place to prevent the exit from being followed, and the butler, who knew the exit exit exit exit exit exit exit exited, could not be followed.

That's how it was here walking around the sewer that was at the end of the exit.

"What happened..."

He was betrayed by those who were going to cooperate and even trusted him.

I already had a situation where I didn't know what to believe.

"What's this all about?

The Earl of Wales did not look like he was being manipulated.

"This is [class rule]"

"Oh."

The Ronvelt family was unable to rule the Count of Wales, a 'nobleman/upper' because it fell under the Viscount family - 'nobility/lower'.

Doesn't that seem like a flawed skill.

"I guess you didn't usually feel faulty or anything"

"No, because I haven't been able to rule the Count..."

"Only the 'Earl's Owner' cannot rule. All those who serve the Count family are civilians, and even to their wives and children, they are given identities commensurate with their Lord's title. If you are a family member of the Count, you will be treated equally to the Viscount. Still, it means" nobility and below. "

"You know what?"

Every human being in the Count's house, with the exception of the Lord, will be placed under control.

Nor does the Count carry out all his chores by himself. If he needed any information, Bentler was getting information through his family and servants.

"I'll explain what's going on -"

Melissa tells her that everything she trusted was turning to her enemies.

Tell them that if they can count on us, they have to be foreigners like us or people who are more than counts.

"There's no way there's such a person..."

He must be a servant of the aristocratic family, if he is to have a solid identity.

This time, the matter has become a vendetta.

"Probably decided to eliminate the Earl of Wales at the end of this Gotagota after one of the other days."

Dozens or hundreds of people are not as hassle-free as turning to the end of the Count if you could control everyone in the city.

"... well, am I like being cleaned up by one hassle"

"But if I do this, I'm going to know what kind of abilities Ventler has..."

"Perhaps we have never used it this way before. This time it just took such a forceful way because there was an irregular named us"

"Quiet, both of you..."

Iris puts his finger on his mouth and tells him to be quiet.

Soon the ground sounds and thousands of people push over like waves.

Let's get out of here.

I can't deal with this number.

"Ma, wait...!

The Earl of Wales came upon me as I tried to jump to the roof of a nearby building.

"If you leave me in a place like this, I'm dead."

"... I understand."

It's the life I saved because of it. I have trouble dying easily.

Give me your hand...

"Count of Wales, over here!

"Marquis Lontner!

There was a man opening the entrance to a nearby building.

He was an aristocratic man who fitted a number of small fat, gemstoned rings and had a typical luxury.

If the Count is rightly called, he is the Marquis.

I guess I'm helping because I was' noble/above 'just like the Count.

"This is safer."

"Help!"

He shook off my offered hand and went to the Marquis.

"Are you sure?

"I think I knew someone, and if you want me to, I'll take care of it."

Blood broke out when we tried to get ahead.

"Hey, ah......!

The Earl of Wales, slashed and torn in the neck, collapses with a groan.

It's already sunk in massive amounts of blood, and you won't be able to live.

"If he can't use it, he can just die without bothering me"

Words are uttered in a feminine tone from the mouth of the Marquis of Lontner, which only a man can see.

"She's the enemy"

"I guess."

Illis sets his sword against the Marquis.

Then the person who was the Marquis smiles niggardly.

"Big right"

Ring your fingers patsy.

Then he instantly turns into a woman in her twenties who was a little fat man and shortcuts her purple hair.

Definitely because of her skills. She is Lisbeth.

"Why do you even show up to you? I think your skills would be more effective if you turned into someone you know and assassinated them close."

"Ma, right? I usually do too if I need an assassination. But could the assassination work for you?

I guess I won't.

I know a limited number of people in this city, and it's only natural to be wary of impersonation because you know the remaining Lisbeth skills in the first place.

"That's why I chose this method."

People who show up to surround themselves.

The ground is pushed by people to fill the gap, as if they were stuck in buildings within sight. In the meantime, it still rushes into the rooftops and keeps increasing.

"I asked my Lord to allow them to move under my command."

"How many people are you bringing here?"

"Come on? For now, I don't know how many people there are because I put the people I see under my command from next to next."

It's not a level of hundreds or thousands of people.

at least tens of thousands of people level.

"Let him stop us knowing that the Count has encountered us, and in the meantime complete the siege net. And just before it was done, we tried to fly to the roof, so we borrowed the look of someone the Count knew and bought us some time."

"Exactly. Well, I'll see you later."

I went back through the door that came out and disappeared.

They're going to let the tens of thousands of people they've besieged kill us.

"How do we cut through?

"Right......"

"If it's out of the way, it's out."

"Huh..."

Ignoring Melissa, who starts thinking, Ira waves her sword toward the ground.

The hard ground is also easily chopped and torn, and the sewer that was beneath the ground shows up.

"Let me use the Count's sewers."

"Oh, I see."

Melissa and Iris continued as they went down Ira's drilled hole.

However, the person who opened it will not continue.

"Ira?"

"I have an idea. So here I am."

"... ok"

Sounds like a purpose I can't take off, and I decide to believe Ira.