271. Imperial Palace (2)
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“…It’s a shameful statement, Marquis.”
Earl Revel opened his mouth, barely managing his shivering body.
It was really pitiful to see his mustache waving, which he obviously had grown with great care, but the Marquis Boguert decided not to let it out of his mouth.
It was clear that he had not yet recovered from the aftereffects of being naked a few days ago and hanging upside down on the spire of his own castle.
“Did you freak out because you wanted to die?”
“…”
And hearing this kind of swearing from such a patient was definitely a different experience.
Marquis Bogart scratched his head and opened his mouth shyly.
“What’s the problem, Rebel?”
What’s wrong?
Seriously?
Count Rebel shot the Marquis Bogut with a thousand curse words in his eyes, but the other person, as always, shrugged his shoulders and pretended not to know.
What is surprising is that the clown-like smile that they always wear on their faces has disappeared, but the importance of the agenda ahead of them is too great to pay attention to such a thing.
“You are going to have a conversation with the emperor and the prime minister.”
“Yes.”
“The situation is precarious right now. If you ask for something like a meeting, it’s pretty obvious what will happen!”
It wasn’t something I could have said to my boss, but it was something I couldn’t help but say.
Because of this guy named Doud Campbell, who wouldn’t mind eating him alive, the plan itself to occupy the imperial palace by moving a large army has come to nothing.
He’s a guy who’s close with the chancellor and the emperor, so there’s no way he couldn’t share that fact.
“To put it the other way around.”
However, the Marquis Bogart spoke in a flat voice.
“It means that we haven’t done anything that deserves a major reprimand from them.”
That sounds funny.
Daud Campbell did his job so well that the civil war attempt ended in failure.
It is possible to hold them accountable, but it is said that an official ‘punishment’ is impossible.
“It is still possible to blindfold Aung. It is said that it is possible to bring in what this side asks for.”
“Are you asking? Such a gentle response to the humans who tried to start a war-“
“I will listen.”
These words fell with a bitter smile.
“It is a transaction, not a unilateral request. It’s okay to give something from this side.”
Earl Revel’s mouth fell shut.
His eyes carefully examined Bogart’s face. As if trying to read the atmosphere beneath it.
“…The Marquis.”
Even though it’s a superior boss, it’s already been over 10 years since Count Revel has been serving this human.
This means that it is not difficult to detect the ‘differences’ that come from trivial things.
From that point of view.
I don’t know how the Marquis Bogart is now.
As if.
You can feel the ‘determination’ of a person who is about to do something.
“…Are you okay?”
To the extent that I brought up this question without even realizing it.
It was a question with a lot of meaning, and as soon as he heard it, the Marquis Bogut stopped moving.
“What could not be okay, Rebel.”
After a bit of silence, those words followed with the usual silly laugh.
But.
But, what should I say?
It’s like taking him out to ‘reassure’ him.
I have such a strange feeling.
But before I could delve deeper into that feeling, the Marquis Bogart turned the topic elsewhere.
“Rather than that, I’d like to hear from Nicholas.”
“…”
As soon as he heard that, disgust creeped up on the Marquis Rebel’s face.
It was an expression that showed the strong feeling that he did not want to mix words with that topic as much as possible.
“…From what I heard from my aide, they somehow ‘calm down’.”
“Is management going well?”
“We filled it with people who would not have any problems even if they died. All of them are death row inmates who have committed serious crimes, but we can’t help those who are sometimes used as ‘prey’.”
“Is that so?”
“…Wouldn’t it be better to just dispose of it? It’s not even human anymore.”
It would not be something to say to a major player who was leading the same forces.
However, Earl Rebel’s voice when he said that was infinitely sincere.
As if the impression of ‘it’, which was once called Count Nicholas, couldn’t possibly come out better than that.
“Okay. Couldn’t it be?”
However, Marquis Bogart said that in a cool voice.
“…It’s the last gift I have to give Doud Campbell.”
In many ways, yes.
Isn’t that man eager to kill this side twice?
So.
“We have to pack it carefully.”
Recipe.
To help create an interesting situation.
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“…A conference?”
As soon as he saw the Prime Minister’s face, he gave a stupid answer to the words that came to him.
I didn’t feel particularly ashamed. Even Sullivan, who had spoken up, had a face that said he was worried.
“First of all, that is what the other side asked for.”
“…”
“He made a strong request to include you among them.”
Following the Prime Minister, they cross the corridors of the Imperial Palace at terrifying speed and fall into silence.
As soon as they flew straight to the imperial palace via the portal, they kidnapped me and dragged me to the conference room.
“…Seeing how they were being taken away as soon as they arrived at the imperial palace, it seems that His Majesty and the Prime Minister accepted it.”
“This side holds the initiative. There is no reason to refuse.”
I guess so. First of all, in the current situation, it is safe to say that there are no number of cases where the majesty or the prime minister could lose.
That’s why I don’t understand it anymore.
Why would you bet first if you would not be enough even if you avoided it?
Marquis Bogut. Seriously, I don’t know what you’re thinking.
“…”
And, in my experience.
It’s usually one of two things when you do something that everyone doesn’t understand.
[Crazy or other cards.]
‘…But, even with other cards…’
In a situation like this, the only thing you can bring out is a ‘reversal at the last minute’.
Blowing away the opponent’s head, the aftermath will go crazy, but at least it’s a better way than losing now.
Under normal circumstances, it’s a pretty good second-best solution.
Unless the place is the Imperial Palace.
‘Isn’t this the sword castle?’
[…That’s right.]
For any type of violence, there are inhibitors that can grind it down in an instant.
He is a human who can suppress even the vessel of the devil if he is in a fixed place. It’s safe to say that it’s invincible in battles that take place within a certain area.
Perhaps His Majesty and the Prime Minister knew that, so they accepted the offer.
No matter how you think about it, there’s no way the opponent can hit you right now.
“I have arrived.”
While I was continuing my thoughts, such a sentence flew by.
At the words of Sullivan, who stopped in front of the large door, I also stopped.
“…”
And, anyway.
If the situation is unexpected, there is only one solution.
To see it directly.
‘Obviously…’
Even if the ‘war’ is omitted entirely, the boss battle is definitely still there.
So, logically.
Chapter 5, The Great War of the Empire.
Skip branch rush.
And the event leading to the final ‘boss battle’ is right here.
“Are you ready, Daud?”
“…”
Take a deep breath.
Get ready and go to bed.
I can’t avoid it anyway.
“…Let’s go.”
Okay.
Let’s try.
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“…What are you thinking, Marquis Bogut?”
Victoria said that in a subdued voice.
At the end of the line of sight, there was a passageway where Dowd disappeared, whom Sullivan had just dragged into.
While Daoud was summoned to the inside of the imperial palace, the other demon vessels, including them, were waiting outside like this.
“Although we only met between the employee and the client, he wasn’t a particularly stupid looking person.”
Actually, it was more of a self-talk, not something I said in hopes of an in-depth discussion or an answer that felt like a deep intelligence.
“Did you talk to me…?”
“…”
Still, isn’t this a bit harsh?
Victoria’s eyes narrowed at the sound of a voice that lacked the slightest hint of intelligence and logic.
In the meantime, the voice continued.
“B, Victoria. First, you talked to me first-“
“…Calm down, Seras.”
Victoria answered the words as she touched her throbbing forehead.
“…It’s impossible not to talk forever, isn’t it?”
It was blunt, but it was clearly a sentence that contained the will to have a conversation.
Well.
Anyway, given that we were molested together by that goddamn pervert, we can develop a sense of fellowship to some extent. I still have to go through the process of asking about the ‘past’.
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So, as soon as he heard the sentence that clearly revealed that he had a change of heart, Seras’ expression suddenly brightened.
“Stop misunderstanding. It’s not like I’m expressing my intention to be friends with you.”
“Yes! Thank you!”
“My purpose to kill you is still valid-“
“Yes! I will try my best to die!”
“…”
She turned her head upwards as Victoria sighed instead of saying anything more.
She didn’t want to run into Seras, who flashed her eyes uncomfortably.
And.
It was thanks to that that I first discovered ‘that’.
“… Huh?”
Of course, of course, there are various entrances and exits inside the imperial palace.
And where Victoria looked up, there was a door leading to the passage where Daud had just disappeared.
Something is being escorted along there. An iron box that everyone is carrying with a tense expression. It is wrapped in all sorts of magic-treated seals and chains.
It’s a foreign landscape to see from the imperial palace, so I was staring at it blindly.
Something moves through the cracks on the outside of the box.
And it was caught at the edge of the field of vision.
A ‘something’ wrapped in bandages all over the body and wearing a hood.
“…”
As soon as I glanced over there.
The hairs all over her body stand up.
“…!”
When Victoria sighed and stood up from her seat, all eyes were focused on Seras and the rest of the staff sitting next to her.
However, Victoria had no time to care about that.
“…You have to go in.”
Instead, he just said that in a trembling voice.
“Get out of the way immediately! I am going to where the man is!”
“But, except for the parties involved, everyone was ordered to wait in front of-“
“You can just ignore that much!”
“…”
It is a ‘recommendation matter’ that came directly from the parties participating in the talks. Ignoring it cleanly means ignoring the authority of the emperor and chancellor at the same time.
Are you insane?
Such glances flew from all sides, but Victoria gritted her teeth and continued.
“…That’s it, I can do something later, but…”
She gritted her teeth and pointed to the aisle the iron box had just passed through.
“Better than sending that straight to Mr. Dowd!”
Obviously, it was a sentence full of sincerity.
In the meeting room, of course, there is also the swordsman.
Perhaps the complacent attitude of the people around you is also attributable to that fact.
But her intuition was screaming.
‘If I let that in…!’
In any situation.
No matter what that man can do. Whatever ability he may have.
Daud dies.
Inevitably.
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Pretty arrogant of them to think that there is nobody stronger than sword Saint.