Garudeina Oukoku Koukoku Ki

"Here..."

southern part of the city with its relatively fine buildings. Among them, Georg was now in front of a large and luxurious building.

"Well......... do it"

In that place where the sun sets and dims, and yes one person decides to be ready to whine, he approaches the main entrance protected by the two guards.

"Those there, this is the lord's hall, if you need me, walk away"

"I'm here because I need you, fool. Just get to the lord."

It is a sudden blow to the mouth.

"Nah!?... you!! You disrespectful bastard!!

"Ha, do you think the guards of this city would frighten their opponents if they shouted, and the guards of the city's castle gates, at first, were so blatantly pneumatic, but they soon grew up?

"Ki... you fool us..."

"That's what you do because you only have a head to the point of being fooled. Don't you think that's a little too short for you?, I don't mind being so shy, but at least you should check the other person's face before you..."

"Shut up!! Hide your face with something like that and plot us!!

"Conspiring?... Mocha, if I want to, you guys are in the middle of deception"

"Oh...............................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................

In this loud exchange, backup guards appear from the hall, and the civilians who were on the street rush away to hide themselves.

This is exactly what Georg is after.

If it's just the guards, if you intimidate them like those castle gates, they'll shut your mouth easily, but you can't speak of the people of Shirai. No matter how much you suppress it from the top, it's always leaking information from somewhere. It was therefore necessary to eliminate them from this perimeter.

< Thanks to you, it's hard to walk in this outfit... >

That would be acceptable, because I won't be here for the next few years anyway.

"You!! You insulted us scatterly, don't think you can just do it!!

"After hurting me on this occasion, he sends me to the execution site for treason!!

While Georg is silently thinking, more than ten guards are about to surround him.

"Hmm...... what did you just say you were going to do with me?

"If you didn't hear me, I'll say it again!! I want you..."

"Ask now..."

After blocking one person from trying to scream, I will shift the hood slightly back and show him the color of his hair and eyes well only to those in the front.

"What do you want me to do?

Instead of checking the voice, the expression, and the color of the hair and eyes, I could see some of them paling their faces.

"You fool me..."

"Ma... wait!! Stop!!"

Those who had not been able to ascertain their faces by arranging them diagonally rearward of Georg finally hung their hands on the sword of their hips, and those who had ascertained their faces rushed in to stop them.

"Why stop!? This guy's got us..."

"I'm telling you to stop!! If that tells Master Greffenberg, he'll hit you in the neck!!

"As much as I slaughtered one of these filthy disrespecters..."

"Ho."

Dirty disrespecter, there was nothing else to be angry about the words, but as a one-off act, after pulling out the two-wielded sword on his hips (which is his first use), he poked it at those who rambled it.

"Hmm!!............................................................................................."

"Say it again"

The sword captures the man's neck in such a way that it crosses. Perhaps it didn't come true to follow a series of moves with your eyes. The overwhelming difference in strength and the man who has looked into the hood facing him from the front is making an unspoken voice as he pampers his mouth.

"What's the matter, I don't care, just say it again. If you don't spare your neck, talk about it."

The man who could not sit down for Georg's words, but for the sword that was attached to his neck, discolored his face as blue as it was out of blue.

"Hey, what are you... forgive me..."

To that word, which narrowed out painfully, Georg snorted once, however clogged, before delivering his sword to his sheath.

"If I had the majesty earlier after seeing your face, I would have complimented you...... well good. More importantly, do you still want to take it back from the lord?

"Meh......... there is no annihilation!! I will take you back soon!!" (chewed)

"Mm, please. And don't spread the word about what happened here and me. Tell the folk grass who are aware of the noise that it is for each other that it was actually noble. If it's a shame about your neck."

"Ha!!

"I will never speak out!! So..............................................................................................................."

"Oh, no problem. But let me tell you it was a response. However, if you keep your promises first, it will be preceded."

"Of course it is!! I will make sure you are thorough, so please stay down..."

"I don't mind if I do. Now, guide me."

"Ha!! Then come here."

One runs back to the hall and one leads Georg. Behind us, the only man with a sword poked at him by Georg collapses to fall on the spot, and some support it, and those who remain in the folk where the noise subsided and began to show their faces go to explain the situation.

A little chaotic space, the person who created it, because he will be gone soon anyway, is irresponsible, so it is an irresponsible story to save.

The story was set aside at this time, so that Georg was to face the lord of the city.