"...... tch. The queen is not here.

　The assassin, Lasse, peered out the window and searched the room.
　The room where the queen always stays has been meticulously inspected.
　She has the structure of the room completely in her mind, but she still can't find the queen.

　Unless there is some kind of hidden door, there should be no place to hide in this room.

I mean, who is that guy ......?　I'm pretty sure he wasn't one of the ones we checked.

　What Lasse was more curious about than the queen's whereabouts was the mysterious man who was making himself at home in the room.
　He couldn't possibly be a squire of this castle.

　He didn't carry any weapons for a bodyguard, so there was no need to consider that possibility.

(What should I do ...... if I don't want to mess with him yet?　I can certainly kill him now.)

　The conflict that arises in Lasse's mind.
　If she's that careless, she can shoot as many poisons as she wants with her blowgun.
　Since the blowguns are soundless and painless, the man should die without even noticing that he was attacked.

　Because of the irregularity of the queen's absence, Lasse was given the choice of changing the day or not.
　If you're going to kill the queen today, you might as well kill the man while you're at it.

　There are plenty of ways in Lasse's mind to kill the queen who approaches the man out of concern.

(The deadline for the request was the day after tomorrow. ...... There's no guarantee that I'll be able to sneak in successfully again--I'll have to decide here.)

　The more irregular the situation is, the more calmly Lasse decides to go ahead with it, using his good judgment.
　I'm not sure if I'm going to be able to do it.

　Even if he accomplished the great task of assassinating the queen, his reward would be cut in half if he missed the deadline.
　On top of that, the longer it takes, the more difficult the assassination becomes.

　Lasse held a well-worn blowgun in his hand.

"Good.

　Lasse's foot slips into the dent and he successfully holds himself in place.
　He opens the window noiselessly and takes a deep breath.
　By the time I put my mouth on the blowgun, I was done aiming.

　He shoots the poisoned bullet into the neck of the man who has his back to Lasse.

"--Hit. Here comes the problem.

　The man didn't even have time to notice the discomfort.
　The man didn't have time to notice anything wrong and collapsed from his chair.

　The whole thing was a rehearsal before killing the real queen, and it gave Lasse confidence.
　Now all he had to do was repeat it to the queen.

　The blowgun was aimed at the heavy door, ready for the queen to enter the room at any moment.
　From now on, Lasse will have to fight against the chill of the night wind.

What?　Were you asleep ......?

(--?)

　The man woke up as if nothing had happened, and Lasse reflexively closed the window.

(Why are you still alive ......?　Did you miss it?　No, the poison was definitely injected. Is the poison not working?　No, then you wouldn't have collapsed. ......)

It's funny. Is it because I didn't get any rest at all on vacation after all......?　When you think about it, how is Rose's body holding up? ......

(--cough!)

　The man who started wandering around the room for some reason.
　I'm not sure if this is a good idea or not, but it's a good idea.
　We'll have to figure out what's going on later.
　For now, she just has to run.

　Fortunately, the man doesn't seem to know he's been attacked.
　In that case, we still have a chance.

　Grasping her blowgun tightly, Lasse disappeared into the darkness.