Chapter 18.2 - A Mother and Child Reunion(2)
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He was so darkly tinged that I could describe him. Smooth Helm and tight outfit. They were black enough to melt in the darkness. Considering his physique, he’s an adult man.
A knight is allowed to wear a sword even in the queen’s private room. It is a custom for the princess to feel confident.
he cried, putting his hand on the sword at his waist, and trying to pull it out.
“Your majesty! I’ll protect you — eh?”
but before he could draw his sword his neck was cut in two without a sound. His head fell heavily on the floor, and his body fell slowly.
“That’s all,”
said the jet-black man. He waved his arms lightly, and a number of people’s heads rolled floor.
Giselotte is the Queen. They were knights under the direct control of the queen who accompanied her to visit Sir Zenphis.
The enemy — certainly this stranger is her enemy.
and it must be the “black warrior,” as the Knight said to him.
Giselotte, who made a quick decision, enhances herself without reciting. I kicked lightly on one foot and jumped behind the sofa in a sitting position. Another big step backward, towards the fire,
He seized a single sword that stood upon the hearth and laid his hand upon the handle of the sword in a half-crouched position.
The Light of the Hero’s Holy Sword — one of the Seven Stars of the Sacred Hearts, which destroyed the demon.
(Now that I have this in my hands, no one can satisfy my enemy.)
It’s good to curse yourself for not assassinating yourself before you show up.
It is impossible to take a surprise attack from behind because of the automatic defense.
Geezelote asked herself what to do
“How did I enter this room… into the detached palace? There must have been many layers of defenses.”
“The barrier? Oh, that rough one. There was no need to tear it, for it was so full of cracks. I had no choice but to put up a completely soundproof boundary from above. No one will notice you even if you shout.”
“… yes, we must punish those who were in charge of society afterward.”
It’s an unpleasant voice that’s made by a combination of voices.
I can’t stand listening. The moment I grabbed the handle of the sword tightly out of my irritation.
Dooon!
Just beside his hand, a little magician shone.
“As expected of the princess, It’s broken off right away. You can see… I see.”
what?
Gizelote was in a whirlpool of confusion.
The current one was automatically used to prevent “something.”She has no idea what it is.
“It can’t be helped. If this happens, it can’t be helped.”
“What?”
As if to quell the voice of doubt, a number of magical lights flashed around Giselotte.
An unidentified attack from all sides.
I can’t see all of it. I don’t feel it. I can’t even predict the source.
(Well, if it’s not –)
The automatic defense can’t catch up. Giselotte did not take out his sword, but put all his magic in defense.
The attack becomes even stronger and more severe.
The little magicians were born and gone to cover her whole circumference, and the room was destroyed as if a tornado were blowing about.