--Inside the castle. Futa's private quarters.

...... Two drops now, huh?

　It's a good idea to have a good idea of what you're looking for.

　I feel like her condition is getting worse.
　A few days after that.
　His breathing has been getting worse.

　As I recall, the pasta show is in less than three days.
　Ayame was really looking forward to the YuYake Festival.

　However, under the current circumstances, it would be difficult for Futa to visit the event.

I don't know what to do.

　I heard that the situation in the capital is getting worse day by day.
　Looking out the window, it's a beautiful day as usual.
　But for some reason, my mood remained unchanged.

　If only there was something I could do...
　Of course, he wanted to help Lilac, and he was worried about Korona and Pasta.

　In addition to the people who were really important to him, there were many other faces that came to mind.

　It could be Richter, Prim.
　Ruri, Wind, Mion...
　They were Leafy, Izuna, and Motisuke. Mirabelle and the people at the taverna. The people who gather at Spectacula.

　Hura and Viciedo. The king's face came to mind.

"Oh, I see.

　The desire to somehow solve the stinky incidents happening in the capital.

I guess I like King's Landing. ......

　I'm not sure what to make of it.












　--Hammot Mansion.


I've been taking advantage of it. I am.

　In his thick, lax fingers are several rings filled with large jewels.
　The handkerchief he uses to wipe off his sweat shows that he is using the best of the best.

　You'll be able to see that they've sipped the sweet juice," Graciel narrowed his eyes.

We don't even know how much money we owe to ....... We don't even keep a ledger, even though we say we'll pay it back someday. ...... Yesterday and tomorrow, the party is already booked.

　I'm not going to make eye contact with Gracial, but I'm going to keep my head down and pout.
　It's a good idea to keep your eyes on the road and not on the road.

　This is what I mean when I say I'm too scared to even look at him.

　His slurred speech barely reached Graciel's ears.

　There were several reasons why Gracial didn't blame him for this.

　One was to buy time. The time he spends talking will naturally give him time to continue his search.

I don't know anything about running a ...... business, and I usually leave the work to my subordinates. ...... My businesses are always failures. I thought it would work. I can see my subordinates calling me a pig behind my back.

　Two, I wanted to hear some repentance from the fools who were pulling Richter's leg. It was disconcerting to think that the man was always putting his nerves on the line to protect these people.
　It would have been better if he had just used them and then thrown them away, like he had done to me, but to the end, that man was naive.

　That's why Her Highness took advantage of him. You knew that.

So, I'm very pleased that Graciela has offered to take advantage of me. ...... I think ......

　Three. The third was the ring on his finger that the ham hock had been playing with. Amongst all the ornate and glittering things, there is one very poor, thin iron ring that he keeps playing with.

"I've been scorned as a pig and hated in social circles my whole life. If I were to betray the only person who ever saw me as a person, I would ...... truly cease to be a person!

　As Hammot stood up, the two men who had been waiting behind Graciel stood ready. Seeing them with their hands on the swords at their hips, Hammut shouted, almost in tears.

'Kill me if you want!　I've had a good life!!!

　Hammut puffed up his chest, desperately trying to keep up his pretense.

　That's when...
　The door at the back of the cafeteria opened with a bang.
　Running towards him was a girl in a very pretty dress. Is she your daughter?　Gracial tilts his head, but a quick look at her neck tells him that she is.
　It's probably one of the slaves that this pig bought.

　...... I don't know why she's standing there, protecting him.

"......!
"Oh, hey, don't come out--

　It's a great way to make sure you're getting the most out of your time with your family. He crossed his legs, rested his cheek on the armrest and said.

I don't think you're worth killing.
"What?

　Hammot, who had thought that he would be killed if he didn't obey, could only make a foolish face at his words.
　The girl seems to be surprised, but Gracial has no words to say to a slave.

You can use the kid as a target for your darts if you want.
"Well, that's--
There's no reason to mess with him.

　At the same time as I let out my breath. There's a knock at the front door.


　At the signal "found", Gracial stood up boringly.
　I've done my job.

　The rest, well.
　If you have people to protect... There's only one piece of advice I can give you as a nobleman.

Take a family outing now. I don't recommend you stay indoors.
What?

　If you know what's going on, you'll know what I mean.
　Either you go with Richter or you go with Gracials.
　And what's going on with the people attached to Richter now?

　After watching Gracial and his attendants leave the cafeteria.
　Boneless rolled the slaves that he had hidden in the back of the house out of the house and ran out the back door, gathering up his precious money, delicious dried meat, and other such things.

　On the other hand, Gracial came out of the entrance of the mansion with ease.
　He was about to get into the carriage when he suddenly noticed something.

　A woman jumped out of the carriage that stopped in front of him.

　Gracial's eyes narrowed at the woman who looked familiar.

"......, my friend Richter.
"Sir Gringott, ......!　What brings you to this pig's house?
Oh, oh. Oh, yeah?　You heard I was coming here, and you came running. It's a good thing you have a good nose, Inukoro.
"...... You're really back to square one, aren't you? Do you really think it's okay if what you're doing gets exposed?
"Revealed"?　What are you talking about?　I didn't do anything.

　Graciel lowered his foot on the ramp to get into the carriage and faced the woman in front of him.

　Her name is Mion.
　Gracial knew her well, and she was one of Richter's best subordinates.
　When he was working with Richter, he used to take care of her from time to time.

　But I'm done with that.

　As she stared at him, Gracial looked up at the sky.

It's a beautiful day. The sun is shining and the breeze is cool and pleasant. Isn't that right, Mion?
"......

　The woman's eyebrows furrowed at the nobleman's scathing speech.

　He brushes back his blue hair and tells her.

On days like this, the air is dry and the fire turns easily.

　--That was the moment.

　A tremendous explosion and a gust of wind.
　The carriage nearly overturns in the gusting wind. It's a good idea to have a good idea of what you're looking for.

I'm not sure what to say.　You're a pig!
I'm worried about this. ...... I know you said you were going out right after you talked to me.
You said you were going out right after you talked to me.

　The roaring fire of the Hammot Mansion.
　You can hear the screams of the people living in the surrounding area.
　I think the onlookers will be gathering soon. Sensing the presence of the people, Gracial once again makes his way to the carriage ramp.

"A band of heroes who only target nobles, huh? I'm going to run away in case I'm targeted too.
Wait, Gringott!
"Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa.

　The eyes that look at Mion as if to say, "Are you kidding?
　It's not a superficial irritation, as if he's mocking the rudeness of the commoners.

　This is why Mion stopped his body halfway, as if he was involuntarily blocked from moving.

　The situation is clear to see.
　There was a terrorist attack on a nobleman right in front of us. Trying to keep him on the scene is a painless gut-wrenching experience.

　Gracial knows.

"You were once a guerrilla killing noblemen, and now here you are?
"......!

　Not many people know about her life.
　But there are those who know, just like the Gracials in front of me.

　I'm not sure what to make of this, but I think it's a good idea.

　Mion stands still.
　As if disinterested, Gracial climbed into the carriage, and then said, as if remembering. 　

　In front of the burning flames, he said lazily.

"Ah. You'd better hurry back. On a day like today, there's more than one target.

　I didn't say you should run.

　I told him to go home.

　I could see why.
　But Mion casually returned the threat.

"How could you be so stupid? What kind of fool knows who the terrorists are going to target in the end and doesn't take precautions?



　Of course. It's foolish to be unprepared for terrorists who've been active for so long.
　Under Mion's command, we have prepared our soldiers in full readiness.
　If there is nothing wrong with that," Gracial muttered to Mion, who kept a blank expression on her face, out of his line of sight as if she was not interested.

I'm not sure if I'm going to be able to do that.
I'm not sure.

　"No way!
　You can find a number of people in this capital that Gracials would consider to be capable of defeating the guards of the Klingbloom mansion, even if he hears of them.

　Of those, there was probably only one that he could hold onto.

　But it's very easy to lure one of them into your arms... Mion gritted her teeth and jumped on the carriage again.

　He had been asked by Richter to come and stop him when he heard that Hammot was being targeted.
　And now, not only is this happening...

"Please be safe, Herr Richter.


　Two days until the Spectacular resumes.
　Management has no intention of pulling the plug.

　--Finally, the terrorist organization is getting out of hand.













　--Klingbloom residence.

　Aylan B. Smiles was bored.

"A bouncer in case of emergency.

　That's how he came to join the band of heroes.
　That's good.

　Of course, before he left the Colosseum and came to King's Landing, he had been making a living by joining similar warlords.
　I don't care what they think or what their goals are, I just want to destroy the enemy when I have to.
　It's very simple and straightforward, and it's a test of your strength.

　But what this organization was doing was very boring.

　Surprise, surprise. I'm not denying that.
　It's worse to lose like that. I know.
　I just don't like this organization's method of relying on magic called gunpowder to safely hunt down those they've uncovered.

　I'm annoyed that I didn't prepare it myself.
　Even if I use something that I got from some nobleman, will it really bring down those who are in high places?

　Cross your arms and sigh.
　Lilac M. Fangini. Izna Sienzan. Richter L. Klingbloom. And-- Futa Pomodoro.

　She's just along for the ride because she's been told she can get in with the best of them.
　The time they spent trying to make a statement, doing ideological work, was just standing around getting tired.

　In front of her, there were several corpses of what looked like patrolmen who had been guarding the mansion.
　I didn't let them scream, but I had no choice but to kill them because I had been told to do so.

"Cancel the show!
"Restore the king's power!
"It's a tool to justify the tyranny of the commercial and industrial factions!

　"It's a tool for the tyranny of the industrialists!

　Wouldn't it be interesting if they suddenly betrayed us?

　That's when the evil began.

　In the first place, Arawn is a woman who lives to tear down those who think that they have the overwhelming advantage and that they are right, trample on their strength, and prove her own strength.

　Neglecting to protect your back and piercing the back of those who think that they are taking you by surprise - it's not so bad the more you think about it.

　The man who had made the offer was not here, and, well, let's just say he met with resistance.
　If he wants to cut himself off because he was exposed, so be it. The man was a good warrior, and we can be satisfied with him for now.

You're doing fine. They think they can get away with anything if they shout "justice" loud enough. It's ridiculous.
What?
You're out of the chain of command.
Shut up and follow me!

　With a little provocation, a righteous man is easy.
　He came towards her with the magic stone in his hand, looking annoyed.

　I don't understand how you can look at me with such a scary face and think that I'm on your side. I don't understand.

"You think the bouncer only has to work when the enemy attacks?　Why don't you understand our philosophy?
How do I get this to burn?　How do I burn this? ...... Like this.

　I pulled the stone out of his hand and stuffed it in my mouth.
　The only way to detonate it is to imitate what I saw, close your eyes and lightly snap your fingers.

　At the sound of the explosion, she quickly opened her umbrella and smiled.

It's so easy to do, isn't it?
Oh, you ......!
I'm just following what I've heard about prepping for a fight. I'm not sure how boring fighting itself is. ...... I'm bored out of my mind. I'm bored out of my ...... mind. If they're strong, and you're strong, I want to eat them both.
Monsters. ......!

　He licked his lips with his tongue and clenched his fists as the two pounced on him.
　Enough to kill. I wonder if they were friends.
　Aylin knows very well that people with ideas tend to be very familiar with people with the same ideas as their comrades.

　Then the three of them would get along... At that moment, Arawn sensed something.

　He immediately grabbed one of them by the neck and used him as a shield to protect his own back.



"I see. I see. It's a good thing I'm not the only one who's taken by surprise, but I'm also on the receiving end.

　He let out a single breath and threw the skewered man away like a piece of trash.

　He looked at the woman who was probably his subordinate.

But I'm strong. But I'm strong, and I'm ready to live no matter when or from whom I'm attacked. Hey--Mion.
I see. You're in my way. If you don't move, I'll kill you.
"I see. ......

　Aylin looked up to see the Klingbloom mansion roaring and burning.
　It's a good idea to have a good idea of what you're looking for.

　I'm not sure what to make of that.

"Mm-hmm.

　I burst out laughing.
　Come to think of it, I've never fought her before.
　I knew she could do it, but I didn't think...

You have an interesting weapon.
I'm not going to play games with you.
"I see.

　Aylin smiled, amused.

"Don't ignore me!　Why is my bouncer--

　Mion had forgotten. I'm sure you'll be pleased to know that Aylan is currently in the middle of a fight with these guys for some reason.

　The one who was used as a shield seems to be already dead...

"Geez!
I'm not a soldier of yours, so please don't think that I am.

　I was about to punch him in the neck, but he knocked me down to the ground with a powerful hand knife. I'm not going to be the only one who's been there. 　

You can't hear me now.
I don't think so. Well.

　The two of them face each other in front of the burning Klingbloom mansion.

"Shall we play?　Until it sinks and bubbles away.

　Aylin smiles, and Mion sighs as he puts his hand to his forehead.

I told you to get out of the way. Get out of my way.
I refuse.
I don't want to." "Well, ......, all right.

　Aylin's lips lifted in a gush of blood.

I'm not sure what to say, but I'm going to say it.

　It's a good idea to take a look at the actual information on the web.
　The eyes are pure color of "elimination". Aylin shivers with delight as Mion flashes her teeth aggressively.

I'm not sure what to say.
I'm not sure what to say.

　The mermaid princess and the commander clash!