On the way home from selling fights to the 'Peony' in grandeur.
Deanna was rushing to Shayla's room, at the shortest distance.
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I said you could use 'Between the Red Roses', but there's no way that Shayla would nod 'Don't hesitate'. Even though Rita and Lurie recommend it, it seems to me that Shayla returns to her room with a rhetoric.
Shayla's room is in the back corner, even in the rear palace. Far from the salon of 'Peony', of course.
Deanna was running through an unpopular, shortest distance corridor, even showing Shayla, so...
Reacting to the explosively swollen killer behind me was delayed for a moment.
Zash!!
Almost at the same time as I turn around, something sharp flashes in front of me. He bounced backwards reflexively and flexed with a single hair, taking the receptacle and rolling down the hallway, taking out the dark vessel that had been planted under his sleeve without getting up. If you stand up and turn to the murderer, the Lord of Murder, who apparently descended from behind the ceiling, stands there in nature.
Slowly standing up, Deanna rearranged her favorite weapon without a gap.
"- You're a substandard lady everywhere," said Red Rose. "
Seeing Deanna like that, the Raiders laughed funny. However full of gaps that appeared, Deanna, who had been surrounded from an early age by some of the best militants in the Hate Nation, was not fooled. I got a little distracted, but at the end of the day, I'll have to say goodbye to the world. That's about it, this raider... the boy, he's strong.
Deanna pinched, strained her back.
"What pity?
"What do you mean?
"With your arms, I and others would have been sufficiently, if only at an earlier moment. You attacked me purposefully at an avoidable rate... what are you going to do?
"Nothing, a normal princess wouldn't avoid that, would she? It's what amateurs do to hunt their prey with ten percent power all the time."
"- I don't even think you missee the power of prey."
Deanna didn't pull a step. It's more dangerous than someone who just hits the dark clouds, such as an unreadable assassin. There's no way I can predict the boy's qualities, but if I don't know what he's thinking, I can't be relieved or anything.
"Well, I'll ask you the other way around, Wake I wanted to die, what about 'Red Rose'?
"I'm not kidding, I don't think so."
"Then it's good, I didn't have to think that deep. As lucky as you are."
"... unfortunately, I'm not in such an easy position to think about."
If this was helped by the whim of an opponent outside the rear palace while his life was targeted by an amazing assassin, Deanna doesn't persevere in pursuit of it this far either. Examine the identity of the target thoroughly, but the basics can be finished with 'I don't know what it is, but it helped'.
I can't do that because this is a special place called the 'Rear Palace', where I can deduce that I am the 'Red Rose' headed by a side chamber, plus the assassin's employer would probably be the 'Peony'. If the assassin is whimsical in this situation, with his chest three inches, I can't predict how things will roll in the future.
"The element of uncertainty should be less. But there are people who don't know what kind of asshole they are."
"Oh, that's about His Majesty the King, isn't it? It's okay, Red Rose said that."
"- Soon before the start of the season, you must have been the one exploring us. What's it going to be now?"
"... I knew you were scared, the Crestors."
"If you know what I'm talking about, tell me what you want."
Don't be alarmed, giddy. Even in the light of the eye, which the concubine would not have endured, the boy did not cower.
"To tell you the truth, I didn't peek that often either. 'Cause I'm scared, you toko people."
When we get a little closer, it's impossible to kill him, so come on, he's blurry. Deanna had also received a report about the covert offensive behind the ceiling, which is why I didn't forget to tell him back.
"You didn't hesitate to stick around when our people had to leave on errands, did you? It's hard for you to be alone. Looks like a few others were hired by Landrose's house, but the minute they found out the target was us, they all fled."
"Of course. Guys who work like us can't live if the Crestors stare at us. Unfortunately, neither Landrose's daughters nor dads seem to know anything about it."
"Oh, then why didn't you run away?
"Me? I wasn't originally connected to the Crestors. I don't know exactly what happens if I get stunned, so I don't have a reason to run. Everyone who escaped, they've all been involved with the Crestors, haven't they? I don't know much about it."
"... well, yeah. I mean, you know, I don't know how many years I've been in this world, but you've been working with Crester a lot of times. Pretty miraculous odds, huh?
"Oh, the same thing, the Odishans told me before I ran away. But I'm still young, right?
Sure, this assassin is still young. No matter how hard you look at it, it won't have reached the age of twenty. Bad behavior can also mean early teens. So what are these signs... how many training grounds have you come through so far?
"... How long have you been in this world?
"Come on. Not since you were born? Because I don't know how to live besides me."
"Then you just don't remember, maybe we used to take care of you."
"That's possible.... What? So you want me to feel benevolent and pull my hand?
"You don't need to feel benevolent, but I want you to pull back."
"Ha, I'm being honest. After all," Red Rose "is good. Much more fun than" Dear Peony. "
In front of him, he looks like he's having some heartfelt fun, as the word goes. It was as if Deanna didn't know what she wanted to do or what she was going to attack me in the first place.
...... but. If his "authenticity" was in a floating atmosphere, Deanna could feel it.
"Maybe... I'm serving Master Liliane, aren't you too into it?
"- I'm not serving. I'm just hired. I'm hired for money to do what I get. That's all I have to do with that lady."
"So you're unhappy with the reward?
"No? Everyone ran away except me, so I got more money for more work. If it didn't help, they'd have cut it off, but I'm capable."
"I wouldn't take care of you if I said so myself. Well, then... simply, your employer doesn't care?
If Deanna cut in all the time, he grinned bitterly at the change of reply. It's like admitting it.
"Well, uh, these people are used to us..."
"Those who treat humans like disposable tools, you just have to let them out once they're dead."
"... that, says the lady from the Crestor family, is awfully uncomfortable"
"I know my face looks like the head of that kind of race. But I can't stop thinking about how much you look like those rotten bastards."
Less angry, Deanna's tone became more abusive. Already 'Lady Mode' has no shadow or shape.
The covert force held by the Count Crester family, commonly known as the 'Darkness', began when the employers betrayed them and removed them from their destination, picking up those who would make the backyard a business. If the war with foreign countries comes to an end, and if there is no longer any apparent dispute, the next thing to be fought is the struggle behind it. The unscrupulous nobles wanted those who did such work, stealing information from other houses and sometimes secretly ending those who were in the way.
If there is demand, jobs are created. The number of people in charge of backing operations increased secretly, and in the past there was even a time when nobility was said to be normal to hire assassins. Those in charge of the dirty work behind them are mostly disposable for the nobles, trying to erase them without any hesitation if it becomes inconvenient.
While there were those who chose the path to be wiped out by adultery, there were of course those who escaped if it was not a joke. Hunted by a former companion, with no destination to go anywhere, despair sneaks in. It was the Earl of Crestor at the time who reached out to the backers.
The Crestors traditionally dislike people who throw away humans. It was a natural course of action for the Lord of the day. That is precisely the hand of salvation that went down to hell for those who were helped. They wanted to thank the Lord, and later, as a secret unit of the Crestor family, they began to wrap themselves together.
- And with such a historical background, the Crestor family and the back-run world are now closely involved. For those who live in the back world, 'When in trouble, rely on the Crestors' is so insensitive. No matter how little I have ever been associated with the Crestors, I do not believe that those who have lived in the world behind me since birth do not know this insanity.
... I see, and somehow, Deanna could read the boy's insides.
"... hey, could you, too,"
"- Step back, Deanna!!
The moment Deanna tried to state the conclusions she found, a sharp voice and killer flew in. Until then, a floating boy rushes to his feet and bounces back the weapon waved down on himself. but it was an unexpectedly heavy attack, and he stayed put.
"... how dare you imitate yourself in the 'here' world, pointing a weapon at the lady of the Crestor family"
"Hey, Odysan, wait!
"No questions asked!!
Heavy attacks, unlikely to be launched in thin dark vessels, strike the boy one after the other. No matter how awesome the boy is, the 'darkness' the Krester family boasts, it doesn't extend just to its contemporary leader, and it seems to be the best because it is subject to attack.
Deanna laid down her weapon and saw it in his struggle, which she would see up close for a long time. Whatever he says, he is also Deanna's own martial arts master, his brother Edward, and Deanna's father, Dualis' belly. His struggle is not as beautiful and wasteful as it may flow at any time.
"Oh, hey! Don't look at me. Stop it, lady!
"Huh? Oh, sorry."
He's a boy who hasn't been pushed, but he seemed to have left enough room to check on Deanna. Laughing lightly, Deanna raised her voice.
Sirius, that's it.
"... it's probably not enough yet."
"It's okay, I think I found out by staining myself. What would happen if I exchanged revenge for the Crestors?"
Teng himself is said to have finally stopped attacking and is breathing constantly. Sirius' attack seemed so intolerant.
"... Seriously, I'm scared"
"I deserve it. Miss Crestor, attacking Deanna, etc."
"So he said he didn't want to kill you from the beginning. I can't give you any orders to turn the Krester family against the enemy."
"Just pointing the blade at it is an act that is well worth dying for. Appreciate what you've done."
"... Yes, sir"
The boy, hammered with an odd face, turned to Deanna curly.
"- Because it's wacky. Don't worry about it."
"You were ordered to kill me, right?
"Uh, it looks like you've been bloody up your head a lot, so hey, that little girl"
"So, against orders, what are you going to do now?
"Come on. But that lady's handkerchief, because I'm alone so far. I don't think I'd be fired if I told you I couldn't get my hands on it without a gap."
"... it won't last forever, that kind of thing"
No matter how unfortunate Liliane's thought circuit can be, I don't think such deception will work for long. For treating people like pawns, they should be sensitive to how they work.
"You don't have to go on, I'll do it until it goes on.... It's okay because, like the old people, it doesn't mean your employer will kill you very hard. If you really think you're a jerk, you'll get away with it."
"... you don't think I'm trying to escape right now, do you?
"Well... hey, I got a lot going on, too"
As young or as young as Deanna.
What his eyes dwell on, back-to-back with a floating light attitude, is too deep and complicated. For a boy's eyes around the same age as Deanna, it's too heterogeneous.
"Right...... It's your intention not to run away, so that's not what I'm saying."
Deanna almost smiled at him like that. Not the usual 'Red Rose' specifications, but Deanna's own vegan grin.
"If anything, I... the Crestors will always be at your disposal."
"... for once, I'm the enemy?
"You're not going to take revenge on Crester, are you? Then he may be an enemy to Red Rose, but he won't be an enemy to Crester."
"That's how I help you ~? You're so sweet," Princess Ice Flame Rose. "
"It's natural to help people in need, isn't it? … and if my expectations are correct, I don't think Liliane will ever 'use' you."
When he spoke the secret truth, he silenced. Apparently, he's aware, too. Normally, the 'nobility' who returned to sanity could not have left the person who ordered the crime of 'murder' and so on.
"... you know, I get around there. If this doesn't happen again, I might rely on it."
"Okay."
And, where we nodded, Sirius, who had remained silent until then, put in a scratch.
"... lady, in short, does this guy stay wild?
"'Cause I really don't want to be hired by Master Liliane, but I can't help it for the money, and besides, I'm the one who doesn't do any harm to Crestor? Isn't that a problem?
"… it is certain that he is an unknown man in the rear palace…"
"Oh, yeah, that's well, yeah,"
The boy laughed furiously at the conversation between his master and mentor.
"Totally, really funny. Deanna!
"You, to call Deanna away!
Sirius said it was good.
If I'm either hooked on what this boy says or does, I can't move on.
"You don't have to worry, I can help you with the annoyance.... right, occasionally I give you information on the 'peony' side, so what?
"... that, the quick story is double secret?
"Yes. To be honest, I don't think it's a very good idea for the 'peony' side to win either. Deanna's gonna make super effective use of my information. Come on. It's worth it."
That's a story I don't even wish for. The information in the rear palace available to Deanna is limited to those of the 'Red Roses' and 'Neutralists'. The advantages of obtaining the fruit of the 'Peony' are enormous.
"... can I ask you to do that?
"Dear Deanna! Do you believe in such a suspicious man!
"Sirius, if I had said that, my ancestors wouldn't have met your ancestors, would they?
Faithful 'darkness' retreated to Deanna's words, which were returned with a bitter smile.... Yes, "The Crestors" are a family like this.
"- Negotiations are in place, right? Greetings."
"Welcome.... Oh, yeah. What's your name?
"Oh, you didn't name it yet.... Kai, I'll call everyone."
Boy - Kai, only then, had a year-to-year expression somewhere to be seen. Smile, Deanna hands on.
"Then I'll call you that, too.... Nice to meet you, Ky"
"Yeah, Deanna"
Gaze at me, nod.
- of an unknown number of 'collaborators', held hands.