My Glasses Will Be Able to Conquer the Whole World, I Suppose.

A stuffing area in the corner of the grounds of Castle Barbarant that combines the accommodation of the soldiers.

In one of the rooms there is a staircase that leads to the basement.

Behind the stairs is a cell, from which, further underground, the golden mine veins that once thrived Barbarant spread as diverse as the spider's nest.

Although I've already felt dug up and haven't put in any general ideas, it's only a few, but I can still pick gold.

And it is those who have committed crimes in Barbarant who are currently digging for only a few pieces of gold there.

If you pay personnel, it leans negative, but if you use criminals who don't need labor, it's positive.

Even the smaller ones can make money if they find the goldmine vein again.

Because the cost of ingenuity is free anyway.

That was the treatment of criminals in Barbarant.

The goldmine veins are extensive and divided into compartments by the gravity of the sin.

The only way in and out is through these soldiers' stuffs.

It is a place of detention that passes through the guilty offender and also through the offender who has completed his sentence.

Security is, naturally, strict only in places where there are always soldiers, which are also sleeping up to non-commissioned soldiers.

Moreover, even assuming we can get out of here, we have to leave the grounds of Castle Barbarant next. This enclosure is tougher than the stuffing.

If criminals were to break out of prison, they would have to overcome considerable difficulties in order to gain their freedom.

"- And well, that's what they look like over there."

"I see. I'm not alarmed," he said.

Next to such a stuffing, one soldier was gashigashi rubbing dirt clothes on the laundry board.

Laundry is on duty.

However, for newcomers, it's nice to work downstairs. Duty often comes around.

For real convenience.

- It's not unnatural to be alone, and sneaking around with someone hiding inside an implant right next to you is not unnatural at all.

Benham Beto.

He is a big man compared to a first-class man, with a soldier-like, big, successful body. But since he is only a teenager, he is a young face as he is halfway between a young man and a boy.

If one sees it, he will surely say:

"Ah, it's Berge," he said.

He is a Marion who is transformed in "Material and Morphological Patterning (Replica)". Hairstyles and eye colors are slightly different from Berges, but only Berges can be seen by those who know Berges well.

"- The situation, isn't it tough?

And hidden within the implant is Trawl, who disappeared in the "Shadow Cat".

The only contact between the two is this place and this time.

Marion doesn't know where Trawl usually lurks in the royal castle, nor does Trawl interfere more than Marion needs.

The two of them, simply put, are spies lurking in Castle Barbarant, so they avoid being suspected of anything they say or do.

Of course, when one of them gets caught, he promises to abandon it.

Because if they both get caught, that's the only way they're going to run out of really helpful buds.

"- That's tough. But if Lisse comes, she's gonna do something about it."

In orphanages that train assassins, Lisse was always at the top. It seems like any impossibility would be possible if she had an excellent girlfriend.

"- That's right. And there's Ayle."

Marion doesn't know much about those zero-point glasses (...), so I can't say anything about that.

I didn't have much contact with the tower, and I don't have the impression that I'm so pretty.

We even attacked the carriage together for some reason, but I don't think it was possible or impossible.

Well, Hydra and Schren are at a glance, so I'm just wondering if he's the one who can.

- But I'm sure you'll find out before civil unrest strikes.

"- That's assumed, too, isn't it? There's no more abortion than we've come this far."

Operation execution, tonight.

Tonight, Marion and Trawl break into the royal castle with Hydra and receive a "crown and ring".

Trawl's report will now be the last.

I don't know how, but she walks in and out of the royal castle and picks up all kinds of information.

And you can tell it to Marion and you can tell it to Hydra underground from Marion.

- The fact that the Marquis of Monti, in the blood of the former Queen, secretly moved the mercenary was a disgrace to the second prince, second in his right to inherit the throne.

Dusty Ove Ray Blue Barbarant.

By his mother's second queen, the second prince became completely ambitious because she was raised to the effect that she wanted to make my son king.

"Looks like Hydra's starting to read after all."

"Oh."

Marion spreads the bread and washed clothes vigorously as she replies.

- You're gonna kill Ashik.

Dusty Orb said he is secretly gathering power inside the castle as well as increasing the vigilance of the castle town.

I give instructions to the highly combatant knights to pack them in the castle so that whenever a battle occurs, they maintain it.

When this happens, I guess it's just what Hydra expected.

It was Hydra's reading that he might wait for the raid of Asiczaria, the first king to inherit the throne, the rightful next king, and try to make him a deceased in that battle.

Perhaps Dusty Orb also knows where Asic Zaria is right now.

On top of that, I'm waiting.

War costs money. I have food. There is a force.

If Asikzalia knows that they cannot be prepared satisfactorily, the civil unrest is small and it is visible to target short-term settlements.

That too, if you don't have maintenance money, you can read that the timing of the setup is fast.

In addition, we need to hurry because if the king doesn't do something about it while he's still alive, he won't be able to take it back.

I'm willing to lure you into my stomach, make sure you don't get away with it, and kill you for sure.

So Dusty Orb can sit on the throne with dignity.

"What were the shadows saying?

The shadow is about Schren operating in the castle town. It's a code name just in case.

Last night, Trawl was scheduled to communicate with them for the last time.

"- He said this one moves this way. He didn't give me any more details."

Fine then.

The actions of Hydra and the civil unrest in Eolazel are something that will surely happen.

But the shadows, which can also be called third forces there - how the Schrens will intervene. What happens as a result of the intervention?

I don't even know what it's for.

"- It's finally going to be just like Hydra said."

Yes, Hydra said.

"Whatever form it takes, whatever the purpose, it doesn't fall to those who are so bad if they get involved," he said.

"- Oh, I only asked for one thing"

"Asked?

"- Keep the window at the top of the southeast tower open, because. Are you going to break in from there? But the windows at the top of the southeast tower are the only way in and out of the bibliographic dove... I don't think people can get through there."

And when Marion opened his mouth,

"Benham! Have you finished your laundry?!?

"- Ha! I'm still on my way!

Benham salutes and answers to the softly arrived senior soldier, Marion, who is in the laundry.

"You're still doing this! I'm gonna help you, so let's just get this over with and go get a drink! I'm working the night shift tonight, so you're gonna have to drink and rest now!

"- Ha! I'll give it to you!

Tough and gentle, this senior soldier is the benefactor who made the new soldier Benham so adorable.

Thinking about betraying me tonight and disappearing, I'm just a little bit overwhelmed, but...

"Next payday, I'll take you to a store with a beautiful spot! Already, wow... I have a woman with sooo many tits! That thing makes me want to suffocate! Because I'm not on that level anymore! It's so awesome!

"- Ha! I'll be ready to choke!

No, it was my fault.

There's no way I'm going to feel heavier about betraying a man who can speak out loud and dignified about this kind of wandering sexual harassment.

Trawl has already disappeared.

Marion also travels back to Benham, a new soldier, to spend time with a senior soldier who leans aside.

Night is almost upon us.