Two o'clock in the morning in the Cass Empire......

A woman feels thirsty and wakes up.

She squirmed slowly on her king-size double bed, reaching for the kettle that was sitting next to the bed, only to touch air.

At this time, she remembered that she didn't set the kettle today, and sighed.

"Wow ......"

She couldn't help but yawn. Although she went to bed early and woke up early like an old man, she only slept more than an hour ago after all. I really haven't slept enough.

The woman swallowed her saliva and put her hand on her throat. She felt a dry and sticky feeling and got out of bed to drink water. The woman covered her nakedness with a thick robe that had been placed aside, put on her slippers on her feet, and walked out of the room.

This mansion is the base of She, the head of the drug trade, Hilma, in the Kas Empire. It stands to reason that there should be dozens of subordinates in the mansion who are busy coming in and out, but now it is as dead silent as if it is empty.

Hilma walked down the hallway in amazement. When there are no nobles gatherings, the mansion is always quiet. But it's also too quiet.

The nobles were invited to this mansion in order to establish contacts.

In the case of aristocrats, even if they are sons-in-law, they often have to wait until they are old enough to inherit the family business. They are usually over 30 years old.

During this period, the only way to spend the money freely is to reach out to the parents, that is, the father. Even if they are already married and have children, they are not small adults. That's why Sylma invited these people to this mansion to play.

Sylma offered them wine, women, and drugs, and whispered sweet words in their ears that teased their pride. It also allows them to meet people who are on the same footing, making them feel close. Hilma used this to entertain them and build a friendly relationship.

When this nobleman inherits the family business, it is time to harvest. If the other party dares to try to break off the relationship, let him suffer, and if it can bring her more help, give him a little sweetness. In this way, she went further into the aristocratic society.

She walked down the quiet corridor in search of water to drink.

Quiet is not a bad thing. She also prefers silence rather than noisy voices. When she was drinking and messing with the nobles, although it was not written on her face, she was actually annoyed. However, the current situation is too unusual. The chilling silence made her feel like she was the only one in the mansion.

“…… What's going on? ”

It's impossible for the guards to leave their posts without even telling Hilma. She wanted to shout loudly, but if something unusual happened, it would be bad to let the enemy know where they were. She also thought about going back to her room and hiding under the covers, but then she might sit still and wait for death.

Those who do not act when they should act will only become food for others. This is her belief, and it is because she has always adhered to this that she has been able to climb all the way from a high-class courtesan to her current status.

She looked at both sides of the empty hallway a few times to make sure there was no one before she started walking.

Trusting her sixth sense, she walked to a hidden room that only she and the few knew. There are several magic items and gems, as well as an escape route. Although this is her base in the royal capital, there are several other strongholds in the royal capital. Maybe I should have fled to those places.

Creeping along, Hilma notices that something is wrong.

"It's ...... What. ”

She couldn't help but blurt out in a whisper. What Sylma noticed was something strange outside the window.

The windows are inlaid with thin glass and covered with several layers of vines. As a result, there is little light coming in from the outside. She tried to open the window, but she couldn't.

She hurriedly stared at the other windows in the hallway. Every window was blocked by vines.

"How? Who the hell is ......?"

Before she went to bed, it never became like this outside the window. It's impossible to become like this in just an hour. In that case, it must be magic.

So who exactly did it and for what purpose?

She couldn't understand that. Even so, she understands that the current situation is very bad.

"Damn it!"

After cursing, she began to run forward at a trot. I don't have the energy to pay attention to the hem of the robe. She just wanted to run into the hidden room early,

Came up the stairs and looked down at the first floor. Still as silent.

She carefully descended the stairs in the night light that shone through the cracks in the vines. At the same time thanks to the staircase with a thick carpet without making footsteps.

“——！”

Walking to the first floor, she gasped in surprise.

There was a figure in the hallway, staring at him all the time. The man stood as if he had melted into the shadows, but it was not like a thief or other profession lurking in the shadows, and it was only because of his dark complexion that he had this illusion.

It was a half-naked young man with strange patterns on his body that he had never seen before. He carried an eerie scimitar behind his back, which glowed cold in the moonlight.

Behind the unknown girl is the hidden room.

Thinking of the structure inside the mansion, Sylma prepared herself and approached her with trepidation.

If it was a nobleman who brought the fun, how nice it would be.

However, Sylma immediately gave up her naïve thoughts.

Hearing that she had been arrested, she was prepared to take refuge in a safe place because she didn't know what the higher-ups would do in the future. In this situation, no subordinates in the mansion would bring outsiders in or report to themselves.

If it weren't for the eerie atmosphere around him, Hilma would have decided that the child was a slave to satisfy the decadent interests of the nobility.

"Little brother...... What are you doing here?......"

She tried her best not to arouse the other party's warning, and slowly approached the past.

"- Hey! Auntie is the biggest here, right? ”

The childish-looking teenager said with some disdain.

What's going on with this person? Hilma now decided that this young man didn't look like a nobleman called a guard, since he was not a guard, but he was carrying a weapon behind his back, so what the hell was going on!?

"I don't-"

Halfway through that, she paused. She had a bad premonition.

To this day, she has always valued hunches more than anything else. She has always believed in hunches over common sense to this day. Even when common sense betrayed her, only this premonition never betrayed her.

"That's right! That's right. I'm the biggest in the house. ”

"That's it! That's it! I'm asking them! ”

The boy smiled. The smile was pure, and even in this situation, it almost burned in Hilma's heart to defile beautiful things.

Sylma looked in the direction he was pointing, her eyes filled with fear, and she smacked her mouth with her hands and swallowed her screams.

He was pointing in the direction of the guards, all of whom had now fallen in a pool of blood, and none of them were alive!

How, exactly? Kill so many guards silently! I slept by myself but didn't hear anything.

Sylma slumped down the stairs in fear......