The masked man approached. Baron Genem retreats behind like crazy.
“Well then….…!”
Then the masked man stopped.
He lowered the dagger, which was held close to his head.
As if he had blocked something from flying with a dagger, the man stared at none other than Ash.
“Oh, will you save him? Even after you heard that story?
“Your Excellency!”
Baron Genem’s face suddenly turned pale after hearing what Ash had said.
“Bring him out then kill him.”
“What?”
“Not here.”
At the moment, the masked man, who seemed to measure what Ash meant, soon looked at me and changed his expression.
“…….Ah. Hahaha.”
He nodded his head gently.
“I see. I’m sorry about this. I could have been rude.”
I am hesitating to tell that it’s okay for me if he wants to end Baron Genem right away.
The truth is like that, but in reality, I am obliged to see only good things and pretty things for now.
Although seeing Baron Genem alive is not very good….. It’s better than dead anyway.
“Please do the cleaning outside.”
I added. The masked man answered right away.
“No problem, anywhere it is, he’ll die if stabbed anyway.”
The Baron’s face, which had been bright for a while, quickly turned blue again.
“Now, did you hear it? Baron, I’ll give you some time to run away, so run away with all your heart.”
“Oh, no. No, Your Excellency! Please reconsider! Your Excellency!”
“10 seconds, 9 seconds, 8 seconds…….”
“Your Excellency, please! Duchess, knight! Ladies and gentlemen!
“6 seconds, 5 seconds…….”
“Gu, guards! Guard–! Hey! Anyone! Whoever it is, please come in! Hello!”
“……2 seconds, 1 second.”
The masked man held the dagger in reverse.
“Let’s just faint comfortably first and get out.”
“……!”
Only then did the Baron hurry back and run away. The masked man smirked as he watched the Baron leaving the dining room in urgency.
“Right, that’s it. Good. Then I’ll go get him….”
At that time, a sword was stuck in front of the masked man.
“…….”
It was Ash’s.
The man turned his head while looking at the sword, whose purpose was to stop his step.
“What do you want me to do?”
The man’s spirit has changed. I might be mistaken, but the ambient temperature was decreasing.
I am also embarrassed this time because I don’t know why Ash is doing this, but Ash said, looking to Sir Davery, not the masked man.
“Davery, go ahead.”
“……?”
“What?”
Two people reacted at the same time. Ash pointed with a calm eye at the door where the Baron had disappeared.
“Whoever is doing it, is it the same as long as he stops breathing? Go.”
“Wait! After saying so, you’re actually trying to save the Baron…”
“Cut his neck off.”
“…….”
“Davery.”
Ash ordered again.
“Go ahead.”
Until then, Sir Davery kept his mouth shut and said nothing, but he bowed his head deeply.
“……thank you.”
Then he turned around and ran away in an instant.
“Oh, that.”
Looking at Sir Davery, Dylan crumpled her forehead and thought for a moment, and soon followed him.
Then all that remained was Ash and me, and the masked man.
The masked man seemed to be embarrassed by the sudden progress, and then scratched his head.
“Ha….”
“……..”
“You’re giving me his neck? You made a promise. You have to keep it.”
“I assure you.”
I stared at the door with shaky eyes.
I had the urge to chase the two, but I knew I shouldn’t, so I was holding it in.
Ash hugged me and patted me on the shoulder as if he knew how I felt.
“Let’s rest.”
“…….huh.”
I knew it was because of me, so I nodded without saying a word, but after that, my eyes did not fall off the door for a while.
***
He’s filthy fast.
Dylan thought, running down the hall after Davery.
‘Where the hell did you go?’
He just left a moment ago, but in that short moment, Dylan couldn’t see Davery’s face, showing how far he had gone in the meantime.
“Oh, really, where…….”
“Argh!”
“……found him.”
Dylan’s expression immediately loosened.
She slowed down slowly.
Her pace quickly became a walk. Dylan walked leisurely as if taking a walk and soon stopped in front of a corner room.
“Eugh.”
As she pushed the slightly open door, she could see a Baron struggling to crawl on the floor with his tendon on both ankles broken.
Dylan was slightly surprised.
‘Why didn’t he cut his ankle?’
But she immediately agreed.
‘Oh, if he cut his ankle, he’ll bleed to death early.’
That won’t do.
It is a wise decision indeed. To make a reasonable decision without losing one’s reason in the anger of the moment.
The crazy dog of the old Hidden.
Davery silently poked the sword in the back of the Baron’s hand, whether he knew Dylan was thinking that way.
“Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!”
“Ugh… sir knight. Si, sir knight, listen to me. It’s my fault. It’s all because I was young and didn’t know what to do at the time. I’ll never do that again, so just give me a chance.”
“……..”
“That bitch, no, I’ll properly apologize to my wife, just once…… Argh!”
Baron Genem groaned, holding the back of his other hand. He was shaking and barely opened his mouth.
“Oh, or what about this? I’m a Baron, but my brother is a count. Well, he has a very large mine in the west, and if you want, feel free to… Scream!
“Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh! You fucking bastard! Do you think you’re gonna be safe like this, arrggghhhh!