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Bonita, who was peering at the scroll next to him, grumbled.
"If you write a postscript like this, it's definitely an order to come."
Liber nodded.
"It's an order to come."
Luna, who was peeking out and looking at the Message Now scroll again, asked.
"Because of postscript 1, because of postscript 2?"
Liber replied.
"Of course, it's 1..."
"Number 2."
Bonita interrupted Liber and answered.
Liber turned his head and asked.
"What? Number 2?"
"Yes, number 2."
"You're saying we absolutely have to come here because of number 2, not number 1?"
"Yes. Davian said it won't be easy, so isn't this a letter saying he wants to see who's here?"
"Ah..."
Meanwhile, Davian's friends arrived in front of the Publicke Solus Administrator's mansion.
As soon as they heard people outside, the door opened and a servant came out.
"How did you get here..."
Pow!
"Cough!"
"Bo, Bonita!"
"Bonita! What are you doing!"
Bonita, who had been staring at the servant coming out of the door, ran up and kicked him.
Surprised, Nubes and Bellum rushed out to grab Bonita.
Luna and Liber, who couldn't stop her anyway, covered their mouths and watched Bonita's rampage.
But.
The servant, who had been rolling around for a while, stood up with his waist lowered and looked this way.
Hmph.
Bonita snorted and opened her mouth.
"That person isn't a servant. Ordinary people don't take such concise and light steps."
Bonita discerned that the other person was not an ordinary servant just by the way he came out of the door.
"St, still, he could just be someone guarding the mansion. If you attack him out of the blue like that..."
"Why would someone guarding the mansion be wearing those clothes and pretending to be a servant?"
"Ah... I guess that's true?"
"It's because something's fishy that he's in disguise. Davian telling us to come here and block the entrance must be for a reason, right?"
"I guess...?"
The servant who was kicked by Bonita was still staring at Davian's friends without responding.
"Look at him. He doesn't know what to do right now. It's not a servant's reaction, and it's not a guard's reaction either, right?"
Latia stepped forward and stood next to Bonita.
"Hey you there. I'll speak informally since you're pretending to be a servant. Go inside and tell them. From now on, no one can go out of this mansion, and no one can come into this mansion."
Pow!
Crash!
'That tenacious bastard.'
I thought he'd be pretty good since he's guarding the Publicke Solus Administrator's secret office.
But I didn't think it would be this much.
I revealed myself because I was caught, but.
The duration of the 'Shadow Assimilation' skill was still active.
I was able to move twice as fast as usual.
Thanks to that, I was able to avoid Derek's attacks without much difficulty.
Attacking Derek wasn't difficult either.
The problem was.
Derek's senses and reaction speed were far beyond human levels, and the durability of his entire body was as hard as steel.
Now the duration of 'Shadow Assimilation' has ended.
Fortunately, he seemed to be quite tired during that time.
'Could I have defeated him in a pure physical fight without the Shadow Assimilation skill?'
It was ambiguous.
I probably would have had to continue a difficult fight while mixing magic and swordsmanship at the same time.
Thud!
"Keugh!"
Davian's clubbing had been going on for dozens of minutes.
Derek's legs were trembling as the damage accumulated.
But he was still holding on without falling.
'I wonder if the kids have arrived by now. Should I just end it with a big spell?'
Seeing Derek, who was trembling and gasping for breath a little further away, I could buy enough time to prepare a big spell.
By now, my friends would have arrived at the front gate of the mansion.
If there was a big commotion inside, they would push in from the outside.
Saraya in the middle would be careful and survive well.
'Okay, let's end this.'
I figured out the location that Derek kept trying to protect.
The desk in front of that wall.
Derek had been wary of Davian going there even while being beaten.
'There's something there. I just need to make sure that side doesn't get caught in the explosion.'
Whoosh, whoosh.
Davian swung his club again and rushed at Derek.
At the same time, he gradually changed his position and pushed Derek towards the iron door.
Now the desk that Derek was protecting was behind Davian.
'Don't worry, I'll protect that desk you were trying to protect so much.'
Of course, I'll take whatever's there.
Zap, bang!
First, I quickly shot a Lightning Bolt.
Then I stretched out my ice club to maintain distance.
Then I gathered mana to prepare the magic that would end this fight.
A powerful Fireball that would blow away Derek and the iron door behind him together.
At that time.
Clang, click.
The sound of unlocking the secret office's lock echoed.
'Damn. Is the soundproofing this weak?'
It seemed like either the secret soldiers or the spy group had already rushed this way.
'If this happens, the reason I've been quietly dealing with him disappears...'
I was upset that I had used up my strength for dozens of minutes.
But nothing would change.
Wasn't I going to blow away that iron door along with Derek anyway?
I just had to do what I was going to do.
Whoosh!
A large Fireball appeared in front of Davian.
Derek instinctively stepped back.
He noticed with his animalistic senses that this Fireball contained a completely different power than the magic he had shown so far.
"N... no way."
Derek held out his palm and shook his head.
'What do you mean no way? Goodbye, you spy.'
Creak.
The iron door opened a little.
A female servant's head peeked out through the opened door.
It was Anna, the only servant who could go in and out of the secret office along with Derek.
"Derek, what's taking you so long...? Oh?"
An unexpected sight unfolded before Anna's eyes.
The secret office, which she had cleaned neatly with Derek thirty minutes ago.
Was a mess.
All the bookshelves that were standing against the wall were broken.
The books that had been neatly arranged were scattered randomly on the floor.
There were also traces of burning and charring here and there, as if someone had been playing with fire.
"Derek! Wh, what's going on? Who's that kid?"
"Anna! Run away!"
"What? What's going on..."
Anna opened the iron door and entered the office.
Meanwhile.
Davian's 7-star Fireball was completed.
Derek's eyes shook wildly.
As if he had made a decision.
He closed his eyes tightly and opened them.
"Wait! I lost! Stop!"
He shouted urgently.
At the same time, he quickly stepped back and protected Anna.
"Suddenly?"
"Anna is not a spy or anything! She's just a real servant! Don't hurt her!"
Davian tilted his head.
What.
Is he doing this to protect that female servant?
A Marino Empire spy?
"There! There's a magical tool communicating with the Marino Empire under that desk. Weren't you here to get that! Take that too and kill me. But let Anna go... This woman is really just a real servant. She's done nothing wrong. Anna! Run away!"
"Derek...?"
Davian's mind raced.
He must have grown fond of that woman named Anna while disguised as a servant here.
'Her eyes are a little different from the witch Sumnia.'
It was obvious that the witch Sumnia was trying to find a way to save herself.
Maybe it's because she's still young, or maybe it's because she's been doing well in the spy organization with her special abilities.
Her head is full of fantasies.
Even if she somehow survives this time and escapes Alcantia Palace.
She will surely be killed by another spy from the Marino Empire.
That's the ending of a betraying spy that I've seen countless times.
And Derek, whom I met at the Publicke Solus mansion.
He seems quite old.
His combat stats are also high.
If there really is a magical tool communicating with the Marino Empire here, as he says.
He's more than capable of guarding it.
Dealing with Derek in this narrow room would require a big and loud attack.
Then either the mansion's other forces would rush in.
Or the magical tool would likely be smashed together.
That's why Davian had been accumulating damage with the clubbing until now.
'Those Marino Empire bastards. The more I think about it, the smarter they are when they deploy spies.'
The problem is those eyes.
They're not like Sumnia's sly eyes that are trying to find a way to escape somehow.
Nor are they the steadfast eyes that are determined to complete the empire's mission at the cost of their lives.
They're hesitant but calm eyes.
Eyes I've already seen a few times.
"You've been caught in a weakness."
Derek asked back with a surprised expression.
"What?"
"Aren't you from that tribe living in the eastern jungle of the Manum Continent? I think you are... You've been caught in some kind of weakness by the Marino Empire, right? Family? Lover? Anyway. That's why you're working as a spy here, right?"
"...None of your business."
"I see."
If I could bring someone with this level of martial arts to my side.
I was sure I could use him anytime.
Let's see... Should I use the method I used on Saraya?
If I push in the body of another spy here.
Close the iron door and completely burn this space.
Derek will have died here.
While Davian was thinking about how to bring Derek in.
"Although they are enemies of the Marino Empire, I've heard they're not that evil. Davian Naone. I hope you'll save Anna."
"Huh? Hey! Stop!"
Derek grabbed the top of his head with his right hand and his chin with his left hand.
Before I could stop him.
"I'm begging you. Davian Naone."
Crack!
He twisted his head 180 degrees.
Thud.
"Aaaaah! Derek!"
Anna grabbed Derek's body, which had its neck twisted and had fallen to the floor, and began to wail.
Then she looked up at Davian and cried.
"You...! Who are you! What are you..."
Thud.
Anna's body fell on top of Derek's body.
It was Davian who had knocked her out by going behind her and hitting the back of her neck with a movement she couldn't even see.
"I'll grant you that last request... Derek."
There's a story.
There must be some story.
A story of either completing the mission.
Or having to die here like this.
This is the mansion of the Publicke Solus Administrator.
Outside, there are armed personnel disguised as servants everywhere.
Davian was standing in the heart of enemy territory.
But for some reason, he felt a stuffiness in one corner of his chest.
'Marino Empire. Just... how much more evil will you commit before swallowing the Alcantia Kingdom?'
If I had the power.
Instead of waiting for the next scheme here like this.
I would go and wipe them out first.
Davian shook his head violently.
This is not the time to be swayed by unnecessary emotions.
Davian's only goal is one thing.
Graduation.
And then living comfortably in a world without quests.
Thud, thud.
Davian moved his steps towards the desk on the opposite wall.
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