75 – 75. Unbroken Shackles (3)
“If you wanted to leave Count Kutelli, why don’t you tell me? I would have let you go.”
Looking at the three knights who failed to complete their mission, the count presses them in a low voice.
The word personally sending it meant that it would be removed without a rumor, so one of the three knights lying flat on the floor opened his mouth in horror at this.
“Sorry, sorry…”
“Sorry? hahahaha. Lately I’ve been hearing a lot of people saying I’m sorry. But do you know that?”
“Yes…? hehehehe!!”
Hitting the chin of the knight who opened his mouth with his shoe, the count continued his words.
“Sorry is the word I hate the most. Doesn’t that mean you didn’t do what I asked you to do?”
The other two knights notice this and don’t even talk, but how they are treated is still up to the count.
Another knight opens his mouth to somehow break through this situation.
“There is a way to bring me Lady Sylvia!!”
“How?”
“Yes! It seems that the commoner girl I brought in for you is now Lady Sylvia’s best friend…!”
In other words, he meant to take Henna hostage.
***
“How’s your friend?”
“Well… First of all, it’s called 1st stage mana exhaustion.”
“Whew. That’s good.”
The level of fainting is a typical symptom of stage 1 mana exhaustion, and there are no other external or internal injuries.
If you get enough rest, you should be able to wake up soon. But now that’s not the problem.
“Sleep. We also bought some simple drinks to quench our thirst.”
“Thank you.”
“What the hell happened to Sylvia-senpai being chased by her family’s knight…”
I left Rhenias behind and pondered what had happened around this time.
‘…Sure. It was already too late then.’
There was a time when Senia shouted that she had to go there without knowing English.
At the time of the incident, the other team members, including me, did not know why, and had no choice but to chase after Senia, who immediately rode her horse.
At this, all the members of Them Bris felt suspicious, but when they reached the Count’s residence following Senia, they could see that she was already late.
If this incident was related to Sylvia… It’s not something I can just pass over from my point of view.
But I’m not sure yet. Unlike before the return, the festival proceeded normally, and because of my actions, the time zone was all moved forward.
If you guessed it for nothing and ended up getting it wrong, that’s a problem as it is.
– Dripping.
The sound of the door opening in the hospital room was heard, and Rhenias cautiously entered and went to observe the progress.
“Wait a minute! Where are you going in this state?”
“What’s up?”
“Senior Junon…”
Rhenias called my name in an embarrassed voice. Seeing it with my own eyes, I can understand why.
“…Sylvia. Are you going to move as you are now?”
Sylvia was in the state of changing into plain clothes.
Mana exhaustion is, in the end, because her magical power has been used to the limit, so her body is bound to be strained, so if symptoms appear, it is recommended that you take a rest.
However, since she changed her clothes and even tried to get out of her hospital room, it was not unreasonable for Rhenias to block her path.
“It’s a festival. It’s such a waste of time.”
“…”
“…”
A festival? Are you saying that now? What is that expression that awkwardly raises the corner of the mouth and says as if nothing happened?
What is certain is that Sylvia, who makes that expression, is not the face I am accustomed to seeing.
Seeing her face forced to smile because it was awkward, I realized that Sylvia had gone back to being a mannequin.
And for some reason, it seems that Rhenias also intuitively sensed this sense of incongruity.
“Silvia-senpai. I’m sorry for saying this, but even if you try to cover it up with a smile like that, it shows through.”
“I can’t help but laugh…”
“Did you rather talk about what’s going on and ask for help? She must be suffering from muscle pain and dizziness because even her magical power is unstable. What kind of festival are you going to enjoy with that body?”
Danny Sylvia sent her eyes as if asking for help.
I’m sorry, but I didn’t mean to help either.
Sylvia, who is cold and doesn’t change her expression, was just a plaything and doll for the count’s family.
She wasn’t lying when she said she didn’t want to see it. Sylvia.
By the way, why are you going back then?
“Just be honest. Sylvia, what are you afraid of?”
“Junon… What’s wrong with you? If you keep doing this, I’ll call the hospital.”
It’s a hospital. Okay. If you ask the front desk, we, as outsiders, will no longer be able to interfere with you.
That’s how events unfold in the worst way.
Nevertheless, the solution is actually simple. At this point, all you have to do is hit her back saying that she will call Princess Ophelia.
As the daughter of the student council president who listens to students’ concerns, the leader of the leadership department, and the leader who rules the principality, she is the right person to break through this situation.
He is the one who will stop Sylvia from insisting that she go out of the hospital and enjoy the festival,
A person who can listen to each student’s concerns,
In the position of a princess of the Principality of Ardelion, she is a person who can give a hand of her kindness to a people. It would even become easier if I just copied what I heard during the end-of-semester evaluation.
But Sylvia is hiding something. To the point of insisting that he should go somewhere, even carrying clumsy lies with his body right now.
The moment she makes contact with Princess Ophelia, Sylvia will feel the pressure, but she doesn’t want to make her chased by anything more. Without knowing it, Sylvia, who had lost her mentality, might end up committing something.
So, I held Sylvia’s shoulders once again and said slowly, as if reading carefully.
“Sylvia, I don’t want you to go back there. Even if you don’t, as a friend you can help. Huh?”
“…”
“I’m not trying to interrupt. How many times have I told you in the past? If you have any difficulties, please tell me. Was I just that much of a friend to you?”
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At that moment, her Sylvia’s shoulders trembled. And.
“Then what should I do… No matter how much I think about it, this isn’t something you can help me with…”
With a sobbing voice, Sylvia’s cheeks were wet again this time.
I was finally convinced, and I was able to make a statement to her Sylvia.
“Trust me and confide in me. The things you worry about will never happen.”
Countess Kutelli and Sylvia. Senia, who suddenly ran to Count Kutelli’s residence before returning. The situation inside Count Kutelli’s house when Tembris arrived.
All of this can only be described as related.
Moreover, even though the date has been moved forward, the sequence of events does not change.
It was the last appearance of someone who was desperate for reality, even unrecognizable in the Count’s residence.
I intuitively realized that the name of someone whose name had not even been heard since then was buried that day.
So that the event before the return does not repeat itself, so that the event does not arrive right after it has already happened.
I would never let Sylvia go like this.
***
There seemed to be no one in the empty lot, but there were traces of a battle that Senia was able to recognize.
Comparing the traces of battle and the line of magic, the composition is 2:2.
Since the mana of the person who kidnapped Henna did not radiate, it is correct to assume that someone intruded in the 2:1 composition during the battle.
The two were presumed to be knights because they used enchantment-type magic. Probably the same family as the knight who kidnapped Henna and ran away.
And read the traces of the battle. There were traces of condensed wind magic and one was convinced.
There is only one student at the academy who fights by creating an armor of condensed wind.
Sylvia Cutelli. She is the daughter of Count Kutelli.
But… Something’s wrong, isn’t it?
“Aris. Where is Count Kutelli’s family located?”
“Huh? Count Kutelli’s mask… A family located in the eastern part of Algernib.”
The direction was not wrong. If you point out the place where the knight who took the henna rode on horseback, it is in the eastern direction of Algeneuve State.
“Anything else?”
“It’s different… Being a family on the side of the aristocratic alliance must be a characteristic. As I said before, they hate common people so much that they are the first to reveal the ostracism of the Marquis Flocan and the common people.”
It makes no sense at all for a family that vehemently rejects commoners.
A third-year female student at the academy who has no connection whatsoever. Isn’t there a reason to take Hena, a commoner female student in charge of the avant-garde position?
Although Henna is famous for making her bread well, her nobles employ patissiers who are much more skillful than Henna.
In other words, taking henna was a contradiction in itself.
“Senia. Wouldn’t it be better to just report it to the bachelor’s office? If one of the academy students was kidnapped, Princess Ophelia might be able to help her.”
“No. That would never happen. If Henna was being held hostage, she would disappear without a trace the moment the fact was known.”
“That’s right…”
If you look at what Sylvia has to do with the Count’s knights, she wouldn’t.
Her relationship with her kidnapped henna has recently become her closest friend. But that’s just a superficial reason. Insufficient as a basis.
Then why did the knights of Count Kutelli aim their swords at the lady of the count family whom they were supposed to serve?
This is the key point.
The person the knights were trying to kidnap must have been Sylvia. However, she took henna to eat mustard, crying because she was not good because of one person who broke in.
This was a hypothesis made by Senia’s speculation.
No matter how you look at it, the stinky smell doesn’t make it seem like you simply kidnapped a student.
If it is indeed Henna being held hostage, she must not tell anyone except Sylvia herself and those present at her scene.
“For now, don’t tell anyone. The same goes for the Tembris team, okay?”
“…Okay.”
After convincing Aris, Senia was moving her steps somewhere alone by herself.