Chapter 78 – She Is Watching and She Is Listening.

Although Eclair was alone, the time it took to destroy the five branches was shorter than a meal eaten in a hurry.

Pick-!

With each swing of her sword, her floor she became cramped with piling up corpses, and dark red blood spread all the way to the walls.

They are people who have fallen to hell.

It was no different from the feeling of cutting a black magician or his familiar.

‘Endless lust for women and binge eating are natural habits. I forgot how to hold the sword a long time ago, and my mind collapsed…’

They were not preparing to destroy the imperial family again in Limno, with the spirit of revolution and rebellion unfading with time.

The pathetic people who stopped walking forward and just fell.

Isn’t their leader Cutler Duer, who was called the rival of the 4th knight, Floyd?

However, it was a pathetic and disappointing ability to have such a strong person as the head of the former knights who belonged to the Cutlass.

‘He doesn’t even hesitate to condemn…’

A distinctive feature of Limno is that the group called Cutlass contains only humans without heterogeneity.

Other than those characteristics, what I would like to present is the viciousness of the members, which is hard to believe because they are former knights.

5 in total.

Éclair frowned whenever Cutlass personnel invaded the branch where they lived.

Play with drugged prostitutes like toys. Those who enjoy sadistic behavior by locking the crying aliens in cages to find their families and send them home.

All of them are undeniably from the knights of the Empire. Those who once sang honor and were respected by the people of the empire.

Did Limno, a city of entertainment, corrupt the honorable and make the mind diseased?

Absolutely not.
These are people like this from the beginning, and this is their bare face.

Since this kind of case is common when executing orders from the imperial family, the fact that a knight is honorable was a word that even the knight himself could not easily admit.

The dirty look was boring in the past battlefield, and at one time I felt disillusioned.

Even though he pledged to become the one-handed sword that would protect the empire at the cost of his life. Most of them easily turn their backs on fear and become endlessly servile when their lives are at stake.

“…”

-Kitty~ Do you want some more chocolate?

‘Ha-out of the blue…’

Before being tinged with the gloomy sense that comes with every execution, your mind is pat! Heard.

He was such an unpredictable man that he would stick his face his in his imagination his.

Match! Match!

He hit the ball with both hands to awaken his encroaching spirit.

Entering the last room in the basement and killing three people with a single sword, Eclair took out a document from his pocket and drew a line.

‘…The number is small.’

Even though they wiped out all five branches, the number of people was less than Eclair expected.

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Just in case, I rushed to the two branches that Roman was supposed to be in charge of.

“Captain. We’ll finish it.”

After crossing the information with the personnel, there were no remnants left in Cutlass.

The Empire’s informants, who had waited for today with bated breath in Limno, were starting to clean up to erase the traces of Cutlass.

Just a simple matter.

The number of people in the Shelter Agency and Warehouse that Roman was in charge of on his way was the same as the 5 branches he was in charge of.

[ Business closed ]

It must have taken time to clean up the warehouse, which was wider than expected… Considering the amount of time I had even returned the nameplate, it might not be too late to go to Cutler Duer’s mansion.

Fault. Fault.

Stepping on her lamppost with her feathery movements and leaping up to her roof, she double checked her map and closed her pockets.

‘It’s right in front of my nose.’

A few years ago, Cutler Dewar moved to a corner of Limno, far from the commercial district, through a broker, saying he was looking for a quiet place.

They bought all the houses around them. It is said that an old mansion that lost its owner has been improved.

I broke through the large garden where I could feel the gardener’s hand, and entered the open mansion where the doorknob was broken.

Éclair’s eyes saw a room with lights on.

Quaang!!

Hearing the sound of something breaking inside, Eclair reduced his presence to the limit and permeated.

I hear the voices of two men.

‘…This is an ideal approach.’

The two of them might have already noticed that they were here.

Inside, I could see Roman holding a dangling chain.

The other side there.

Cutler Dewar, who pulled out his sword his, was different from when he just faced him from afar.

Even though her appearance her was senile, her mana concentration and momentum her were not lacking compared to the current Floyd family.

“…”

What if Roman is defeated before you can see the angle of the passing technique? Then, based on the information he extracted, he himself condemns Cutler Duer.

That’s my role as the sword of the imperial family, and that’s Roman’s job as his as an adventurer risking his life.

-Don’t get hurt.

‘He himself said so…’

A few days not a week. I got to know and understand him better.

He doesn’t look like any man he’s ever known. He was a man who was indifferent to himself but surprisingly sensitive to others.

Even that would be nothing more than a small piece of information to say that he knew Roman, but does the relationship as a friend make him have such a biased mind?

I hope it gets resolved without me doing anything. I don’t want my body to be comfortable.

The ‘knights and adventurers’ we make up are bodies that live with wounds like breathing and leave death as an uninvited guest outside the door.

The uninvited guest may be today or tomorrow.

I thought I accepted that for granted from the time I took up the sword.

For the first time, you lose your cool and become hopeful.

The one and only best friend coming back victorious and unscathed and calling himself by a pseudonym that wasn’t even funny.

*****

Charleureu

A dagger on a chain.

It is a weapon that was suddenly born from empty hands.

The veteran, who lives by experience rather than blood, does not show it through his expression even when he encounters an incomprehensible situation.

“Young man has an interesting number.”

Hold the dagger in your left hand and wrap the chain around your right hand.

“Where—- let’s do some tricks for the happy old man.”

Booung!

A chain whipped around like a whip.

You have to be careful of that ignorant muscle strength you felt even in throwing.

Cutler did n’t stop following his intuition his and spurred his seat to evade.

Kwagwagwa-!

The walls, which were constructed by driving steel pillars inside, were torn off as they were.

Somehow, it reminded me of the tail of a giant monster rather than a snake, so I was chilled.

‘How did you get that kind of power…?’

It wasn’t a speed that couldn’t be tracked by the eye, and it wasn’t that the entire chain was wrapped in an aura.

What if that was just pure strength? What on earth was the creator goddess thinking when she created such a person?

“Tsk-“

Think endlessly, but never stop moving.

The timing of turning is a weakness of the whip and the like. It was intended to break the chains that were holding the sword in motion to find its owner.

Chaeeng!

‘Can’t sleep?’

Even with pure auras loaded, the seams could not be completely cut.

In this case… You have to hit the same part twice without error or use a real aura.

It is better to avoid it than to show the hand you keep first.

“Hmm- it’s not an ordinary chain.”

“Kick… Isn’t it because you’re old and lacking in energy?”

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Is your heart beating wildly and you are short of breath? Straighten your back and hide your sweet breath so as not to be noticed by the enemy.

Even if you allow an unexpected blow, pretend that there is no problem and gnaw away at the opponent’s spirit.

Only then will you survive.

The purpose of the endless checks unfolding in the hands of the two was to torment and stimulate the spirit and to make the opponent take the first move.

Piss-!

Seeing the blood run down his wrist, Cutler admitted his mistake his.

The long-swung weapon has to dig inside to get an answer. That’s the essence of Pafe.

The moment he retrieved the thrown chain, he jumped in and aimed for his arms. He stabbed the dagger as if he had been waiting.

With an obvious sneer.

‘The dagger is longer. He is a versatile young man.’

It was a crazy dagger technique that exceeded expectations.

The dagger held in the left hand was not intended to contain or prevent the approach of avoiding chains.

A bait that makes the opponent voluntarily jump into the mouth.

I feel worn out and worn out by this practice. Absolutely… Even if he was beaten to death, he was not a knight.

“Now you know.”

“Yes?”

“You… Only adventure furniture. That’s platinum.”

It’s too late to think about it because I’m getting older.

Up until this point, there was only one overlapping character among the rumors about the empire.

Even the saga that I managed to find out about what I was pretending to be with the bards was only bad reviews.

This man was definitely him.

“If you understand. Dedicate your life for my self-interest!”

Booooong-!

Chains attack, obeying overwhelming muscle strength.

It was Cutler who admitted to being pushed back and took out a hidden tile first.

I love you!!

There was a metallic sound, and Cutler’s twin swords glowed green.

The chains that had been swimming in the air were cut helplessly and rolled on the floor.

“Yeah – you have an aura unlike an old man.”

“Heh heh!! This is true. Does living as an old person give you this kind of pleasure… It’s been about 5 years?

Cutler’s laughter did not match the venomous face of his. He was like an innocent child chasing a pleasant dream.

“That doesn’t change anything.”

Tup.

The dagger he was holding in his left hand his moved to his right his.

“Adventurer friend. Don’t hide it and show it to me too? If you care too much about your hand, that too will hasten death.”

“Certainly – it’s a loss if you save it and don’t use it when you need it.”

“Yes. Maybe it’s because you’re young, so you understand quickly. Aren’t you an adventurer who hates losses and deficits more than death?”

“Inspiration. Don’t act like you know me. I don’t hate deficits that much.”

An answer that doesn’t look like ‘Platinum’, the apex of a profit-seeking group. Cutler saw him and laughed.

“So, did the empire come all the way here?”

“It’s use… It should be seen as using each other. Even if ‘that woman’, not me, takes the lead, you will die unconditionally.”

Even her cutler recognizes her, who blocks her retreat from outside and is watching this place.

Even if it wasn’t for me, Cutler would be killed by Eclair. That’s straight up

“Heh heh… If you’re confident, you can grow a great knight with that experience. Don’t you know why the empire, which is sensitive to visible gains and losses, didn’t send Eclair Dritna alone? .”

The reason why the Empire hired Platinum, which cannot be priced.
Cutler judged that the 5 knights were lacking.

No matter how he tried to shake me, he was an old man who lacked the way he spoke.

I, being used, understand the empire.
From the Empire’s point of view, there was no need to throw irrational numbers with expensive power.

“It’s stupid… They say lotuses grow in dirty muddy water. They don’t bother looking for muddy water to grow lotuses.”

Demon-like hand movements.
The dagger was already in his left hand his, and a sword was held in his right hand his.

Pajik-! Paji weave-

Faced with the dark red aura, Cutler’s mouth trembled with anticipation.