As usual, her style covered all but her eyes. She hides her body shape by putting on a few layers of clothes, and also uses an improvised magic item to change her voice into a masculine one.
Although her short stature cannot be helped, it can be somewhat disguised by her thick-soled shoes.
With such a fragile security setup where not even a magician could be stationed to watch over them, it was unlikely that they would be discovered even if they entered deep into the interior.
âCome on, come on. They canât hear your footsteps and they canât see you. You can walk out now.â
In the moonlit corridor, a few magic lamps were hung up, and a man with a boisterous look in his eyes, who appeared to be a guard, was tending to a long sword.
âHiâŠâ
âItâs all right. As long as you donât touch him, he wonât even notice if you fall down in front of him.â
âIf I could kill the guard and everyone else involved, that would be quicker, but Iâm worried that if I get too violent, the country will realize Iâm here. Ah, so annoying.
She blurted out in her mind.
No matter how mysterious she was in her ninja outfit, she couldnât afford to get too carried away.
Even though it was the middle of the night, there were a good number of people in the building.
They went through the hallway, passed a man who came up the wide staircase, and went outside.
As they exited the building, the hostagesâ expressions were overtly more relaxed.
However, there was still no relief in sight.
The street was lined with unfamiliar general stores and suspicious bars. Even though it was the middle of the night, about half of them were quietly open for business. Everywhere was definitely under the influence of the Night Pythons. Even if they were not hostages who escaped, it was not a place where women and children could walk normally.
The wind was blowing cold and the streets were deserted. A cold wind blew through the air and the hostages shivered as they clutched their arms. The moon shone brightly in the frozen night sky.
âWhere are we? Are we in Eltaref?â
âIn Kolga, a town neighboring Eltaref.â
âOh, is that so?â
It seemed that they had been abducted in Eltaref and transported to the next town.
Diaz-sanâs wife looked rather ârelieved to be closer than expectedâ.
âThere is a guardhouse over there, so you might want to seek protection there. Just tell the lord the location of the hideout, and heâll smash the rest of it up good.â
âThank you so much for everything.â
âAh, Onii-chan, thank youâŠâ
The wife bowed with a force that could have caused her to throw herself into the air, and her son thanked her awkwardly, although he still looked nervous.
It seemed that thanks to the magical voice change and the fact that she hid her figure, her son thought she was a man.
âThanks for your help, you saved us, but ⊠who are you?â
âI already said that, didnât I? Iâm just a passing ninja. My hobby is playing with the Night Python guys and helping hostages when I find any.â
Well, if the opponent is a god, it would be a big adventure to go and give him a good beating, so shelved it for the time being. The first thing even a hero does is to fight slimes. First, she would destroy the kingdom of Ciel-Terra.
âCome on, hurry up. Before you catch a cold.â
âYes, thank you.â
The wife thanked her again, not imagining in her wildest dreams that the ninja in front of her was an apostle of the Evil God who was plotting to overthrow the nation, and the two hostages walked away with a quickened pace.
With this, the Earl would get information about the hideout. Even if he already knew the location, the outcome of the battle would be different without someone who could get involved (or be used as a shield on the spot) when it came time to fight.
âWell, itâs not dawn yet, but itâs not guaranteed that someone wonât come to my room⊠Letâs hurry back.â
There were magic spells that, once cast, did not need to be controlled and remained effective for a long time, but most of them required the use of more than one spell at the same time.
The magic is then combined by first completing the chanting for the two spells and then using them as if they were a single spell.
The technique was called assembled spells. Because of the long chanting time, it is not suitable for melee battles, and the magical power consumption does not necessarily add up, but neither of those was a factor in this case.
Incidentally, the name of the spell when synthesized is not particularly fixed, and the magician often decides on the name as desired.
(TLN: I have some freedom. Thank the gods.)
The city of Kolga, sinking into darkness, spread out below.
It seemed that few people would go out of their way to work in the middle of the night using lights, and all she could see was the unevenness of the buildings illuminated by the moonlight.
The unevenness was surrounded by walls, outside of which stretched a desolate snowy field. There was a vague moonlight-illuminated glare of snow.
She expanded her sense of emotional perception and traced the two hostages.
However, this did not prevent the cold from having an adverse effect on the body. But if she didnât get back to the castle soon and take care of her health with healing magic, sheâd be sure to catch a cold.
âI donât think Iâll have much time to sleep today eitherâŠâ
She looked at the moon and muttered to herself.
It was probably around 1:00 a.m. It seemed doubtful that she would be able to sleep before her wake-up time.
Even if she didnât sleep, she could cheat fatigue with magic, but if she didnât sleep properly, she wouldnât be able to regain the magic power needed to use that magic.
If she slept, she would always have nightmares. Thatâs why she didnât want to sleep if she could. And, she was also afraid of âfatal mistakesâ.
Therefore, she often stayed in bed at night, thinking.
âBut itâs hard indeed to stay up for several nights⊠No wonder, Iâll sleep properly tomorrow.
I wonder if there is any magic that can prevent me from having nightmares? Even if there is, would it work on an Undead?
Also, in any case, fire magic can be used to dry the sheets⊠no, even if theyâre dry, that doesnât mean theyâre clean. Damn, isnât there any magic for laundry?
âI think Iâd rather sleep soundly for a night than rescue hostages from a crime syndicateâs hideout, howâs that for feeling like a great adventureâŠ?
The blackened walls of the city of Eltaref were beginning to come into view as she travelled on.
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A mother and her child suddenly appeared at the town guard station in Kolga in the middle of the night and asked for help.
They claimed to be the family of a servant who worked for the Earl of Keely.
Upon receiving the news, the Earl immediately checked the information and discovered that one of the servants had his family taken hostage by the Night Pythons and was leaking information about the Earlâs personal affairs.
The Earl was surprised, but the information from the mother and son revealed one of the Night Pythonâs bases, and he raided it the next morning. The members of the Night Pythons were killed or captured, and their documents, goods, and other items were seized.
The seized items included drugs and other commodities, a small amount of weapons, and magic items such as charms and potions for use in combat that appeared to be intended for members of the group.
The base was equipped with facilities for hostage confinement and interrogation of captives, and also served as a logistics center for the surrounding area. It seems that hostages and goods were the same to Night Python in the sense that they were put on the logistics line.
âI knew there was a logistics hub somewhere, but it was right next door âŠ? Absolutely.â
The evening of that day, after the captured members had been taken away.
In his office at the castle, Oswald was looking at the report and making a sullen face.
However, there was nothing serious in his voice. It was because, fortunately, they had discovered and destroyed an important base.
âItâs a great achievement. As expected of Earl-sama.â
Benedict had come to the office.
The Earl waved his hand toward Benedict, who praised him freely.
âNot by my power. Something I donât understand is behind it.â
However, thanks to a strange coincidence and the help of a mysterious third party, the operation was going unexpectedly well.
âIt may be my fault that the Night Pythons were at liberty in Kolga. I left Kolga in the hands of the knights under his command for a long time.â
âRietz-sama?â
âYou know him. The captain of Kolgaâs guard has reported to me that he has not been cooperative in the investigation of the Night Pythons. Just when I was about to make inquiries, here we are. The bastard disappeared from Kolga this afternoon, even leaving his family behind.â
âWhatâŠâ
In other words, the knight in charge of the city was most likely bought off by the Night Pythons.
And he was protecting the townâs Night Pythons.
âBut who was this hostage rescuer, I wonder?â
Benedict inquired with a twitch of his triangular ears.
Although this allowed them to destroy the Night Pythonâs logistics base and gain the upper hand in the fight, they had no idea why the mother and child, who were supposed to have been hostages, had escaped. Even the Earl suspected at first that it was some kind of a trap.
They told him that they had been saved by a mysterious ninja.
âHe disappeared with magic and they escaped. I still think it was a magician. Could he be the same as the ones who attacked the base in EltarefâŠ?â
The Earl had no clue about this either.
He could not express his gratitude. It was an uncertainty that had suddenly appeared on his strategic map.
âI donât mean to put it this way, but I doubt if there is anyone in this country besides me who would be interested in fighting Night Pythons right now.â
âNight Pythons are probably resented by all the good people in the country. I suspect that these people have started to move in response to Earl-sama.â
âIf that were the case, they would have come to me.â
âBut everyone has their own circumstances.â
Benedict licked his nose and then said, as if reciting a poem.
âIn this country, justice is not dead. Thatâs what this means, doesnât it?â
The Earlâs face broke at these words, and both of them laughed nonsensically.
Somewhere between resignation and the expectation that âthere is no such a thing as a miracleâ.