"He's a really disgusting guy...

　Ryouma kicked the corpse of Guyess lying at his feet.
　The relentless kick blew the corpse of Gaies nearly three meters away.

　The anger that hadn't been shown on display when Gaies was alive was clearly visible on Ryoma's face. It was in the form of a demon.

　Anger clouds one's judgment. Losing one's composure in the middle of a battle is like asking the enemy to kill you. But when you're a human being, it's impossible not to feel anger. Especially for an opponent like this one.
　So, Ryoma kept it deep in his heart and pushed it to the back of his mind. This is the time to stop them from breathing.

　It's a good thing that you're not the only one who has been summoning otherworldly people since long before Ryoma was summoned.
　The results are beyond imagination....
　How many people were summoned to this world and died in despair?
　They had dreams and hopes, too.
　When he thought of that, deep sorrow and anger towards the old man welled up in Ryoma's heart.
　He had no mercy on his enemies, but he was still human. He could understand people's pain and suffering.....normal.


　Gun Gun.

What... what?

　Suddenly, the iron door of this room was banged from the outside.

'Can I help you?　Guyess?

　The door was slammed hard again.
　Through the door, a panicked man's cry could be heard.

I have just received word from the guards that they heard a loud noise coming from inside the room, and I have come here. I know you are in the middle of the summoning ceremony, but please do not hesitate to show your face!

Chi....

　Ryoma clicked his tongue loudly at the words that came from behind the door.
　Apparently, in front of the door, soldiers like the ones he had killed earlier had rushed in after noticing something strange inside.

　What plan can be struck in this situation?
　Desperately, Ryoma thinks.
　Something. Isn't there some way?
　But no matter how much I think about it, I don't have an answer.
　There are no windows in this room. The only doorway. Soldiers are gathering on the other side of the door, and there is no way to escape.
　But I can't just sit here and do nothing.
　Ryoma is responsible for the deaths of Guyes and four soldiers.
　There's no room for negotiation.
　No, even if there was room for negotiation, Ryoma would not choose it.
　Your dignity as a human being will not allow you to do so.
　I will not bow down to these people.

　As he turned the prone corpse on its back to remove the sword from the soldier's corpse in order to secure the weapon, a plan flashed in his mind!
　It was a pretty poor bet.
　After a few seconds of thought, Ryoma came to a conclusion.

''Let's make a bet...''

　sound of pounding noise

　The door is rammed hard again.
　Although the door is made of iron and bolted with an iron bolt, if you are serious about prying it open, you will probably break it down in a few minutes.
　I'm sure you'll find that there are people in this world who can produce lightning bolts from their hands just like the old man.
　He didn't have much time left.

　Ryoma started by exploring the bosom of the five corpses.
　After all, this is a different world. If he escaped from this castle without any money, the only way to end up is to rob or steal.
　Even if you choose to work, there is no way to know if there is a job for a high school student in this different world.
　At times like this, the protagonist of a light novel will have a kind collaborator who will take care of food, clothing and shelter, but he was not foolish enough to expect such luck.
　In the meantime, he searched through the bosom of the corpse for five leather bags containing gold, silver and copper coins. This gold is Ryojin's hope.
　If you are not able to find a job before this money disappears, you will not be able to live without robbing someone.
　I have no idea what the value of the money is, so I'm not sure how much money I'll have to live on, but at this stage there's nothing I can do about it.

　Gun Gun Gun.

'Lord Jesus!　Lord Jesus!

　The door was knocked on again. Gradually the sound of banging on the door and calling out to them grew louder and louder.
　Even the people outside seemed to be convinced that something strange had happened.
　There was no time left for Liang Jing to hesitate.

　He took off the school uniform he was wearing, unbuckled his leather belt and fastened it around his chest.
　It was a comical outfit from the side, but he couldn't help it.
　The bag of coins is tied tightly to the belt, which is tightly fastened.
　Next, Ryoma stripped the armor and clothing from the corpse of a corpse that was similar in stature. He puts his school uniform on the corpse and burns the corpse's face with a torch.
　Of course, so that the face would not be recognizable. Then I put on the clothing and armor that I have removed.

Huh. I see you've managed to put it on.

　A word of relief escaped from Ryoma's mouth.
　After all, I've never worn armor before, so it took me a long time to make it, but I was able to make it work.
　It seems to be a good thing that this armor is not a single piece of armor, but a form of armor where each part is fixed to the body one by one.

　Gun Gun Gun.

　As he struggled to put on his armor, the scene outside the door disappeared from Ryoma's mind, but it looks like he's about to make a forced entry into this room.
　Ryoma walked up to the corpse of the soldier and slashed its neck carotid artery, letting blood flow out to the floor. And then, he lay down in the pool of blood and waited.
　I waited for the door to be broken open.

It's a pretty lousy gamble, but better than forced entry...
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　Just as Ryoma was lying on the floor, there was a crowd of soldiers in front of the door.
A large number of soldiers were regrouping in front of the door.

''Commander of the Kingsguard Rolf. I'm sorry to inform you that Deputy Court Martial Arts Master Celia Walkland is here now!

Following the soldier's report, the red-haired woman appears.

'What do you mean!　Where's your grandfather?

　The first thing she did was to question the man called Rolf in a stern tone.
　He has a well-groomed face, but the intensity of his eyes makes people afraid of him. He's competent, but he's not the type to be liked.

I'm sure you'll be able to find out more. Celia-dono.

　Rolf's ship's eye glows.

I'm not going to settle down!

　He must have moved so quickly.
　His proud red hair, usually partly seamlessly trimmed, was greatly disheveled, and his lush, flabby breasts bounced loudly.

'Calm down!'

　This time, Rolf's angry voice resounds.
　This man who has experienced many battles as a knight of the Kingsguard is a fierce warrior who was once called the 【Emperor's Shield】 because he stood in front of the emperor to block the arrows that flew in the battlefield.
　His words, having survived the bloody battlefield decades before Celia was born, dispels the turmoil in the heart of the young second-in-command court jury, who was blessed with the right qualities.
　Overwhelmed by Rolf's angry voice, Celia finally calms down and takes a deep breath.

''I'm sorry. Rolf-sama. I have shown you something unseemly.''

　When he said that, Celia bowed her head honestly.
　She must have noticed that she was upset too. She stroked her hair and tried to calm her feelings.

'Nope. I am the one who is rude to you. It's inevitable that your immediate family, Lord Celia, would be upset.

　The gleam in her right eye, the only one she had, softened somewhat.
　It was like a father watching over his daughter with a stern look in his eyes.

"And now, Master Rolf. What's the situation?

　Celia's tone had completely regained her composure.
　There was the face of a genius chanted as the [Queen of the Blizzard] who was both calm and cool-headed.

''There isn't much that we currently know.

I don't mind. Please tell me what you know.

'It was about three hours ago that Master Gayes entered the room with four soldiers to perform the summoning ritual...'

　Celia's expression clouded over at Rolf's words.

''Three hours........It takes two hours to prepare for the summoning ceremony and half an hour to chant. So what is the remaining half hour.......

　A bad feeling spreads through Celia's mind.

'Yes, sir. According to the guards, about half an hour ago they felt a large vibration coming from the room, the report came to me, I contacted Celica-dono, and a man was on his way.

Oh, I see.

'These men are waiting at the door, and after checking the situation, they said they were awaiting instructions as they are not allowed to enter this room or make any noise during the summoning ritual... right?　You guys!

　As he said this, Rolf turned to the two soldiers waiting behind him.

'Well I have no problem with your decisions.

　Celia's gaze turned to the standing soldier and she nodded.

''Ha!''

　A smile of relief appears on the soldiers' faces as they hear Celia's words.
　They take pride in the fact that they have done their best for the duties assigned to them.
　But there are many nobles who don't understand that. At worst, the possibility of being blamed for why they didn't go in, even existed.　
　Since they could understand that it wasn't, it was natural for their expressions to loosen up.

''It's just that I'm sure it's taking too long, so I knocked on the door at my discretion, but...''

　Rolf began to explain the situation again.

'No response?'

Yes, sir.

　Celia gave her opinion as she thought about it.

'The preparation of the summoning ritual and the chanting of the spell will take two to three hours. Your grandfather must have performed this ritual over a hundred times in the past.'

That's right, sir. You have summoned 121 people in the past, with zero accidents or failed summonses.

　Rolf nodded.

'But if we assume that nothing is going wrong, it doesn't explain the vibration that the soldiers say they felt. Because there is no element of vibration in the summoning ritual.

Is it an accident, or is it an accident?

　Rolf's face clouded over when he heard Celia's analysis.
　Just because it hadn't happened before, he wasn't so blurry as to think it wouldn't happen again this time.
　And he knew that a legal art accident could have very serious consequences.
　Worse, enough to tip the country. But Celia dismissed Rolf's concerns with a shake of her head.

''No. Perhaps, but I suspect that they used an attack law technique.

　Rolf's ship's eyes intensified in light at her words.
　The fact that Gayes used attacking techniques means that he fought someone.

I'm not sure if it's an attack technique but if it is, why doesn't Lord Jesus come out of the room?

　This is where Rolf can't dismiss the possibility of an accident.
　There is no one in the whole continent who could survive being fed by the court jury of the Altomere Empire's court jury, Gaius.
　Of course, even though he understood that there are no absolutes in battle, Rolf couldn't imagine that Guyes would be killed by someone.

'Or you can't get out.'

'No way. Someone as good as Gaius...

　Hearing Celia's words, Rolf's face changed color.
　I've been deliberately ignoring that possibility, but Celia's words pierced Rolf.

''I thought the worst was possible...''

　Celia's face was hard and strong. It was the expression of a human being who was aware of the death of his immediate family.

''I'm sorry!''

　Suddenly Rolf hung his head at Celia.

'Nah!　What are you doing? Master Rolf.

　Celia panicked.

''Celia-dono. A certain 《someone》 made an error in judgment, that it was.

　If he had rushed into the room with a sass, he might have been able to save Guyess.
　Such thoughts passed through Rolf's mind. But Celia shook her head.

'No. Rolf-sama. It is the law of the land that no one should be disturbed during the summoning ceremony. If Master Rolf had jumped into the room at his own discretion, that could have caused havoc. I think it was the right thing for Mr. Rolfe to wait for me, whatever the outcome but I don't think there was any chance of an accident. If it were, some effect would already have leaked out.

　In fact, no one is allowed to leave during the invocation ceremony due to the possibility of secondary disasters.
　A summoning has to be done with such care.

''Celia-dono........''

　Rolf saw Celia's shoulders tremble finely.
　He was desperately trying to endure the emotions for his only immediate family member.

'Now that was only the worst case scenario. Anyway, we have to go in and find out!''

"The door is made of steel and bolted from the inside. I'm having my hammer ready for a siege. You'll have to wait a little longer.

　But Celia had no intention of following Rolf's words.

'No, Master Rolf. There is no time. I will break it.

　Rolf panicked.

Yeah. It's...

"Fiery spirit!　Receive thy blessings and do as I ask!

Lady Celia!　No. Everyone back~~~!

　Ignoring the stillness, Rolf's cry echoed as he saw Celia begin chanting.

'Crush my pointing enemy!　Flame bomb!

　Spherical flames swirled around Celia's palms and her arms were thrust out to the steel door.