Tilea’s Worries

Ugh, it's blurry. Looks like I got a headache too. Put your hands on your forehead and explore your memory.

Me, what were you doing?

It does carry out the depths, and... Ha!

Get up quickly and check your surroundings. Yes, we missed Gordon. It activated the demon blood sucking (Bloody Marie), the depths of justice, and chopped a number of miscellaneous fish with a blood blade. But it wasn't just Gordon's body.

Not good. I let the chief get away with it. It is a mission failure. Besides, Dear Tyrea, it's an immediate, clandestine failure. I don't even have to think about its importance.

Bad, bad, bad!

"Not good. Ooh!

"What's wrong with that?

"What!?"

Switch to a beautiful voice like the sound of a bell. Ahead, there was a beautiful girl with silver hair and red eyes. It is like Camilla.

My heart bounced on the appearance of my dear, dear, beloved Lord.

"Dear Ka, Ka, Ka, Camilla. Why are you here?

"You're too upset, you idiot! Edim, you've done something interesting until you followed me with tracking magic."

"Use tracking magic..."

"That's right. Keep this funny to yourself."

"also, sorry"

"Well, good. I'll join you along the way."

"Huh!? Ka, is Lady Camilla joining us?

"Whether you want to hurt me for something funny like this or not!

It is above all happiness to be able to act with Lady Camilla.

However, Mr. Tyrea has ordered Mr. Camilla to keep it a special secret. You can't talk about a ghost crusade. The truth is how helpful it would be if you could talk to me and help me...

"Dear Camilla, I would like to say. The strong man who took the alias with the devil was Niga. Though the chief, Gordon is third class not enough to take. Dear Camilla, it's not enough to get your hands on yourself."

"Hmm, sure isn't it funny to dispose of that kind of crumb"

"Did you know"

"I'm telling you what I fell asleep for! I've seen it through your magic!

I am shocked by what Lady Camilla has said. The Lord was watching the scene where he let Gordon the chief escape, no, on the contrary, the previous failures. Shame boils intensely.

"So, you know everything?

"From the middle of nowhere. You go into the mansion without saying a word, and Nigga handles both the gray elephants, and the fried words are suicide bombers. From the sweetness of the stuffing to the fact that Nigga was about to kill me, I watched exactly."

"Huh!? I killed Niga..."

"I'm saying that's sweet. Nigga lived at that point. There is so much for fools. If I hadn't come, you would have been destroyed."

"Well, I didn't know that... but I'm sorry."

"Hmm, keep working out a little!

Oh, did you...

Niga tricked me. I didn't know he was trying to scratch my sleeping neck by pretending to be dead. I am so ashamed of Lady Camilla. It's too late to regret it, but we should have acted a little more carefully. Lady Camilla protected me from such foolishness and even restored my eyelashes to my wounds. Let the Lord do that, how dare he have no body? In exchange for that I have done nothing to help......

Anyway, it's not a good idea to lose any more.

"Oh, Lady Camilla, now I'd like to move on to the search for the escaped chief."

"Um, right. I'll leave the last garbage cleaning to you. No more screwing around this time, huh?

"Also, of course it is. I'll definitely take Gordon's neck, pick it up and put it in there, so..."

I don't want to be disappointed any more by Master Camilla. Whatever it is, it strikes the devil and softens the stigma. Approach Camilla-like and heat valve.

"Don't stop by!

"Ka, Lady Camilla......?

"Edim, you stink. If it's your sister's product, it's natural to polish yourself."

"Ah, ah, ah. Oh, no."

"Edim, so is bringing the devil's neck, but do something about that stench too!

"Ha, ha, no"

Lady Camilla was returned intact with metastatic magic, pinching her nose.

Phew, snares collapse on the spot.

Ha, I want to die already. What an unparalleled imitation of the beloved Lord. I'm going to die of shame.

Come on, it's all because of that idiotisio. How much damage you've suffered because of that incompetent bastard!

My head heats up with anger.

Don't. I don't have time to forget me with anger. There's so much to do. Understanding the current situation in close cooperation with family members. Reports, etc. to Baccatissio….

Above all, Gordon's escape route remains to be considered. Still not explored in all those siege nets. Perhaps Gordon has his own means of escape.

What's that?

If you are someone who knows more about the King's capital and knows its history, topography and formation, you may find out where Gordon is. The person had taken the whip of magic history at the School of Magic and had published numerous papers and won awards in that relationship.

See the falling useless (Jeje).

Huh. Abominable, but not as competent as Jeje to direct the search.

"Jeje."

"... Ugh... but"

"It's not 'oops'. Get up!"

"Ugg... gi"

No. Jeje's guy, the bug breath, he's dying. The scratches on the nigga are soggy and the healing power hasn't caught up. Over time, you'll die one of these days.

Shit, it's very disingenuous. But right now, I don't want him to die.

I made up my mind and decided to give you my own blood. Cut your own left hand finger and push the blood into Jeje's mouth.

Then, Jeje's body is restored. The healing properties of vampires have become active.

"Whoa whoa whoa! What an aromatic fragrance. Jeje, you're back. Dear Edim, if it's for you..."

"Oh, no more beauty words. I need you to do something faster than that."

"Ha. Oh, my God."

"You will command Gordon's pursuit."

"Did you let the devil get away with it?

"Fuck, yeah. Niga died, but Gordon escaped with metastatic magic. Because someone else was useless!

"Hehe, don't worry. Freshman Jeje, I'm empowered and I'm back. Therefore, I don't take the same kind of unconsciousness as last time."

"I'm tired of your overconfidence. You can count on it. I guess you're gonna be okay, huh?

"Of course it is. Gordon's escape route is already predicted."

"What? So where's Gordon?

"Well, wait. I'll explain it in an orderly fashion."

Come on, when this is a waste of time. It doesn't change the illegibility of this kind of air.

"Jeje, just explain it!

"Ha. Gordon hasn't been detected by the siege net, has he?

"That's right. This mansion spans several kilometres and is monitored by my family unit and the Second Division. No matter how carefully you move, you can't possibly be caught in the probe network. Yet reports from family members are not available now. I don't want to think about it, but he may have already escaped outside the King's Capital on a transfer."

"Dear Edim, I would have taught you in magic. It's a few kilometers away at most. It doesn't matter how magical it is."

"I know. But if you repeat the metastasis..."

"That's the pinnacle of stupidity. It's immediately detected by the starch of magic, and the continuous use of metastatic magic puts you at risk of death."

"Then where are you!

"Probably down the underground waterway,"

"Groundwaterways!? Was it in King's Capital?

"Dear Edim, that's what happens because you're not listening to your classes properly. Once upon a time, in the days of Alkudas I, a move was made to complete sewers -"

"Shut up. I don't have time to listen to the lecture. Send your troops to the underground waterway. I'll tell Dalph and the others the story in a nutshell."

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That's how Jeje went outside the mansion to take command.

Really? Groundwaterways? I remember the class. Yes, it seems that the old Wangdu had a mesh of underground waterways. Most of them are now filled and unusable, but Gordon has escaped using a usable waterway somewhere.

No matter how familiar Jeje is with the Wang capital, will he be able to identify that waterway by morning? You can do it if you have the time, but Dear Tyrea's limit of life is dawn. Possible overtime.

At this stage, the fourth division, led by Master Bernandez, holds all the information on the Wang capital. You might want to tell the Wicked Army Intelligence Unit what's going on and use your help.

"Eddie - M., I'm looking for you! How's the tail? Of course everything must have worked out!

Yeah, another troublesome fool showed up.

Right. Has it been an hour since you've entered? To be clear, I don't have time for bacatissio.

But Baccatissio is my boss for once. I have to report Gordon missing. It's depressing. You're going to be mad, you idiot. If you don't report it carefully, this guy risks killing you.

"I'm sorry. I couldn't help it, I let Gordon get away with it. But we've already dispatched a search party."

"Hey, what the heck?! You don't forgive me. I'll take that neck off you!

Baccatissio leaves it to anger to strangle me.

Damn, you idiot... you idiot, but only strength is real. I can't shake it off very well.

Ma, not good. If I stay like this, this idiot will kill me.

This idiot is killing me! I squeezed my last force to shake off Baccatissio's hand.

"Ha-ha-ha, so...! Ha, ha..."

"Edim, you will never forgive me. What if I lose my trust from Lord Tyrea! I'll kill you!

"Ha, ha. Please, wait. I don't have time to be doing this. Can I let Gordon get away with it!

"What. You're willing to put your mistakes on the shelf!

"Dear Ortizio, any lapse you let go of once will be punished later. But if we don't take Gordon's neck, we're screwed."

"Hey, what sucks. You must be the one who let him get away with it!

What a grace. Let me tell you something, you're the reason I let you get away with it!

I want to say it. I want to say it so badly. But we really don't have time for this. All I can do here is encourage you to talk to me as an adult.

"Master Ortizio, let us be calm. This is not the case when you are impersonating responsibility. If we fail in our mission, whoever caused it, isn't it up to the two of us!

"Damn, it's your fault..."

"Master Ortizio, it's a stop. Because I'll ask as much about my fallout later. But if we don't start the search soon, the deadline for death will be dawn."

"Mmm, I can't help it. Now I just want to borrow Goblin's hand. I'm putting your life on hold."

"Thank you"

"So, Edim, what are we going to do after this? Where's Gordon?

"Dear Ortizio, according to the information I have, Gordon also appears to be fleeing the underground waterway."

"He said it was an underground waterway!? Is it true?

"Yes, we are now so strong on the ground that we are still not caught in the siege net"

"Sure. Then send troops to the underground waterway as soon as possible!

"Of course, I am giving instructions. It's just a situation where it's too difficult to find a usable groundwaterway. I rely on the old literature to command the intellectuals, but whether they will ever make it by dawn..."

"What. So, what do we do? Give me some wisdom!

Wisdom! Wisdom! Wisdom!

Please, be patient. I don't have time to argue with this guy.

Wisdom......

Thoughts had been interrupted by Baccatissio's intrusion, but he still begs for help from Division IV. Division IV is under the direct authority of Master Drewas. Though it is Tilea's secret destiny, I don't think it will be as problematic as it would have been if he had been revealed to me as Drewas, the military teacher.

"Shouldn't we beg Master Drewas for help?

"Huh? Well, why should I beg him for help? Don't be ridiculous! You generally know what clandestine life means from Lord Tyrea!

"Yes. But now it's an emergency. If we keep going like this, the mission itself may end in failure. Besides, Master Drewas is a military teacher. Originally, it's no surprise that you know the contents of a secret life. If you're going to fail, you better talk and get help."

"Yes, I don't like it. I disagree, disagree, absolutely disagree! Why do we have to split our hands with him?

Oh, the fool finds out. However, with regard to the groundwaterway, the families and the second division alone cannot cover everything. After all, the cooperation of the Fourth Division, which holds all the information on the Wang capital, is essential. I have to manage to convince this fool.

"Dear Ortizio, please. The only people familiar with the underground waterways are the intelligence units proud of the Evil Gods."

"I don't like it. Like bowing his head to him. - Right. Why don't you ask Bernandez right away!

"Dear Ortizio, you can't do that in a way that ignores the top of it. Either way, Master Bernandez is going to ask for Mr. Drewas' permission."

"But..."

"If I were to speak of density to that, I would find it unacceptable except for Master Drewas. Lord Tyrea has given instructions not to speak to anyone, including Lady Camilla. But he seemed to want to tell Master Drewas something."

"Mmm, but..."

"Dear Ortizio, I think it would be the worst result if you could not live up to Lord Tirrea's reign like this"

"Wow, okay. But, Edim, will you ask the Chief of Staff?

This guy, I don't care how far he bothers me. Neither do I want to make such a dishonorable report.

"Master Ortizio, I must command my family. Besides, if this is the case, isn't it the muscle that the one above reports?

"Uggh. Wow, okay. You can do it, you can do it!

"Thank you."

Baccatissio headed to the Underground Empire if he was unhappy. That's all that provoked Master Drewas. It's not something I know what I'm going to do. Exactly what I deserve.