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"Hmph, a few hairy boys who don't know the height of the sky, don't look at whose territory Bouniguez is." After seeing Raymond leading Tina's back and finally following Arroyo and Locke out of the hall, Baron Singler raised his hand and quietly wiped a drop of cold sweat from the corner of his forehead, and with a sneer in his mouth, he commented contemptuously on what the young thieves and his party had done.

But then again, the young man who seemed to be named Raymond had really taken him aback before. - Fat Sir thought to himself at the same time.

After all, he concluded with Arroyo that Baron Singler didn't dare to do anything to himself when he mistakenly thought that he was a member of the Doorien family, and Baron Singler thought that he was also a noble lord of Boenigs, and he didn't expect Raymond to really say that he would do it, and he almost lost his life in a trance.

If it weren't for the azure ring on his finger that summoned the Silver Knight.

Baron Singler sat down in his plush chair and bowed his head, reaching out with a somewhat happy look to stroke the ring on the middle finger of his right hand. He remembered that the ring had been snatched from an alien caravan by him and a collaborator named Gasco a week earlier.

At the time, he was hesitant about the plan to loot the caravan's belongings - but Freyr, the bard who claimed to see the future, told him that the plan would not be revealed, and that the collaborator named Gascol had brought him a group of excellent killers, so he finally ordered the collaborators to slaughter the caravan for the killers he had brought in.

Now that I think about it, isn't this item that can summon a powerful squire really a valuable treasure?

Thinking so, Baron Singler raised his head to look at the silver-armored knight who was still standing beside him at this time. Withdrawing his gaze again, he glanced sideways at the bard who had taken refuge in the beginning of the conflict.

He also remembered that this azure ring was originally instigated by this half-elf blind man who claimed to see fate in himself.

A somewhat complicated thought wandered through his mind for a moment, and he blinked his eyes for a moment, then turned his head in the direction of his gaze and whispered, "Freel." ”

"You call me, sir?" Hearing the baron's call, the blind half-elf poet turned his head sideways with the lute in his hand, and followed the direction of the sound with a smile on his face to the seat of the fat knight at the long table.

The stocky baron tilted his neck and raised his gaze to stare blankly at the blonde-haired, half-elf man for a long time.

I felt the atmosphere fall silent. Freer tilted his head in surprise, thinking for a moment that his lord had something to whisper to him, so he leaned down and lowered his head a little in front of Baron Singer.

However, the next second.

"Smack!"

A loud slap in the face.

A burning pain rose from the skin and the corners of his mouth, and Freer sat down on the floor of the hall with a crooked body, and the lute in his hand fell to the ground with a distressing sound.

The knights and guards in the hall looked this way, and then heard Baron Singer's eyes widen and his face turned red and he yelled at the blind half-elf poet: "You grandiose clown, don't you see the future?" Do you think I didn't know you thought things would turn out like this? Are you embarrassed to see me make a fool of myself in front of that lowly swordsman? Don't forget—if it weren't for me, a kind master, you would have starved to death in the streets! ”

"Ahem...... Adults teach us. Freire lifted a hand and touched his face, wiping the blood from the corner of his mouth with the back of his hand. Then he stood up with his other hand on the floor of the hall, "But instead of wasting precious energy on my lowly dog, if you think a little more about the question of 'how to give that Baron Torrenster a little more color,' you might be able to show more about who is the master of Boenigs, right?" ”

"Hmph. You don't need to remind me of that. Baron Singler snorted coldly

"What's your will, then?" Freill asked him softly with a swollen smile from the slap.

"......" Lord Boniguez let out a sigh of relief,

Then, gritting his teeth, he pinched the armrest of the plush seat. In a vicious and sinister voice, he viciously ordered: "Go and inform Gascoll and tell him that the time is for meat...... Even if it was a member of the Doorian family, that Sir Torrenster dared to condone his servant to kill Stewart. And then they blatantly attack me at the feast, and then they must pay for their arrogance! ”

"As you wish." After hearing the baron's throbbing murderous voice, the half-elven poet, who had half of his face swollen and red, chose to maintain a calm voice with a smile and replied respectfully.

Then, relying on his instincts, which had been blind for years, he turned around and retrieved his lute from the floor of the hall, then turned back and bowed slightly to his lord, then stepped aside.

……

When they left the castle, because Baron Singler had always regarded Arroyo as a member of the Dourion family, the guards of the castle did not stop the young thieves after receiving instructions from their lord, and Arroyo walked out of the Baron's castle with Locke, Raymond and Tina all the way back to the city outside the walls of Boenigs.

With his back to the inner wall, Arroyo couldn't help but raise his head and take a deep breath. Although Baron Singler did not dare to do anything to him and his companions at the banquet because of his false identity, he was not happy at all, as if you had seen a bastard do something evil in front of you, but you were bound to stand by for some reason.

Like Raymond, he was so disgusted with the twisted Baron Singler that he wanted to pierce his head with a sword - but just as he could never be as reckless and straightforward as Raymond, and could never be as upright and grasp of everything as Finn, it was only the sanity and prudence of his character that forced him to make a compromise choice in that situation.

This kind of compromise is not unacceptable. But it was like a few nasty flies that always wrapped around his heart, and made him haunted.

And the feeling of disgust began to grow stronger after he left the castle for some distance.

As the distance from Baron Singler's castle grew, some civilians in the city of Boenigs gradually came into the field of vision of the young thieves. In the eyes of the citizens, someone recognized him as a young "nobleman" named Torrenster from the north of the kingdom, and they suddenly looked at him with fear.

Reflecting on the "surprise" that Baron Singer presented to himself at the banquet, he could probably imagine what kind of oppressed life the people of the city of Bouniguez lived on a daily basis.

Raymond took Tina's little hand and walked behind Arroyo and Locke. Suddenly, the future Juggernaut closed his eyes and stopped, Arroyo and Locke were stunned, and then turned back to look strangely at the young swordsman who claimed to be "Sir Torrenster's servant".

The half-elf girl looked up at the young man holding her little hand with her eyes as clear as snow jewels.

Half an hour later-

"This is the second time you've stopped me. Arroyo. Raymond reopened his eyes, and finally couldn't hold back any more of the evil breath in his heart, and said what he wanted to complain about to Arroyo.

Arroyo looked at the companion with whom he had been with for a while, froze for a moment, and then asked him, "What do you mean, Raymond?" ”

Noticing that Locke's eyes suddenly became puzzled when he looked at him and Raymond, the thief youth was suddenly worried that Raymond had accidentally pierced his false identity at this time, so he specially used a high-minded tone when facing his servants when he asked Raymond.

He prayed in his heart that Raymond would understand what he meant.

However, it backfired, and the future Juggernaut's brain was not very good at turning. When Arroyo was heard, he was still talking to himself in an arrogant voice. The fire in Raymond's heart suddenly burned out of control.

Suddenly, the expression on his face became fierce, almost mistaking Arroyo for Baron Singer, glaring at the other party and saying word by word: "I could have killed those brutes...... Just like yesterday when you faced that security cavalry. ”

"But if we don't go. That Baron Singler could have killed us too. Arroyo immediately explained to him as well.

"So that's why you're always acting like a coward?" Raymond clenched his fists, his wrists trembled, and a sneer full of anger broke out on his face, "Leave Finn's side." You don't dare to do anything? ”

"I—"

"Am I wrong?!"

The anger rushed up from the bottom of his heart again, and the future sword master roared directly at the thief young man's face this time.

Raymond's angry roar stiffened the atmosphere for a moment. Locke's eyes wandered back and forth between Arroyo and Raymond, and he was surprised that the relationship between the two "master and servant" seemed to be much more complicated than he imagined.

Meanwhile. Hearing Raymond's roar at him clearly, Arroyo froze in place, his mind blank for a few seconds, and then realized that what Raymond had just said sounded hurtful, but it was not wrong.

That is—since he had parted ways with Finn's soldiers on the lakeside outside Hurengel, he did seem to have become more cautious than ever, lest one accidentally cause some new trouble. I don't know when this strange state of mind has been.,It really seems to make his behavior seem more and more constrained.。

Raymond is reckless, but his reckless heart is filled with courage.

And what about yourself? What kind of heart is in your chest? -- While his eyes were in a state of flux, the young thief asked himself.

A ...... On the surface, it can be explained as reason, but in fact, it is just a cowardly heart?

"Brother Raymond......" felt that the atmosphere in the team had deteriorated, and at the same time, he felt the anger from the heart of the swordsman youth from Raymond's clenched hands, Tina raised her little head, gently pulled Raymond's sleeve, and looked at Raymond with an anxious look in her eyes and pleaded, "Please don't say any more, Brother Raymond...... We're all friends. ”

The little girl's voice broke the deadlock like a drop of water falling on the surface of the lake.

Hearing Tina's pleading voice, Raymond was stunned for a moment, only to realize that he had indeed said something excessive.

"Uh...... Sorry, I forgot what I said. Then he swallowed like a clam. The toad suppressed the anger in his heart with difficulty, raised his hand and scratched the hair on the back of his head embarrassedly, and turned his gaze to the side of the thief young man.

“…… It's okay, don't take it personally. Hearing Raymond's apology, Arroyo pursed her lips, but she still felt that the atmosphere was a little awkward, so she had to respond, "But then again, it's not early." ”

"yes, it's getting late." Raymond turned his head in the direction of the city center, glanced at the towering castle of Baron Singler from afar, and noticed that the sky was gradually turning dark, "Where are we going next?" Do you want to go back to your hotel? ”

"Hmm...... We'll stay in the city for another night tonight, and we'll leave here to-morrow, so—" Arroyo thought about it for a moment, and just thought about it, he answered as Raymond suggested, but suddenly something came to mind, and immediately changed his words, "No, we won't stay at the hotel tonight." ”

"Huh?" Raymond looked surprised.

"Listen to me." Arroyo stared at Raymond with a determined gaze, "I have a hunch that Baron Singler might find an opportunity to give us some trouble...... To be on the safe side, let's go to Arno—now. (To be continued.) )