âThis man is Marquis Deer Grafful! Do as you please.â
âYou betrayed me! Do you have any idea how well Iâve treated you? Get off me! You outcasts!â
It seems that Marquis Deer Grafful has been given up on by his subordinates. It is understandable that they value their own selves more than the master-servant relationship of the money.
âFarma, are you sure this man is Marquis Deer Grafful?â
It is possible that they offered us a fake so I checked with Farma since she knows her face.
âYesâŠâŠIâm sureâŠâŠitâs my fatherâs enemyâŠâŠ..Marquis Deer Grafful.â
Garuda II pointed the tip of its Arrow at Marquis Deer Grafful. Garuda IIâs Arrow could penetrate even the armor of a magicraft and will obliterate a living person without a trace. If she fires Marquis Deer Grafful will surely die and Farmaâs revenge will be fulfilled.
âStopâŠâŠ! Donât kill me! Iâll do anything. I have money! How much?ăHow much do you want?â
Farma said in a calm tone to the Marquis Deer Grafful, who was begging for his life.
âMarquis Deer Grafful, do you know who I am?â
âHuh? Who are you? Do you know me? Please, help me! Help me!ăPlease donât kill me, because if you knew me, you would know that I am not the kind of person who would die here!â
âMy father was also not someone who would die at a time like that!ăHow did my father, Viscount Belfast die?â
âWait a minute! Perhaps you are the daughter of Viscount BelfastâŠâŠâ
âYou donât have to tell me your name. I donât want to hear my name out of your mouth!â
âNo, no, you misunderstand! I did not order the murder of your father!â
âOrdered the kill? I didnât tell you thatâŠâŠ.Why did you think I thought you thought you ordered the murder of my father?â
âUghâŠ.â
It appears that he dug his own grave.
âI will never forgive you, Marquis Deer Grafful.â
The Arrow held by Garuda II trembled and seemed ready to fire at any moment. I had no objection to ending the fight with a single shot, but I was not willing to let Farma do such a cruel thing as firing an arrow at a live person. Itâs my job to get dirtyâŠâŠ.
âFarma, wait, Iâll take care of it.â
âYuta, Iâm sorry! I canât take it anymore!â
The Arrow held by Garuda II began to glow due to her heightened feelings.
Seeing this, the subordinates who had betrayed Marquis Deer Grafful, perhaps fearing that they would become collateral damage, took an unexpected action.
âWait, wait, wait! If you shoot that thing, weâll die too! I donât want to be a part of this!â
After these words, the ten or so people around Marquis Deer Grafful drew their swords. Then, signaling to each other with their eyes, they all slashed him, who was being restrained.
Without time to scream, the tyrant who wielded power in a small country was turned into a bloody corpse.
Neither I nor Farma could react to what had happened before us and we felt our desire for revenge fading rapidly. It seemed to be the same for Farma, who quietly lowered the arrow she had set up.