I Shall Survive Using Potions!

The next morning, I passed through the city gate of Wangdu, without a thing.

Well, there's no gatekeeper to stop me. Because the gatekeepers of the king's capital and the gatekeepers of the royal palace should naturally be made to remember my face.

That's all the rumors you let spread, so naturally the Second Prince knows I'm coming, too.

I didn't let you touch and spin about the army that follows, but naturally you know about that. Over there, you won't be that stupid, and there's no way you haven't gathered information. Of the hundreds of thousands of soldiers, there is no way that one of them circulates information with money or passes through behind it.

But there's no sign of enemy soldiers waiting at the city gate...

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"Whoa!

I'm surprised!

... what the hell is this' all over the city, welcome 'mode!

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Is it difficult, then, to stand out and catch me? If you suck, there will be a skirmish between the soldiers and the people... on the contrary, a bloody battle will begin!

Well, the nobles and soldiers seem to have mostly abandoned the second prince and disobeyed him, but those with a greater stake, those who can no longer turn back... those involved in the king's death, etc... will be betting on their last chance.

Yeah, if me and Fernan, the first prince, die, things converge and become the second prince's heaven.

Now the nobles, the army and the people are in a state of simultaneous palm return, but if the second prince becomes the only Orthodox successor to the throne, the story changes again.

Then the means to be taken by the other side are….

Hin!

Shit!

Yeah, it's an assassination, right? Me and the First Prince, Fernan's.

But even a fool can tell that much.

Francettes whose physical abilities exceed those of humans are not only out of muscle strength and strength, but also, of course, out of range vision, motion vision, hearing and reflectance speed. Therefore, it is easy to "slap down an arrow with a sword" or "slash down a spear", which is possible even for ordinary soldiers. Of course, everyone in 'Four Walls' would be able to do that much.

Besides, once again, I'm wearing a clasp (chain mail), too. The day I put on some sheet metal armor (plate armor), it would be too heavy to move around, but I can handle this.

Besides, this is it.... Yes, the one I put out as a 'potion container'. So it's lighter and easier to move than normal, and it's more intense. About an arrow from a distance, it should be easy for you to stop.

What if you were targeted with a powerful, large synthetic bow (composite bow), crossbow, or large crossbow gun (barista)? What about head shots?

Ha... Ha ha......

I'm counting on you, Francette!

I don't know if Celes is putting it on me. I can't guess what the 'automatic defense mechanism' is.

The raid of the former cleric (then) is undeniable as it happened, and uncertainly not stupid enough to deposit his life. Let's think of Celeste's protection as something that doesn't.

I couldn't seem to find the archer because Fransette, who slapped down the flying arrow, was staring in the direction of the arrow's flight, but it was from a distance, and would have hidden himself with the arrow shooting.

Well, I just found it, and you'll get away with chasing it. If you hide somewhere or get dressed quickly and get mixed up in the crowd, it's over, and in the first place, you can't chase the archer because you haven't been able to see him. Nothing, I would have dressed like a normal civilian from the start because there was no reason why I had to dress like a soldier and shoot an arrow.

It's the pinnacle of stupidity to crack a guard force with only five men to look for such a thing.

… or that the purpose is to strip the escort away from me. Anyway, I don't think I have any combat skills.

Um, in the fight against the invading armies of the Arigo Empire in the West, it is called "The Wrath of the Goddess," "The Divine Punishment of the Goddess," and the Goddess is told in the story of those who have no enemies to your Messenger. Therefore, it is a well-intentioned rumor that I have only the ability to make cures (potions) myself.

Yeah, there wasn't supposed to be any explosives. That was all done directly by the goddess, so.

No, still, if you're sane, I don't think you're going to let that suck, you know, normally...

Ma, it's not normal, so I guess I did something stupid like this.

If I hadn't, it would have been eliminated early in the end by some means, such as Fernan raising soldiers to besiege the king's capital, or requesting a march from another country, or someone abandoning themselves for the sake of the country and assassinating the second prince. It was already 'stuffed' at the time of Fernan's unsuccessful murder, the first prince.

I, just a little quicker and just a little less lives to be lost in vain. That's just it.

If this had been more popular with the Second Prince and just a support layer to antagonize with the First Prince, the story might have been different, but I can't help but say that now.

Well, it's time to arrive at the royal palace.

Here, I used to come once.

Yes, I was pressed into a party invitation, and I visited him in a symbolic (painful) dress at the Baron's house, and I immediately changed into made-up clothes inside, and there was a lot going on, that time.

... but this time, for some reason, there is no gatekeeper.

Maybe, 'As a gatekeeper's assignment, you can't let me through. But if you don't let it through, there's a divine punishment', so temporarily renouncing the workplace......, no, no, no, I'm also going to the bathroom, maybe. Physiological phenomena, you can't help it!

So all six of them pass straight through.

... but really, they're totally limited. The gatekeeper told me that he would be abandoned...

No, but is it obvious if you think about it?

The first prince, the rightful heir to the throne, is taking his army to the king's capital.

The aristocracy and the majority of the army were on the First Prince's side.

Merchants and the general public all support the First Prince.

The Temple also supports the First Prince.

Supporting the Second Prince are some reputable aristocrats, bad merchants, and several clerics of dubious remnants of character.

And it was flushed there, the rumoured triple combo of The Parent-Killer Plunderer, The Wrath of the Goddess, and The Coming of Your Messenger. Well, now those who support the Second Prince will go around and respect...

And then I walked softly, deeper and deeper.

Come to think of it, I'm the only one of these six people who's been here before.

And of course, I've only been to dressing rooms and party venues.

But for some reason, we're all walking without getting lost, so you're talking about it...

We are all familiar with our own royal palaces, so I wonder if other royal palaces can see the general construction.

Ma, I just have to keep quiet and follow...

"Right here."

No, Francette, even if they say 'here'......

How do you know where the King is? You don't know if you're in the office, in the bedroom, in the conference room, in the dining room, do you?

So, here...

"It's between glances. This is the only place where a cornered king would welcome an impeacher."

... it was in some play or a bard song too?

Well, if you're going to find out from one end anyway, it's the same wherever you start. In the meantime, from here......

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................................. There he is, Oi!

So when I opened the door, I was there.

In the deepest part, I sat on the throne wearing a crown, a king or a second prince, young as that man.

Behind that, a few are clerical.

And, of course, in front of it are the soldiers of the escort. Couldn't you get away, was there any circumstance, or did you really stay in 'loyalty to the king'...

If you're going to attack me, you're going to have to defeat me. No matter how much, I'm not as popular or stupid as I am here to hold you to immortality. And a king's escort would have all the maneuvers, but there's no way you can beat Francette and her four-walled opponents with a divine sword. I'm lucky if I have to be seriously injured without dying.

"Oh, you're finally here! Welcome, my lord!

And to the too unexpected words from second prince Gislan, I doubted my ears.

"Huh?"

And then there's the pompous me, further pursuit.

"Thank you for leading the Royal Baltimore Army under my umbrella. As a reward, welcome as My Lady to the dawn of victory over the Baltimore kingdom!

... I'm so sorry for your despair...

But the clergy and the soldiers at the escort, they seem decent. Everyone has a pale face because of the tension. And the soldiers seem to be gripping the weapon pattern hard.

Whatever the second prince, for the rest of the audience, let him proceed as planned...