21. Isn’t the sidewalk quite spacious?

Since as long as I’m with the queen, Kephir’s jealousy will keep spilling over, wouldn’t it be better for this stinky man to “crawl away”?

Sure enough, this time Kephir showed no signs of opposition. Our convoy finally set off from Glamorgan Castle just as the sun was about to set, planning to travel through the night to the next town.

At this moment, inside the vehicle.

The occasional bumps and the noise of people made it impossible for me to find a moment to rest, and I had no way of knowing the situation between Kephir and the queen. For instance, did Kephir’s “little jealousy” still linger? Would the queen offer some comfort or explanation? Had their relationship returned to normal? After all, I was currently avoiding suspicion by sitting alone in the last cargo truck of the convoy, swaying alongside a pile of luggage.

However, thanks to this, I had a rare opportunity to focus on the script.

“Mr. Ogilid, do you have any other needs? We’ll be on the road for a while, and I’m afraid we won’t have time to stop; otherwise, we won’t keep up with the convoy.”

“No problem, just focus on the road.”

After responding to the female patrol team member driving the car, I still couldn’t feel at ease. After all, until now, the script for the queen’s hasty “return home” behavior was still unclear, only telling me that “Louis IV had other plans for Euclid.” Such words, apart from indicating that the queen did not bring us along just to return to the capital of the British Empire, provided no other clues.

But… the script for Kefir was different.

At first, I thought Kefir’s “injury” and “failure to obtain the fairy” were dangerous scenarios happening within Glamorgan Castle. However, even though the convoy had already left Glamorgan Castle and was rushing to the next town, Kefir’s dangerous script still existed.

Combining Kefir’s and the queen’s scripts, it seemed as if the queen was furious because of my previous refusal and chose this moment to “get rid of me.” If something happened to me, it wouldn’t be surprising for Kefir to encounter a dangerous script. Everything seemed to indicate that the moody and scheming queen of the British Empire, Louise, had decided to take action against me. But…

Is that really the case? Because even now, I haven’t received any death…

In the next moment, I cursed my own jinx, because some things appear so abruptly!

“Euclid was attacked and killed by an assassin!”

The death script seemed to mock me: “Didn’t you want to die? I’ll grant your wish!” It appeared the moment I suspected it. At the same time, accompanied by an inexplicable chill in my heart, my instinct drove me to lift the tightly drawn curtain inside the car.

I saw the trees on both sides receding at a steady pace; the car body jolted again with the rough road conditions; a crescent moon hung high in the night sky, its bright light so dazzling that it hurt my eyes. And in the next moment, more scripts appeared, making me realize that I couldn’t continue pretending to be clueless and just stare blankly.

“The carriage has left the convoy!”

I clenched my fists and shouted to the patrol team member driving the truck, “Stop the car.”

There was nothing unusual. Although I didn’t get a response, the truck did come to a halt. However, this “relaxation” lasted only a moment. I quickly realized that nothing unusual was the biggest anomaly. Until I got out of the car, I discovered that under the bright moonlight, I was facing not the capital of the British Empire, but… Glamorgan Castle, which we should have left long ago.

This “patrol team member” was driving in reverse.

With the newly appeared death script, I didn’t need any guesses to understand the current situation.

“You’re driving back. Did you leave something at Glamorgan Castle and need to go back to get it?”

I looked at her silently, watching this “member” lazily get out of the driver’s seat, lift the white cloak representing the British Empire’s patrol team, revealing… long white hair and a pair of long ears different from humans. Her maid outfit was also exposed under the cloak, blown by the night wind, finally confirming her identity.

It was the elf maid who served the queen before!

And that’s not all. The script immediately told me more information that I couldn’t ignore!

“The elf maid hijacked the truck halfway!”

In other words, there was no problem when the convoy left, but midway… maybe from the moment she asked me “if I had any needs,” this elf maid had already dealt with the original patrol team member and replaced them! She deliberately asked me to ensure I wouldn’t cause trouble next!

So her purpose was…

“Pretty much.”

The elf maid’s lazy voice interrupted my thoughts. She spoke in a casual, spiritless tone, as if discussing what to have for dinner, saying something that seemed “simple.”

“Because I need to transport your corpse back to Glamorgan Castle.”

“Euclid was attacked and killed!”

The death script appeared again! Not to mention the maid in front of me was the queen’s maid. It was clear that the moody queen had decided to secretly get rid of me this time! To keep it secret, even the patrol team members were kept in the dark!

“Oh, I forgot to mention, I’m an assassin, here to take care of you. Can you please die?”

This elf maid must know me well, knowing that I’m a weakling. She didn’t even plan to do anything to me, as if she was sure I wouldn’t succeed in escaping.

“Anyway, you’re no match for me. If possible, please close your eyes. I’ll take care of you quickly, so there won’t be blood everywhere. Cleaning that up is too troublesome…”

You’ve come to be an assassin, and yet you still find it troublesome?

I couldn’t help but laugh and cry at the same time: “For doing something like this, at least give me a reason—what’s it for?”

The elven maid furrowed her brows tightly, muttering a few “so troublesome” under her breath before she reluctantly came up with an answer: “Um… it’s pretty much because the Great Yng Empire needs you to die?”

For the Great Yng Empire!? Could it really be…

【Ogilith because…】

There were definitely more reasons for a death script to emerge, but… this maid wouldn’t give me the chance to think wildly!

“In any case, it’s very troublesome, and you, a dead man, don’t need to think.”

In the next moment, a dagger danced in her hand, clearly indicating that this maid was not just a simple “caretaker of the queen’s daily life,” and then…

Her figure flickered into view, “Remember to close your eyes, or your death will look very ugly…”

Who cares about how I look when I’m dead! However, this time, I’m afraid I can’t indulge you, Miss Elf.

The cold glint indeed seemed poised to slice my throat, but…

In the next instant, a bolt of golden lightning coalesced in my hand, transforming in the blink of an eye into a bizarre sword pulsating with thunder, which not only severed the weapon in the elf’s hand but also swung toward her body!

“!”

Naturally, I could also know from the script that 【the elven maid unexpectedly dodged!】 After that, I didn’t stop my movements but instead delivered a horizontal strike that forced the elven maid back!

At this moment, there was no longer a trace of laziness in her eyes! Instead, she stared at the lightning in my hand with surprise.

“It’s just the power of the Lightning Fairy. It seems you were so focused on Kfeir’s Alsace that you forgot she has a new fairy.”

Saying this, I pointed my sword at the elf. Now I had plenty of time to get explanations for the strange script that had been troubling me all day, involving Kfeir, and even the queen.

“Now can you gather your wits and tell me carefully? Who exactly sent you to do this, the queen? Or… someone else?”

“Elf—Ludwig.”

【The elf Ludwig attacked Ogilith!】