The Abandoned Baroness is one of the Black Knight’s favorites

"Um, is Lutz there?

Gilbert asked for a peek at the Knights. There are a lot of uniformed people in there, and I know it's time for a change.

"Ah, Lutz will be back soon. If you wait around, I'll see you."

The man who was near the entrance told me. Gilbert thanked and sat down against a tree in an open area near the packing lot. There is no extra noise, and the thoughts are clear. I prayed for Sofia's safety while taking care of the surroundings. It's pathetic of me to have to pray now.

"─ ─ Jill, I'm tired. What's going on here?

Lutz walked north from where Gilbert was, behind the castle. It will be an afternoon shift. However, as always, I have a dark expression after I finish my work.

"I'm here to see Lutz. It seemed like something was bothering me... so I was worried."

I'm not lying. I just wondered for a different reason. Gilbert couldn't afford it now. If it is possible, I would like to rely on a thin thread. Helmut's thoughts and the whereabouts of the concert are still largely unknown.

"Jill, you're a good guy.... if you have time, I'll talk to you for a second."

That's what Lutz said and sat vigorously next to Gilbert. The leafy tree shakes and several leaves fall. Drinking alcohol together immediately makes it seem like the distance between men has shrunk. The usual troublesome relationship was also convenient for Gilbert today.

"Are you okay? It's such a hard job to quit... Mr. Lutz is a Knights, right?"

"Oh, I see. Knights... what's your image of a Knights?

Lutz answered Gilbert's question with a question. Gilbert blinks a few times and lays his eyes down. The question to Gilbert was very painful now. I feel like I'm being asked if I'm the right knight.

"─ ─ That's right. Protecting my country, my royal family, my loved ones... I think I'm a strong man."

Your own inconsistencies, which fail to protect the most important person, tighten your chest. I wonder what it means to be able to use a sword with a little magic. Gilbert laughed at himself inside and smiled so that he wouldn't take it personally. But Lutz in front of him smiled as if Gilbert's heart had been reflected in the mirror.

"That's what I thought. Actually, it was worth it. The sword that waves for the weak was light, and the job of protecting it was fun."

"Was it fun?

Gilbert was curious about the past. It is a rather timid remark to come out of the mouth of the human being who is still doing the work.

"─ ─ Yes, I don't want to work anymore. That's... that's not our Knights job."

Lutz said strongly and then looked up at the sky with a deep sigh, relaxing his body. Gilbert looks where Lutz came from. On the north side of the castle's land, there is only an old tower that is no longer in use. Gilbert was once again uncomfortable with what Lutz had done from behind the castle. Where Lutz came from at the end of his job, there was nothing for him.

"Mr. Lutz. Maybe that north tower ─ ─"

"No, it's not! Forget it."

Lutz blued his face. Gilbert knew it was a reaction because it was part of the mission, and he held hands that had been thrown to the ground for no reason.

"Oh, I'm so worried."

If I looked down, Lutz also fell down worried about what to do. It's good to be silent, Gilbert focuses on the images and audio in Lutz's brain.

"Hey, you. That's what you're doing there, isn't it? I'm just here."

In a tight cell, Konrado says. Suddenly Lutz looked back vigorously.

"My brother really thinks he can win this war foolishly. I can see that I don't understand my country at all. I wonder if that's what you think. ─ ─ Hey, do you agree with this politics?

"That's...."

Originally, Lutz's role was to silence the concert. Honestly swayed by his words and deeds, he is not at all suitable for prison sentry.

"What are you doing this for? Because it's a job? Because it's an order? I wonder if the Knights of Elatos have fallen beyond their control."

Conrad has a calm smile that doesn't resemble a place or a word. All of them were heterogeneous and Lutz seemed more upset.

As Gilbert predicted, the concert is like a shard. Above all, in this situation, Lutz was persuasively chosen.

"Your Highness... I..."

I understood Lutz's complex mood. Sad, regrettable. I don't think Conrad is a bad guy. Above all, it is true that everyone is exhausted by war. But now the King's deputy is Helmut, and he has command of the Knights. Between his desire to agree with Konrad's words and his duties, Lutz's heart shook.

"─ ─ Hey, Lutz. Why did you just come from the north? There's only a tower over there."

Gilbert changed the subject at once. Lutz's agitation is even greater and his mind is defenseless. At the same time, the footage in the tower entered Gilbert at once. In a cell in the basement, the concert is sealed. Sentinel shifts. Three at the entrance to the tower and one in front of the prison. And one in front of the small room upstairs.

"Oh, no, Jill. Why....."

Lutz shook his shoulders and raised his face.

"Huh? Yeah. I was just curious."

Gilbert shook his hand to the left and right. Lutz loosened his strong face for a moment and slammed his fist loosely towards Gilbert.

"Well, don't be ridiculous. Ah, I'm about to go."

Lutz stood up and soiled his clothes with his hands. Gilbert sat down and looked up at Lutz.

"Yeah, well done."

I was staring at him as he left. I still don't depend on that back anywhere.

Gilbert, who was alone again, saw the northern tower peeking over the castle. Was the prehistoric tower used every day? It is ironic for the country and for the tower that it is being used correctly as a dungeon now.

"But what's on the top floor of the tower ─ ─"

The alternating guards are in the basement and upstairs. Lutz didn't seem to be upstairs, so I couldn't find out how you were doing. Is it still a politician or a hostage?

We decided to infiltrate the basement first tonight and Gilbert left on the spot.