I Was a Sword When I Reincarnated (WN)

After repelling the Devil's Sword raid, we were evacuating to the Mansion of the Noble City. I first met Count Baileys, that mansion.

If it's true, I wanted to report a lot to Count Baileys and discuss my future moves with the Fredericks...

"Fran, it's time to get up"

"Uh-huh..."

"Look, I have to talk to the Count in the future or something."

"Hum ~..."

Fran's drowsiness culminated too much last night to talk about at all. Count Baileys greeted me on purpose, but you slept standing up.

I'm really glad the Earl is the big type. He laughed and forgave me. Nevertheless, I just can't make you wait even today.

"Look, wake up, wake up."

"Mmmm..."

"Yes, I'll wipe your face."

"Muyu"

"Don't move a little because I'll cure your sleeping habits."

"Uh-huh."

What an exchange for 15 minutes.

Good morning, Master.

"Ooh. Good morning."

Fran managed to wake up, but the next thing I know, he looks like he's gonna cut himself while rubbing his stomach.

"... I'm hungry"

'Yes, sir. Just keep this in your stomach.'

I slept after the battle last night without eating much. I was definitely predicting a jarring state in the morning. Remove snacks such as rice balls and sandwiches and arrange them in front of the franc.

The mansion will also have breakfast for you, but it will be clean for Fran's eating spot. You should fill your stomach first.

Eat the Ursi, too.

"On!"

"Momogu"

In another 15 minutes like that.

"Off!"

"Muggle"

It was when Fran and Ursi were in the dining room at Count Baileys Mansion, devouring their second breakfast.

"What do you mean!

――……

"I'm not convinced, for example, that I will be removed!

――……

A loud rage was heard from upstairs. It's Bermelia's voice. You seem to be arguing with someone, but you can't hear them. I guess Bermelia yelled too loud.

"Excuse me!

Along with the voice of Bermelia, the sound of a van where the door is shut abusively. Then I heard him rushing down the stairs.

Again, the one who rushed into the dining room was Bermelia, who tided her face.

"Bermelia?"

"Fran......"

"What's going on?

"No, it's nothing...... Excuse me."

Vermelia, face-to-face with Fran, stops that movement for a moment. But as soon as he leans, he leaves the spot on a small run.

(Bermelia, I was crying)

"Oh."

What the hell happened? The appearance of Bermelia, with tears at the edge of her congested eyes and eating away her teeth, made her feel like she was still going to collapse on the spot.

I'm worried about stopping that Fran from eating and going after Bermelia. That's how weak he was.

But Fran couldn't go after Bermelia. Someone new came into the cafeteria.

"Fran, Master Sidre is here for you."

"Bermelia, what's wrong?

"... never mind"

"Concerned"

"... I can't talk"

You won't tell me if you pursue it any more than Frederick, who seems to have a strong mouth, can't say.

'Fran, I can't go on talking to you here. Let's just go to the Count.'

"... ok"

Frederick leads Fran somewhere in a hoax. And inside the office that was put through, Count Baileys with a tired expression was sitting on the couch.

"Here you are, Princess Black Thunder. I want to discuss my plans for the future as soon as possible. All right?

"Mmm."

"First of all, thank you for all the information. Thanks to this, permission to enter Count Olmes' separate residence was granted without any problems. Not to mention the Marquis, but the royal decision doesn't cross my mind."

The separate residence in the possession of Count Olmes is now the property of the Marquis Ashtoner family, but I guess it cannot be defied in the name of investigating the case.

No, if it was before, maybe it was against you. But repeated failures must have weakened the power and made it irreversible. You must no longer be able to turn your hand from the back.

"Access to the Marquis' residence has not yet been granted, but if evidence is available in the investigation of the separate residence, it should also make it possible to investigate the main residence on that grounds"

"Mm-hmm. What happens to me?

"I need your help entering the Ormes Mansion this evening. What do you say?

Today? That was fast mess. That's what Fran thought, and I'm surprised.

"Tonight? Fast."

"There's a risk that you'll feel it over time. What's wrong with you?

"Yeah. That's fine"

"Right. For once, it will be treated as a collaborator hired from the same outside as Colberto. At the crime scene, you're going to have Colbert's instructions move, okay?

"Mmm."

"Thank you"

I look at Fran, who nodded, and for some reason the Earl of Baileys looks relieved. Were you worried Fran wouldn't run alone without being able to wait?

"I know what you're capable of, but in this case, Colbert knows how to do it better."

I see it in my current words. Count Baileys is watching Fran win the game over Colbert. So I guess I was anxious to tell you that Fran was uncomfortable following the instructions of someone weaker than himself.

Concon.

"Who?

"It's Colbert."

It was that Corberto himself who appeared there in good time. But there is confusion in that face.

"Uh, excuse me. So Miss Bermelia and I made a mistake, is there something wrong?

Oh, that's good, Corbelt. Sarah asked me what we were having trouble hearing!

"... a little. I told him I'd take it off tonight's investigation into the Fort Olmes mansion, but he wasn't convinced."

"Miss Bermelia, do you want to take it off? Why? So, I'm sure of your arm? At least my arm as a scout is more than mine."

"That's a buy. My arms started to stand somewhat, but I'm still immature. It doesn't extend to strong men like you."

That would certainly be the case when compared to combat power alone. But Bermelia's pinnacle is in scout skill, as Corberto put it. Rather, it is appropriate when it comes to searching the mansion. I don't see that. I don't think he's the Count......

Is there any other reason?

"Bermelia, I was crying"

"... I know. But it's not a sweet scene enough to take the immature."

Count answering Fran's words in a weak tone. But you're lying. He also found that out for Colbert. He stares at the Count with a sharp eye.

"Count. I know Miss Bermelia is cute, but he's in front of the other one. We can't keep them out of danger forever, can we?

"... mugg"

It was simply overprotective while saying all sorts of things. If you look at the Count's werewolf expression, you can see that Colbert's pointers are firing a target.

By good samurai, do you mean parents?

"I thought so, so you're letting me work with Frederick to gain experience, aren't you?

"And anyway! I'm not taking Bermelia for this entry!

Colbert shook his head as if he were frightened by the words and dropped his shoulders as Frederick was dismayed.

"This is a decision!