The Earl’s Bad Wife

Talk to Emily's cohabitant.

She had never played at night and went to a nearby tavern or dining room to look for it, but she wasn't there.

He said that if he did not return in the morning, he would go talk to the Knights.

After the cohabiting woman returns, I hold my head.

"What am I supposed to do, because I showed you that article?"

"But Master Helmina cautioned that you shouldn't get in on her alone, right?

"Though I did"

"Then you could have been taken away."

Either way, it doesn't change what's worst.

"A magazine that wrote about Master Helmina, they sell it to fly. So maybe you abducted him to make him write a new article."

This time, it seems that the Counts are exerting strong pressure, but they don't have any islands to attach. He said it was completely reopened.

"And well, since this is the state, why don't we go say hello to the publisher for a bit now?

"- Huh?"

"Do you hate her?

"Yes, it isn't."

I was surprised by my husband's suggestion.

I thought you'd ask me to wait at home, but you told me I could come with you.

"Ho, really, me too, can I come with you?

"Yes. Master Helmina would like to make a statement too, wouldn't she?

"Well, yeah."

"Don't worry, I will always protect you"

I couldn't help but notice my husband's reliable words.

Put your hands on the hot cheeks and thank them as they cool the lights.

"Except for one thing, there are conditions."

"Can I help you?

The condition indicated by my husband was to wear disguise.

◇ ◇ ◇

Late nights with different dates.

I will take the hands of the maids and prepare myself.

What was prepared was a silver outfit.

Attach shingles (greaves), knees (paulains), and thighs (quices) to iron shoes (sabatons) that protect your feet. In order to protect the steeple, the front deck (breast plate), which is made thick, is placed on the front deck (fold). Wrap your elbows (cooter) and hands (gauntlet) around the armrest (canon). He armed himself without gaps from shoulder to bottom, starting with the shoulder armor (Pauldron). Put a jaw clasp (wrapper) around your throat and finally wear a large helmet (Great Helm) that covers all of your head and you're ready.

My husband's disguise was to equip him with sheet metal armor (full plate armor).

If you get in as an Earl family person, you have a bad external ear, so you go out for this kind of operation.

But with this heavy armor, I can't move as much as I want. Therefore I wanted to serve as a rear support, and I was asked to bring a machine bow (crossbow) from the armory.

If he waited at the front door, his husband appeared in a silver princess of nostalgia, dressed in silver and dressed in a costume, his eyes covered with a mask.

"My apologies, I have taken the time to prepare and I am sorry to keep you waiting..."

"More than that, I'm surprised."

It wasn't because I saw the elegance of your son, but because he had an object that was not worthy of the outfit.

"Hey, what's that...?

"To say hello, I thought regular gear wasn't enough."

"Oh, yeah."

My husband came with a battle axe (Battle Axe) on his shoulder.

Nevertheless, I think it's outrageous. The figure of your son who will fall in love with you and the martial bone axe is disproportionate or something.

- Let's go.

"You're right."

Get dressed for a special getaway and go all out. to the publisher in question.

◇ ◇ ◇

The publisher had a splendid four-story setting in the central district of Wangdu.

Late at night, the lights are on everywhere in the room. I think there is a reception, although the ground floor area was dark.

"How do you get in?

"Let's unlock it"

Saying so, turn to the back door.

What my husband took out of his pocket was an iron bar with a curved tip.

I put it in the keyhole and moved it.

A few minutes later, with the sound of kachari, the door opens.

"How could you do that?"

"You used to be caged in your room by Your Highness. I've used different means to resist, so I can do a lot of things."

It turns out it was His Royal Highness who raised her husband to high performance (high specs).

No, I don't care about that now. We have to help Emily.

Start infiltrating the publisher.

There were no signs of people on the ground floor.

If you go upstairs, there are some rooms with leaky lights.

Clear your ears, you'll hear something like a man groaning.

"100,000 characters by dawn, woo, I can't..."

Apparently, it's a room for reporters writing manuscripts.

It seemed impossible and forced to work long hours.

I'm sorry, I move on.

Go up to the third floor.

In the room with the lights on, there seemed to be a discussion going on even though it was late at night.

"- So let's call them both at the same time and make it an article there"

"I can't just write lies. So hey. Because it leads to a credit problem."

Looks like we're having some kind of suspicious meeting.

Emily doesn't seem to be on this floor, so we're moving on.

Fourth floor.

On the floor that was the top floor, only one room was lit.

With her husband, proceed with cautious footsteps.

When I approached the door, I heard a woman from inside.

"This, this is wrong!!

"Just write it down!

"Aah!"

I heard a loud sound like hitting something and a woman - Emily screaming.

At that moment, my husband gazed at me, and showed me with his hand the number of those who were in it.

Four fingers were erected. They don't include Emily.

I think it's a hell of an ability to figure out the number of people just by hearing what you hear from the room.

Emily must have been kidnapped to write an article.

But when she was hit, she wasn't succumbing to violence. Without moving his hand, he keeps saying things that he criticizes.

The anger was ringing, but I also heard him stop me from being useless if I hurt him.

It wasn't a worse situation than I imagined, but either way, I thought I had to help quickly.

Signal with my husband with a gaze.

The door seems to be locked.

The operation my husband whispered in his ear, it was, let's kick the door together.

I nod firmly to my husband's words.

Into the door, put a full kick in.

It made a loud noise and the door came off, in the form of a knock on the ground.

There seemed to be a man leaning against the door, falling with him.

First of all, I could do it alone.

As you can imagine, there were light armed men in the room and Emily tied to a chair.

Very, I don't think it looks like a publisher.

The men scream, wondering who it is.

"We're just passing people."

"Ha, what are you talking about, you!?

I also agree with you on this.

There's no way a man with a battle axe (Battleax) in your son's outfit and a pair in sheet metal armor (full plate armor) with a mechanical bow (crossbow) can name a pass.

Before the rough men, my husband talks without flinching.

"- First, let me give you a choice. One of them is to free Emily von Oakrail and appear in the Knights. Two, they resist, they are defeated by us, they are taken by the Knights. Three, wait adultly and wait for the Knights to pick you up"

"I don't care which one you choose, you're going to be detained by the Knights!

The men are bogged down by their husbands (?), he put in a precise pointer (scratch).

"… although I think there is also an option to talk to the editor first. Where are you now?

"Editor, you guys knocked it down with the door, didn't you?"

"Well, this guy?

Apparently the man standing in front of the door was the editor-in-chief.

He was losing his mind and falling, so I'll gently retreat the door he was wearing.

The pinned and tensioned atmosphere remains the same.

My husband asks the men.

"- Well, which one do you choose?

My husband approached the men.

Slipping, the battle axe (Battle Axe), once dragged to the ground with a heavy sound, somehow creeped out.

Without answering the inquiry, a man of good standing pulls out his sword and tries to slash him by his husband.

I immediately pull the strings of the machine bow (crossbow) and cause the arrows to fire.

The arrow hit the sword and left the man's hand.

For once, the next time I hit my body, I declared it.

- I can't help it with an axe.

Someone said, "Hih!," he screams.

My husband was showing me his back, so I didn't see his expression, but I thought he must have a scary face.

To be honest, Battle Axe (Battle Axe) and Machine Bow (Crossbow) are unfavourable indoors, but I guess the men are not professionals in combat either.

He seemed completely frightened.

Maybe it's because of the crushed head giving the instructions.

"Hands on your head, stand on the wall -"

The man on the edge rang something like a bell when my husband ordered it.

Then the armed men appeared from the back room.

Unlike the men who have been in the room before, they are wrapped in armor and so on.

When this was the publisher, it was an incredible sight.

Her husband was shaking his shoulder when he saw how it was.

If you try to speak up, turn the battle axe in your hand and take down the two men who were nearby.

With that in mind, the brawl began inside the room.

I approach Emily as I support her in the rear.

The men were trying to kill us.

So I won't forgive you.

The arrows he unleashed pierced his hands and feet and drove them out of combat.

And finally, we get to Emily.

"- Hey, you okay?

"Heh, helmina............!

Put your hands on your mouth and shut Emily up. I can't reveal who I am here.

"Sorry, sir."

"It's okay. I was supposed to come and say hello."

The bookshelves in the room have been knocked down, holes have been made in the walls and are in terrible condition.

You just said you're lucky all the men who are falling have breath.

"This publisher seems to have been a bunch of outlaws."

"Sounds like..."

But I thought I should choose who to sell the fight to.

The armed men were wiped out by their husbands' hands.

Then the Knights come to the publisher.

Apparently, her husband had ordered the butler to call the Knights.

The commander seemed to know each other, and we were treated as passing ordinary people and never blamed for our actions. Although my husband didn't come home to explain the situation.

The next day.

A newspaper was delivered in which all the wrongs of the publisher were written.

Apparently, he also had a good hand around here. I think it's amazing.

Naturally, the publisher was pushed out of business.

Gossip magazines are also collected without a single copy left.

Later, it was also reported that my articles and those of my husband were bullshit, and the damaged honor seemed to do something about it.

Then, in the wake of this incident, I started dating Emily.

Apparently, she decided to enter a publisher with a history even in the Wang capital and go down the road to reward the truth.

I was told not to do anything dangerous.

My husband, as always, seemed to have a busy day.

In that case, my husband will be off for a long time.

My three daughters and I were going out to make good on the promises we had made before.