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Breton Empire (7)

Tyrone, who had been hiding in the stables, was faring better than Chris expected.

He played a game of magic cards face to face with the ghost horse on the hay floor.

Each and every card is quite expensive, so Chris couldn’t even afford it, but Tyrone is a famous collector, so he seems to have secured a considerable amount.

But having a lot of cards doesn’t necessarily mean you’re good at the game.

Surprised by the appearance of Chris, Tyrone was horribly defeated after being hit by a ghost horse that borrowed his deck.

“Hey, knock a little and come in. No, but why is that card showing up there?”

“It’s not even a person, it’s a horse. The card is not worth it.”

Tyrone murmured as if to vent his anger, and Chris laughed.

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Meanwhile, the ghost horse, which skillfully organized the cards with its hooves, laughs at Tyrone, who was defeated by him.

Tyrone bit his molars and straightened his posture.

“Oops, I’m sorry. By the way, did you come to watch us play cards? Whenever I put off escaping because I have work to do… … .”

“It is not. Let’s discuss some escape plans. How exactly are you planning to get out in a week?”

“Well, we should go out by boat.”

“ah-ha, I see. I also thought we were going out on a plane. It’s amazing. The soldiers in the harbor can’t even imagine our plan.”

Tyrone shakes his head as Chris makes an open sarcastic remark.

“A huge number of ships come and go every day in the port of Rondanium. Not only ships loaded with slaves and materials obtained from the colonies, but also military ships, private passenger ships, and fishermen’s fishing boats… Even in the Breton Empire, it is unrealistic to inspect all of them.”

“Then I’m glad. Do you have a boat or something you saved in advance?”

“No, I will requisition a small fishing boat for the evening of the same day. I still have the badge of the Imperial Inspection Department, and you’re an Imperial Army noncommissioned officer, so deceiving civilians won’t be an issue.”

“… A meat boat? It must be a bit difficult to reach the continent with just that.”

Tyrone, who was explaining his plan, got a little angry when Chris repeatedly challenged him.

“If you steal a bigger ship, you’re more likely to get caught! There are even patrol boats roaming the shores of Rondanium Harbor.”

“If a fishing boat roams around at night, of course they will be caught… What about sneaking on a private passenger ship?”

“no. It will be caught at the departure inspection. Since the Prime Minister must be wary of my escape, he must have strengthened his screening.”

“Um… … .”

Even if their boat is not spotted by the patrol boats, it would be difficult to pick up all of Elom’s party with a fishing boat.

Tyrone asks when Chris looks worried.

“what’s the matter? Are you so anxious about sailing on a fishing boat?”

“By the way, the number of people participating in the escape has increased.”

“what?”

Chris calmed him down as Tyrone frowned in excitement.

“It’s okay because there are only four of us. And it’s hard to ride a horse on a fishing boat anyway. Even without them, we need to get a bigger boat.”

“Anyway, it’s not okay to do this without consulting me.”

“So you’re here to discuss it.”

Tyrone sighed, seemingly fed up with Chris’ audacity.

“Who the hell are those people?”

“The family of the owners of this mansion.”

“Um… So, are you going to get on the cargo ship at all? They shouldn’t have to go through immigration.”

“okay. I have to burn this guy too, so that should be enough.”

When Chris points to the ghost horse, he gives a satisfied expression.

Tyrone ponders for a moment, then nods his head with a puzzled look.

“It will be difficult to hide in a transport ship, but it will be difficult to cross the sea in a fishing boat anyway… Let’s do something on the day.”

“good.”

After the meeting with Tyrone, Chris hurriedly left the stable.

After simply grabbing his equipment, he started exploring the outskirts of Rondanium again.

Briskly walking around the store, buying food and communication scrolls, Chris was ready to resume his journey before long.

Now that the sun had gone down and the shops were starting to close, there were other things to do for the night.

He decided to go around bars and alleys to collect news floating on the streets.

It was a way of research that was too counter-productive, but Chris has always been this way.

I wanted to infiltrate the Imperial Inspection Department, but it was too dangerous, and it would be hard to get more than what Tyrone found out.

While Chris thought so, he was wandering around looking for a suitable place.

Suddenly, a loud scream hit my ears.

It wasn’t too far from where the high-pitched screams, clearly of a woman’s, rang out.

Stimulated by the instinct of a fugitive, Chris reflexively tried to leave, but went inside when he heard footsteps outside the alley.

Judging by the heavy footsteps, those who entered must be the guards on patrol.

Inside the dark alley, the fishy smell of blood vibrated.

The woman, who seemed to be screaming, collapsed on the floor in front of a large wooden barrel, shivering.

Chris hurried over and looked at her.

“Are you okay?”

“Ah, ah… … .”

The middle-aged woman was so shocked that she couldn’t speak properly and just shook her head.

At that time, the lanterns of the guards who were chasing Chris lit up the alley.

They aim their spears at Chris to keep him from escaping, but hesitate when they see his military uniform.

“Who are you! Raise your hand right now… … .”

“for a moment! imperial army uniform Excuse me, but please identify yourself.”

“This is Sergeant Chris, a member of the Blue Lions.”

Chris turned and showed the rank insignia on his coat.

Then the guards, who were soldiers, became noticeably polite.

Of course, that didn’t mean he was completely cleared of the charges.

“Sergeant, what are you doing here?”

“I heard a scream while passing by, so I went in and checked it out. I have just arrived.”

When Chris responded calmly and helped the woman who had fallen to the floor, she nodded with difficulty and spoke in a barely audible voice.

“Go, thank you.”

“Wow, this is… … .”

One of the guards held back his nausea from the fishy smell carried by the wind.

Then, the man in the lead peered into the barrel with a hard expression on his face.

The stinky wooden barrel contained dark red blood and human limbs.

“eww… is it a corpse It seems to have been dead for a while.”

The guards reacted more with disgust than surprise.

It’s an expression that’s too calm for finding corpses.

As Chris was paying attention, the guard who had been inspecting the barrel turned to him.

“Can I ask for your cooperation, Sergeant?”

“of course.”

Chris pulled out his longsword as if he had nothing to bow down to.

There was not a drop of blood on the famous sword Black Hammer had made.

The guards who confirmed it nodded in relief.

Chris quietly asked one of them as the other guards let him go and interrogate the woman.

“You don’t seem too surprised to see a body, what’s going on?”

“… Dozens of such corpses have recently been found in Rondanium. There seems to be a serial murder going on, which is embarrassing, but the culprit has not been found yet.”

The guard hesitated for a moment before telling Chris the truth.

Since he was willing to cooperate with the search, he must have thought that this much should be said.

Chris lamented a little at the guard’s explanation.

Could it be that some kind of killer like Jack the Ripper is out there?

Slightly startling, it didn’t seem like the kind of event he would pay attention to.

The peace and safety of the citizens of Rondanium will be well guarded by trustworthy guards.

“Then can I go now?”

“yes. Enter carefully, sergeant.”

Cleared of all charges, he greeted the guards and left.

After that, Chris, who was looking for a bar where people gathered and begging for ears, was a little annoyed.

Now, all the citizens were talking about was the serial killer story.

After wasting a few hours without much gain, Chris left the bar with a sense of disappointment.

While returning to the mansion through the darkness, he was thinking about his plans for the future.

Suspicious figures of people surrounded the surroundings in an instant.

Unlike before, the footsteps were light and secretive.

They haven’t revealed themselves yet, but they seem to be quite talented.

As Chris quickly put on his shield and drew his longsword, a shadow ran out of the alley he was trying to pass through.

What appeared in the darkness was none other than the priest.

The priestess, who is thin but has a stubborn impression, stops walking with a sigh of relief when she finds the lightly armed Chris.

The expression of a deer being chased by a hunter found a woodcutter passing by.

Naturally, Chris had no intention of hiding her.

But before Chris could say a word to her, robed pursuers flashed their eyes here and there.

“Hey, I’m a soldier. how will we do it?”

“Can not help it. Witnesses need to be dealt with.”

Those pursuing the priestess consulted in low, low voices, then drew a sharp-edged dagger from the underside of her robes.

The dagger, which was matted with magic, was a pro’s item that could easily cut human bones.

Chris prepared for the battle by using the night vision spell he learned at Seidran Royal.

The assassins, who have been sluggishly hovering around him, launch an attack without any prior action.

Chris, admiring their neat and quick workmanship, annoyedly raised his mana.

It’s not refreshing to cut without knowing why and without receiving money, but I couldn’t help it right now.

Couldn’t he just hit the daggers that were rushing at him right now?

Actually, if you were Chris, you could get rid of these guys at once, but if there is a fugitive among them, it becomes a headache.

Because of this, he entered force control from the beginning.

The matted dagger ricocheted off the shield in his left hand, and blood flowed from the ensuing counterattack.

The assassin, who had been deeply decapitated, was unable to even utter a sensible scream and died.

Nome’s co-workers whispered in low voices, raising Chris’ ratings.

“He’s not an ordinary guy. attack all at once.”

It’s a little tough, but if you attack properly, you can defeat the opponent enough.

That’s just how good Chris was.

The assassins who lost their comrades showed a tight connection and attacked Chris at once.

Chris, who intentionally gave up his back, was the first to parry the attack from that side and then unleash a lightning-like sword strike.

Unlike before, the assassin’s armor, dagger, and torso were completely sliced in one blow filled with plenty of magical power.

Even though he seemed to have useful skills, he was still an assassin.

If you fight head-on, you won’t be the opponent of a warrior like Chris.

They are keen on training in concealment and ambush, not risking everything in sword fighting like warriors.

Losing half of their power in an instant, the guys quickly pulled themselves out and started running away.

It was a very quick and accurate decision, but unfortunately Chris had no intention of letting them go.

“The Mirror Ring.”

Chris, who summoned epic items in a hurry, summoned his alter egos and chased after them.

Although more than two bodies clung to each person, the clones successfully stopped them from escaping.

While the priestess sitting around him gasped for breath, Chris’s blade slashed through the blockade of clones.

“Now, wait a minute. Leave one behind!”

When the priestess, who had been quiet until now, shouted sharply, Chris couldn’t hide his irritation.

But she is not wrong.

Chris didn’t have the skill to stun a person with a single blow, so unfortunately, he beat the last surviving assassin while adjusting his strength properly so that he wouldn’t die.

The unbearable pain caused the fainting assassin to limp as if it were a real corpse.

‘uh… He’s not really dead, is he?’

Chris was barely relieved when he checked the guy’s pulse.

But the trouble is not over yet.

Having laid the stunned assassin down, Chris approached the priestess with a bloody longsword.

The priestess, noticing his bloody gaze, swallowed with a hard expression.