Chapter 327 – 32. Grand Banquet (7)
The blood-soaked hair hardened and hit my cheek. The lumps were stained black in various places and caused a throbbing pain every time I took a breath. What was most troubling was that my right shoulder blade and left malleolus were broken at the same time, rendering me unable to use them.
“Still, I think I paid a cheap price for this.”
Olivia put down her dented silver armor and praised herself. Using her war hammer on her shoulder as a cane to support her body, she did not blink even though she suffered a fatal fracture. It’s as if she can’t call herself an inquisitor after making such a fuss about something like this.
“The wound is quite deep, Interrogator.”
“Pain doesn’t matter, just keep the bones attached, so you can move.”
A salute from her nurse, her headcloth tied tightly over her curly blonde hair, stretched out her hands and nodded. With her holy power, which only a faithful nun could handle, she immediately healed Olivia’s swollen affected area, and even the crushed bone fragments were removed.
“Sister Mireille, what are the trends on the streets?”
“Honestly, it’s not a good situation. I don’t know why, but the Lumière Calais Knights are looking for us with their horns all grown. “I don’t even know why the people who are supposed to be guarding the palace are just messing around in the northern part of the country.”
The reason was that the three Gallic siblings concluded a dramatic negotiation. The retired prince’s proposal to compete for the throne, leaving war out of the question, was a brilliant idea that saved a country that was in danger of being divided. The proof was that neither male nor female engaged in a fight that would have gone back and forth several times in a normal power struggle.
For the country, for the people!
There were three people who had no doubt that only I was qualified to ascend to the throne, but that was it. Jacques, Marianne, and Alphonse regarded each other as political enemies worthy of respect. It’s not that they aren’t, because the siblings have clear areas in which they stand out.
“Sister Charlotte, may I ask for your opinion?”
“Anais the Red Mace is a legend in the mercenary world. Even if compared to a continental powerhouse like Baron Ardennes, he will never be defeated. Even with our bare hands, it was an opponent that we couldn’t guarantee we would be able to beat even if we attacked. So secretly retreating like this was the correct answer.”
“But it had to come at the expense of many sisters. At first, I thought we could easily push back due to our numerical superiority. “I knew because I saw my hammer, which I had used with all my might, bounce back like a ball of cotton.”
If you fight head on, you have no chance of winning. I was able to find out after dividing the sum several times during the short but fierce battle. The judgment made by Olivia and the five executives of the Sisters of Battle of Le Verrier was extremely sound and reasonable.
Anais, the heroine of the world, was clearly a strong woman.
I had to give what I could in moderation. It was in the same context that he exposed his weaknesses by risking serious injuries such as fractures. If I can pretend to fall and roll around on the floor and get out of the room while I’m distracted, I’ll be able to plan the next day safely.
‘The problem lies next. If a rumor spread that a prominent military group of the church, like the Battle of Le Verrier Sisters, was defeated without even achieving any results, the repercussions would be indescribable.’
In short, the quarter that will determine the success or failure of this mission begins now. That was the reason why he escaped from the scene of the fierce battle and hid not far away.
“Furthermore, this is just my feeling, but it seems that it is not only Lemoin and the three northern lord families that we need to be wary of. It also bothers me that the assassins who joined the Red Mace mentioned the Baron when they introduced themselves.”
“Sister, do you mean that Romuald Arden is trying to stop us?”
“It would be disqualifying as an interrogator if you didn’t suspect him even after things got to this point. So, first, I need to get my hands on a plan that will allow me to safely return the captured sisters. Let’s kidnap the three lords’ wives and secure their testimony as planned.”
Olivia, tucking her disheveled bob hair behind her ear, pointed to the villa across the street. It was not difficult for her to sneak into the building while hiding under the shadowy fence and with the nuns having almost recovered her health.
“I will contact the abbot and discuss the future. Because at this point, she’s the only person we can trust. “If I do not appear at the rendezvous point after sunset, consider this operation a complete failure and retreat to the monastery in Saint-Buch.”
“Guillote, are you okay on your own?”
“The Lord will take care of us.”
Eventually, she put down all of her expensive silver equipment and put it aside without the slightest sign of regret. She seemed to relax her puffy shoulders with her curvaceous and slender body that was unusual for a nun, and then she prepared to leave with lighter movements.
“Then let’s leave first.”
“Interrogator, may the heavenly gods bless you.”
“Yes, sisters too.”
After her brief greeting, Olivia leapt forward, leaning on her wall. Even with her injured body, she nimbly climbed the wall and crossed the icicle-covered roof.
“We also move straight away.”
“Okay, there’s no time to rest.”
“Sister Ilse, please have Sister Roxanne escort her. As soon as you enter the villa, take down any enemies you see and then secure your objective. In any case, depending on the situation, we will take the hostages and disperse, then meet again at the agreed upon location.”
One by one, the nuns, feeling uplifted by the sacrifice of the inquisitor who had taken themselves as bait, stood up. I managed to aim at the body that had been screaming ever since I was hit by the vicious female protagonist’s fist and looked around. Immediately after, the invasion began, led by Mireille, head of the intelligence department, and Melissa, head of the vanguard department.
“I don’t know why the Knights of Calais are in the frozen ground, but I wouldn’t even think that they would counterattack while taking cover near the scene.”
“But something feels uncomfortable. Why aren’t the things inside the mansion peeking out despite all this commotion?”
“I’ll think about useless things later. The reason the interrogator is heading to the winter mansion, which will have the highest security at this moment, is to imply that in case of emergency, we should at least achieve our goal and then escape to Saint-Buch.”
“Sister Charlotte is right. “This is not just a matter of the honor of the Sisters of Battle of Le Verrier, but also of the prestige of the Celestial Church.”
The villa surrounded by high walls and strong iron bars was truly an iron-clad fortress. Fortunately, the knights who were busy patrolling the roadside outside the site had no idea that they were hiding inside, and thanks to that, the nuns quickly broke through the entrance.
“The entrance is safe. “I can’t even see my nose.”
“It’s the same in the yard.”
“What is the location of the three wives? “Let’s check the torture equipment in case we need to question you.”
“I have the pliers for pulling out nails. Besides, in a place this cold, there will probably be a fireplace or kindling indoors anyway. If you rub his thighs with it a few times, he’ll start talking like an oriole right away.”
Even after entering the corridors and hallways, I didn’t feel any presence. After all, even powerful nobles cannot bring private soldiers to a territory ruled by someone else. So, even though I might have a few servants to wait on me, I didn’t have to worry about encountering the doorkeeper or anything like that.
The perfect environment to work in.
The nuns walked up the stairs in front of them, stepping with their heels on a carpet decorated with gold thread on a red background. Although it is a mansion, the villa is no different from any other private house in terms of size, so the search for each floor could be completed in about 1 minute.
“Following the first floor, the second floor is also quiet. Looking through the window, it looked like a few servants were hanging out in the stables in the backyard.”
“I found two maids asleep on the kitchen table. “Steam was rising from the kettle on the stove, and it looked like it had just been boiled.”
“It looks like they prepared some refreshments. Despite their dark nature, this family seems to be quite friendly towards their employees. “When I see people doing other things and sleeping or leaving things to sleep while they are busy working.”
“There is a high probability that it will be in the parlor. Now all that’s left is the 3rd floor. Everyone, please come this way without making a sound.”
Five battle nuns gathered together in perfect order. He suppressed the sound with a skill comparable to that of the baron’s dancers, and then quickly inspected the rooms on the last third floor.
“Nothing beyond the right side.”
“The same goes for the center.”
“Sister Ilje, please look at the screen under the stairs.”
So, we finally reached the room on the left end.
“Shh, be quiet.”
“Someone is talking inside!”
Suddenly, a loud noise tickled my ears in the eerie villa, which was so quiet that it was excessively quiet. It was the sound of a young woman chatting with great excitement. Also, the gentle lady could be heard laughing along with him.
“The younger one looks like Isabel Brienne or Estelle Loringen?”
“The most decent one is Yvonne Poitier, let’s rush in!”
The nuns, who communicated with each other through nods and glances, gently squeezed the doorknob. Before long, I opened the tightly closed door and went inside. The women sitting around the table were shocked, and before they could even scream, he pointed a knife at their necks.
“Everyone stays still!”
“We are the Celestial Sisters of the Battle of Le Verrier…”
“A group of nuns, ugh… ?”
But something was strange. Judging by the appearance of the women sitting around it and the beautiful refreshments laid out on the tablecloth, it was clear that they had hit their target, but it was not normal for them to sit idly by despite the fierce surprise attack.
‘Uh, why…? … ?’
‘Sister Mireille, Sister Roxanne!’
‘My body doesn’t move… !’
What was even more shocking was that not a single one of them could lift a finger. Only then did the nuns realize that things were going very wrong and they shuddered. And around that time, the criminal appeared from the square behind the open door, grinning, and boasted to his companion with his arms crossed next to him.
“Is it just as I said, Auntie?”
The beauty with curly blonde hair and sparkling red eyes had an excited expression. She looked at the prey that had fallen into the trap, and when she showed off her white hair to the point where there was no one she didn’t like, she clenched her fists, saying that she couldn’t be more powerful than this.
“Stupid bitches like this have all the skills to turn their heads. If you set a trap in advance in a place where it looks like it might be snooping around at any moment and wait, it will be caught on its own. “Besides their naughty bodies, they are short-sleeved bitches to begin with, so even giving them my toys is an honor.”
Lucien Lemohan, the greatest mystic scholar in the region and the daughter of the Northern Margrave!
“Since I won the bet as promised, are you giving me a free pass for your aunt’s scandalous tits?”
“… “It doesn’t really matter if I let you touch me, but my pretty niece, how could you not just talk in such a vulgar way?”
“Hehe, I’m so proud! This is the joy and reward of life! Now, what if you package them well, take them to the mansion, and then gift them to Romuald? I get the favor of my wife, and I also have fun doing it! You can also message your pretty aunt’s breasts to your heart’s content, and finally, if you seduce her mother, you can even bandage your incestuous incest!”
She finally revealed her true colors when she went out with her aunt to tour the grounds of her official residence.
“Lucienne, how can we two take so many people?”
“Uh? You didn’t think about that? “Why not just ask Rom to come and pick it up?”
“… “Hey, you’re smart, but I think your fault is that you’re stupid sometimes.”
It may be new to you, but she was the older sister who could really feel my younger brother’s hardships.
