Absolutely Do Not Touch Eldmia Egga

Chapter 347

The battle, which made me realize that my sewing skills were improving as the days went by, came to an abrupt end.

After the battle, when I checked the surroundings with my magic time, the magic that kept bothering me was gone. Judging from the fact that the flow of mana that had been flowing like a tail across the plain until just now has disappeared, it seems that they have escaped and escaped.

I don’t know if it’s a guy or a bitch, but he must have been quick to notice. I was thinking of running and grinding them all out after watching them until I caught them all.

The only dead were a client who was killed by my ax and a battle mage who died after being stabbed while trying to use magic. Among them, I caught the guy with the best skills and his limbs intact and listened to the story.

“So you’re just guessing that you’re hired by the lord?”

“No, that’s right. On the surface, that person is the commissioner. I’ve been working like that ever since.”

“Hmm… Bring that over here.”

Even though I said nothing, he quickly got up and came back dragging the corpse hit by my axe.

It was a little disappointing that there was nothing to prove the identity of the body of the client, but it was satisfactory in its own way because there was a heavy money bag that I presumed was originally going to pay these guys. They even dragged the corpses of the two dead wizards there, and after looking around, the money and equipment were much better than expected.

“Is the equipment good?

“Well… they are famous on this floor. They are called blade wind and sand wind…

”

“No. They were separate people. They belong to the same Back Alley Wizards Association, so it seems they saw each other as rivals…”

Back Alley Wizards Association? It’s all different in the West. Anyway, out of their bags and pockets, I picked out only the things that were effective and I could know what they were, and threw them out roughly, then threw two western silver coins at the guy who was faithfully fulfilling his duty of explanation.

“Question. What will happen when you go back to the city from here?”

“…The two wizards and the client are dead, and there are a lot of injured, so I won’t take it lightly.”

“Should I give a damn to you guys for not doing things right?”

“That… damn it, but they won’t try to dispose of us.”

“why?”

“We were the best at handling the lord’s dirty work.”

Good judgment in the past tense. It was satisfactory information, so I threw another silver coin.

“Take them all back.”

“…Are you saving me?”

“I only get information and don’t kill. When the lord asks where I’m going, say I’m going east.”

“East…?”

“Uh. East. They say you have to go there to go home.”

His expression became bizarre and he responded that he was not sure whether this was fake or real, but he didn’t bother to point it out. Not only did I have no loyalty, but no matter how I accepted it, there was nothing wrong with me.

After finishing my errands, I got back on my horse and followed the trail of the Celebians. In the meantime, I unfolded a map with a lot of detail obtained from the corpse and checked the current location.

“I knew it would be like this.”

Celebian said that if you go ‘a little further’ to the east, you’ll find a forest, but looking at the map, it says that you have to go past three more cities to find one wide forest to the north.

“Anyway, the elders…”

And that would have taken two weeks at least, based on my distance from the meadow.

I had vaguely guessed from hearing the story of Celebian that he had spent his whole life by the side of the tribe, but it seems like it will be a long trip.

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Esmuye, the white star of the Empire, Olend, the exclusive butler of Bistim Tel Noir, was in a short agony while receiving an urgent message from Esmu, who was away for an annual event that only direct descendants of the emperor could participate in.

“Did you say you’re from the West?”

“yes.”

What was stamped on the snow-white envelope was not white wax, but black wax. Orlando knew very well what the mark Esmuer had ordered to distinguish the information of only one person meant.

That’s why I couldn’t help but wonder and worry. why in the west? Wasn’t it at Etis L? Slightly disappointed in himself for neglecting information management due to his recent busy schedule, Orland briefly asked the servant who had brought an urgent message.

“Isn’t that misinformation?”

“It has been verified through informants several times.”

At the answer without hesitation, Orlande nodded and moved on. As long as the black wax was stamped, it had to be delivered to Esmuer immediately. I was ordered to do so unless I was talking to the Emperor alone.

After passing through the colorful corridors and crossing the passage connecting the buildings, they arrived at a small building located in the middle of the garden inside the imperial palace.

The surroundings of the building, which was built without a single window, were noisy with escort troops accompanied by the imperial family. On the surface, it seems like they are having a casual chat, but each and every one of them were talented people who couldn’t be ignored.

As soon as they noticed Orland’s approach, they looked at each other simultaneously, without saying who said first.

The sight of the laughter disappearing and the sad blue eyes pouring all at once gave goosebumps, but Orlando showed some composure as he greeted the guards.

“Excuse me, I have an urgent message to deliver to the first princess. I think you should step away for a while.”

No one objected. Upon hearing Orland’s request, the knights rose from their seats without hesitation and fell in a circle from a distance with their backs to the building they were guarding.

But apart from that, the anticipation they emit has become sharper. None of them knew Orland, but if he acted strangely, he would quickly close the distance and attack.

Sensing his heart anew as he looked like the guardians of the imperial family, Orland quietly approached the building, knocked on the door, and knelt down. At the same time, numerous barriers and magics doubled and tripled were activated, confirming that Orland was a person allowed access and sending a signal to the interior where the soundproof magic was installed.

Other than this, there was no way to convey the voice outside. If Esmuer does not take his visit seriously, he must return or signal once again to convey his intentions.

Fortunately, it didn’t happen that Orland sold his feet twice. The heavy door opened so lightly that a familiar voice came over Orland’s head, who bowed his head.

“What happened?”

It was Esmue. It was a natural result since there were only the royal family inside without a single attendant. Orlande reported while holding up the letter with his head bowed.

“This is an urgent message related to the Black Star.”

“…well done. I’ll check it out soon, so wait.”

In the brief moment when Esmuer, who had received the letter, closed the door again, the eyes of Orland and the other members of the royal family met. From the 2nd prince to the 6th princess, everyone looked at him with a cold gaze without a hint of laughter.

And as soon as I checked him, I immediately relaxed my expression, smiled, and waved my hand. The door closed right away, so he couldn’t even greet his eyes properly, but Orland managed to hold back a smile from his bright appearance.

Externally, they had to pretend they were not good enough to even plot an assassination, so they were wearing masks thoroughly, but Orland, who had been by their side since childhood, was one of the few people who knew the truth, so he could be seen.

After confirming that the door was closed and all kinds of magic were activated again, Esmuye cleared his throat at the attention that was focused on him and then pretended to be calm.

“Hmm, I received some information urgently because it is related to Yeo’s husband.”

Even though it was not a letter sent and received directly, it was just information, but the five brothers and sisters began to show explosive reactions at the same time.

“The one Eselua said!”

“Brother! Please prepare some more tea!”

“Aren’t you making too much fuss? It’s not a letter, it’s just information.”

The 2nd Prince, who is said to be in a dispute with Esmuer over the seat of the emperor, excitedly prepared tea and Esselua prepared the refreshments prepared in advance by the servants, while the 3rd Prince and the 5th Princess held cushions by Esmuer’s side. Run and quickly settle down.

The 6th princess, who had been pretending not to be interested by herself, also sneaked up behind Esmuier and glanced at the contents of the envelope she had begun to open, while Esmuer cleared her throat and refreshed the atmosphere.

“Hmm! Hmm! It’s just as Menelmuera said. Anyone who sees it thinks it’s a love letter. It’s just a report.”

“Oh, okay, read it quickly, older sister. The rumors about him are very spectacle. Didn’t he break something again this time?”

“You bastard.”

Esmuer, who didn’t particularly like the expression “spectacle” even though he didn’t mean bad things about Eldmia, blew a chestnut into the third prince’s forehead without hesitation. Even so, the reaction was that she wasn’t itchy because she was so thin.

“Let’s see…Ah, it looks like he’s finally been traced in the west. As Asilie expected, it’s a gate connected to the prairie.”

“Wow, your brother-in-law’s life is so eventful, isn’t it? Life won’t be boring.”

3 As soon as the prince used the expression “brother-in-law,” Esmuet, whose lips almost went all the way to his ears, tried to suppress his emotions and rubbed the forehead of the chestnut he had just fed him.

Of course, because of the relaxed atmosphere, the corners of her mouth danced like earthworms and rose toward her ears, and none of the siblings noticed that the expression brother-in-law liked her.