“Eiii—”
“Yaaah—”
“Toooh—”
“H-hiii! The hell is this woman!?”
Even though the bandits started off with fifty people, they quickly dropped to half that number. Fireballs rained down onto those that that tried to run.
It was Serge’s magic. In the end, none of the thieves that had aimed at them on the road were left alive.
“Your way of using that sword is awkward.”
You weren’t supposed to just swing the blade with muscle. Such a rare orichalcum greatsword was being swung like a blunt weapon.
“Ria, teach this kid.”
However, something felt out of place.
Carlos noticed it.
The number of bodies killed by Ria was too few.
Towards his voice, Ria turned around. She had an unusual expression on her face.
Resignation, uneasiness.
Her words weren’t convincing.
“In other words, your senses couldn’t keep up with the sudden growth of your body.”
“Yeah, I thought something was off when I was training, but…”
Even if she cut someone, it felt like she was using a bamboo sword.
The law of inertia existed in this world as well.
“Hey Serge, isn’t there a magic that reduces chest size in that grimoire…?”
Serge had no intention to look for it.
Ria’s depression continued.
An important minister in the imperial court was assassinated and a high ranking noble was under suspicion.
In brief, the royal court was in a mess.
“Cordova is probably the culprit.”
“No, it would take extreme preparations to assassinate a minister…”
“Ah~, how about the demon tribe?”
“Would the demon tribe invade Casalia’s royal court to assassinate a minister?”
Lulu, who knew about Anise’s magic defense, also agreed.
“While I don’t know the current state of the royal court’s authority, I think an effective assassination would be impossible.”
“I could figure it out with Lie Detection though.”
Clarifying the truth through magic was impossible.
When Rufus was there, Lie Detection would be used in trials as a last resort.
Even if Ria trusted him, who would believe what an eleven year old kid said?
“Although magic is nearly omnipotent, humans aren’t.”
“Will we return to Anise for now?”
It’s not like Ria hadn’t thought about their options.
If a person like that returned to court, she would probably be a presence. She had been educated by the royal court mage Rufus and would probably get Reyas’ support as well.
“Rather, what if Nee-chan was king?”
With those words, Carlos and Lulu stiffened.
“Yeah, that’s good. Anego’s a perfect fit for being king.
“Come to think of it, Casalia’s founder was a queen huh. Isn’t it fine then?”
“You guys…”
While massaging the creases that appeared on her brow, Ria explained.
Ria was an illegitimate child. Her mother was a commoner.
Then there were Ria’s younger brothers who were born from her father’s official wives. Those mothers were actual aristocrats and had strong support from within the country.
If, if Ria were to become king, she would have to erase all members of the royal family, including her younger brothers.
Again, there were also royalty that married into other countries. Those countries could come for Casalia’s throne.
If it turned into something like the civil war in Istria, it’d become a seriously bad situation.
“It’s like that.”
“Hmmm, but if that’s how it is, the power struggle will continue right?”
“Wouldn’t it be bad if Cordova came to attack?
Casalia’s King Neyas was capable. An excellent, fair, and cool-headed king.
“Nee-chan’s Oyaji-san is… a wise ruler?”
Speaking up to there, Ria realized.
So then, if her father was assassinated, what would happen?
“A masterful assassin could assassinate father… what do you think?”
Carlos and Lulu stiffened a second time.
Though Carlos said that, Ria was uneasy.
“I wouldn’t stop you, though that’s because Ojou can draw close to His Majesty.”
“So then it’s better to not return after all. Let’s bring these areas together to cooperate.”
Though the mansion’s owner was there, he was cleared out. [1]
“Let me in on the conversation! Destroy the kingdom!”
Everyone inside the room petrified. It was that abrupt.
The beautiful girl had flaxen hair. However, the ambition she herself had shouted out indicated she wasn’t an ordinary person.
“No, we’re not going to collapse it.”
Rather, it should be a dark elf with white skin.
Serge knew it, but Maal didn’t.
“Rei… san?”
The Demon General Rei said that with a friendly smile.