How to Escape from an Implacable Man

What popped into my eyes when I arrived there were two pieces of garbage pointing an evil glance at my Marizia and her dazzling white and lustrous back being visually raped by them.

"The scum... Huh!

He didn't even pull out the sword he was wearing on his hips, and he didn't hesitate to faint trash scum with his sheath, Saya. Killing is also raw. I will indulge you in the hell of the world after slamming you into the bones to see how sinful it is to get your hands on Marizia.

"Marizia"

She cried tears in her purple balls' eyes, pointing only at her neck, perhaps, when my voice arrived.

"Dear Crest,

I took off my jacket and put it on her. Honestly, that look is eye poison. Did she also come to think of herself, reddening her face, waking up her upper body, and weaving my jacket after tying several pieces of her torn nightwear with her back to me to take care of it?

Marizia's eyes, finally looking up at me directly from the front, were still wet in tears.

The moment my figure appeared in those amethyst eyes, I couldn't think of anything and I embraced her thin body as an impulse.

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"- Dear Crest!

It was the familiar face of the decree that prevented Marizia from sleeping comfortably with her body in her arms that night. He rarely messed up his hair and peered into my face like a wolf wandered off.

"I'm so sorry about the rest of the day. Someone broke into the mansion."

Weird. I thought so.

How much would you sleep so well that you couldn't detect the signs of an intruder because you were feeling Marizia's plump?

"... the damage"

"We have not found any signs of money or anything else being stolen, but only one room, has been vandalized. And one who is invisible"

I groaned, "Who is it?" as I woke up physically from my bedroom. In the meantime, let's find Marizia quickly, who would be threatening this noise.

"Dear Marizia,"

"- What do you mean?

When I stood up to push the family order, I rushed straight to Marie's room. Is this a nightmare or a joke?

But it was an indisputable reality.

Even in the morning, still far away, in the unreliable lights of the candle, the carpet trampled and vandalized by the earth's feet is painfully visible to the eyes. The embroidery tools she used to take care of were scattered over it. Today, the chief, with the Bartove family crest he has just pursued, is also trampled unharmed.

"Whoever sees the Suspicious"

The family order that was following me replied, "We are fighting and wounded with three men whose gatekeepers are trying to leave."

Useless, I find myself trying to curse. Isn't that about me? I missed seeing Marizia caught in my arms until just a few hours ago.

"We have already run our youngest man and have him report to the Knights"

Inside the Knights there is also a force to guard the security of the King's capital. But it's not like looking for him personally because his daughter, noble or nothing, disappeared from the residence of the Count's three boys.

Then I stared at the middle finger of my right hand.

The bracelet I gave Marizia and the silver ring made in pairs lit up by the flames of the candles, glowing orange. I came to the thought of one possibility if I let this be tracked by magic.

(Is it possible that the association is chewing one...?

When people say they know and target Marie, it's the Association Mages who come up with the first thing. But we need the help of a magician to track him down. Things are greedy people when it comes to witchcraft, you must be the one to cover up "Kumpei" or something.

Then the only way to tell Marie's existence is to rely on a magician.

But that's a problem. When Marie first disappeared, I thought it must have been the work of that distant sorcerer, and I drove the Guru sorcerers into Wangdu. And they hate it as if it were a serpent scorpion. Conversely, it became a haul to get a deep pipe with the Association Mage, but that's only the earliest way out of the way, too.

"Prepare the horse. I'm going to Bartove's mansion."

"At this hour?!? It would be rude on the other side......"

"Marie's safety is a priority now, although she will be asked to do so in return"

Dressed and sworded, I turned to Carl's residence in defiance of the restraining order. The gatekeeper who saw my face told me to wait at the mercy of a servant when he invited me in.

Even while I was doing this, I thought Marie might be in danger, and she was going to be able to do something about it with haste and fear.

It's bad for Carl, who was beaten up before dawn, but since it came as he rubbed his sleeping eyes, he imitated his obsession.

"Hey, Crest said calm down. I'm scared that the blizzard is going to shrink in life."

"If you have time to slap me lightly, listen to me.

- Marie was captured. It is possible that the Sorcerer's Association is lending a hand to the kidnapping. Can you use the tracking technique? Is there a magician's handbook, Tute? "

As soon as possible, Carl's blue eyes narrowed. This guy's a jerk when he's serious. Conversely, it's a sign that if you're wearing this look, you're serious.

"Crest, what are the grounds for the association's involvement?

"There are several people who know how powerful Marie's magic is. It is also possible that they are targeting their own sorcery formations. - There was this thing set up in my bedroom."

I took out the little piece of paper I had in my pocket.

"I don't know what effect sorcery is. But it could be one of the reasons I allowed a mistress to enter the mansion."

"Uh, Crest, I don't know if you're sleeping well enough."

Carl put his thumb on his mouth and thought, the more so.

"I know a Guru magician who seems incapable of doing so. It's not much of a card I'd like to use, but, well, I can't help but think of a goddess crisis."

"Come on, stop calling Marizia that."

"Yes, sir. Okay, I'll make some arrangements."

Having said that, Carl left the room, he came back with two large teapots and two cups in one hand.

"Because it's about you, you're not telling me to rest until the magician gets here"

Not that I don't find myself annoyed by Carl laughing like I saw it, but for some reason my eyes were drawn to the pottery he put in his hand.

"Did you notice that? All right, this."

"... very different from what you see at a tea party"

Its ceramics, which depict a beautiful green twist on dull ivory land, gave a rustic impression of both shape and material. However, the brightness of the green and the deep blue of the bird with added fruit caught my eye.

"When I did a town trip at a place called Deventio, I kind of got it. Nice color, huh?

Deventio... the town where Marie was. Speaking of which, you said something about the glaze Yuyaku. You had received an investigation report into how Marizia lived in that town. I only picked up where I couldn't find one crack in the earrings and forgot to look through the whole thing.

"- Carl. Why do you call Marizia 'goddess' or something? It wouldn't be your thing."

Asking as he received his tea, the man in front of him circled his eyes as surprised.

"Not now.... I owe it to Marie to be able to recognize you as the same person."

"What?"

"Crest, do you realize you're faceless? A beautifully shaped expression is compelling in vain, and you're scared, huh? I thought you were a fucking serious doll about Crest."

A doll? Don't be ridiculous.

I just got a cold, disdainful gaze at it because my stupid brothers would hang on to it. Even after I became a knight apprentice, I don't deny that relationships were depressing and used a lot.

"Marie was the only one who pulled emotions and stuff out of you like that. That's why it's Goddess."

"Wait, that talk, not the goddess for you"

"That's right." Goddess "for Crest. That's funny, it's supposed to penetrate your people properly, too. Marie's usually involved in making you upset or upset."

Out of the question.

We need to communicate with our people properly. I didn't know a loud, bad friend of mine thought of me that way.

"Oh, yeah, yeah. I'm talking about the reward for this cooperation."

"Don't stare," Carl grinned bitterly.

"It sounds like Marie's pinch, and I'm not going to plump it. I was just thinking."

……

"I just don't want you calling me brother if you're wrong about me, even if it's time for me to live up to what I'm working on right now."

There was strength between nature and eyebrows. I always thought he was a naughty guy who didn't know what he was thinking, but now, it's always more and less meaningful.

"If I don't have a sister, you don't have a sister. Neither my house nor yours would be the kind of situation where you would adopt a boy."

"Yeah, you're right, but I can't tell you the details yet. Because it's the conceptual phase in the first place -"

Ringone. Ringone.

To the sound of the little bell, I stared at the ring on my right hand side. It vibrates fine, slightly but repeatedly bright.

"Huh!"

When you pull out the dagger inserted behind your hips, you cut off one room of your horizontal hair unconstructively.

"Carl, just in case, you need to find my place with this."

"Hey, what the hell, Crest? That ring is against Marie's bracelet, isn't it? What the heck -"

When I thought I should explain to Carl in a hurry, I decided to tell him only the main points.

"The bracelet I gave Marie has been granted witchcraft. If one of you is forced to remove or break one of them, this warning sound will sound. And if the other one does, the person wearing this ring will be forced to move to the bracelet - Marie's place."

"Hey, I've never heard of you, such magic! Besides, I can't believe it's a metastasis. I don't know what's going on over there, and I don't know how much it's going to move. Long-range metastasis. Sorcery needs a sorcerer on both sides, right? If you fail."

"If I fail, they'll leave me with the world over there. That's what they said. But it hasn't been that long since Marie was caught. If the association magicians are involved, they shouldn't let them get so far from Wang Du. - I'll bet on it."

Yes, to see Marizia.

Ringone. Ringone.

The sound of an unstoppable bell. The face of a rugged bad friend not long ago.

"... if you transfer, I'll give this hair to the arriving magician to find a place."

"Oh, yeah"

Ringone. Ringone.

I drank tea all the time.

We often stare at each other as the bell rings.

Oh, please. Marizia, please stay safe. Because I don't wish for anything else.

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"Oh, my God, are you doing something unscrupulous?"

Marizia, who asked me how I got here, whispered those soft lips into small pieces.

"Metastases really matter where you land, don't they? I've had a lot of examples in the past where I couldn't land well and went missing. Why are you so unscrupulous?"

"Thanks to that, I made it"

In my arms, tears spilled out of the amethyst looking up at me, dust. Shizuku, whose crystals and pearls are no match even for diamonds.

"Marizia. My 'prayer'"

My lips touch her white, slippery, ragged forehead. Then, for some reason, she looked round at me. No heart or red cheeks.

"Do you have a fever? This room is cold. We have to get home soon."

"- Ku, Master Crest. Um, it's okay now, just let me go."

"Marie, I'm not letting you go. At least until we get back to the mansion."

I looked indoors. I don't even know where this place is without a window.

"It's a mansion at the foot of the mountain, out of the North Gate from the Wang capital."

I was conscious the whole time, and Marie shrugged, "Ok" in my arm. If Marie's right, it's where some noble villas dot. It's hard to imagine a mastermind using a handheld villa, but...

"I'll do something about the guy who's down there, really, let him go"

Realizing from Marie's eyes, I reluctantly loosen the hand that was holding her. When she took the ink and pen scattered on the floor and the thin note Binzan, she began to paint a number of sorcery formations in a familiar manner. Because my jacket is too big, I even love how I pull my cuffs up so many times.

But at the same time, the real feeling that she was really a magician dropped the shadow that seeped into me. As long as Marie has that power, it's hard to keep her in her own hands, he said.

"What's that?

"There are two formations that make the subject comatose for four and a half days, a formation of physical strengthening for escape, and a formation of short-range transfers just in case."

Taking a dagger from the rolling man's waist, Marie cleverly quartered the note.

"First, I'll make sure these people don't wake up."

When he took two pieces of paper with the formation written about letting him faint, he pinched the pieces of paper on the chest of the scum rolling on the ground and concentrated to meditate.

"During effect time, no matter what you do, you don't wake up?

"Yeah, basically... Master Crest!?

Marizia screamed in surprise, but was not willing to keep an eye on it. I kick a scumbag's belly on the ground over and over again.

"Do what..."

"I touched Marie's skin. If it's true, I want to cut off my wrist, but I'm not willing to kill it with ease."

Stroke Marie's hair as she stood up. Then I stepped on the man's arm. I was just passing on the feeling of breaking, and I was just a little concerned.

"Did they slap you on the cheek? It is red. You had a scratch on your wrist, too, where else did you get hit? What did they do?

"Ya, that, I need to get out of here faster than that -"

"Carl is supposed to be following me. You don't have to try to escape, you have to wait for rescue here."

He stared at Marie, who panicked and whispered his name again, "Saya".

First, we need to make sure what Marie did.

It's from then on that I think about retaliation against the man who is rolling there, and against someone who would have ordered it.