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But the rapid loss of blood made it difficult for him to even move a finger.
"Whoo~"
Aoba took a deep breath as she stepped out of the courtyard.
The slight stinging sensation at the tip of his nose made him feel a little better.
Even after living two lives, this was the first time he had ever seen such a scene.
so. .
"There's no need for such a dirty place to exist."
He stood in front of the courtyard gate.
When Chelsea saw him come out, she ran straight over to him.
"Resolved!?"
The girl was surprised by Aoba's speed.
Looking at the house, which hadn't made a sound, the fire inside seemed to have grown a little bigger.
"You burned this?"
"Speak, what kind of help do you need?"
Qingye, carrying the holy sword, forced a smile but did not answer.
"you.."
Chelsea paused for a moment.
The fire in the courtyard gradually grew larger, and crackling sounds echoed throughout the mansion.
Guards began to run towards them.
The girl looked towards Qingye through the firelight.
The chef seemed to be acting strangely.
Were you disgusted?
That's true, not many men could handle that kind of situation.
Even Captain Eric couldn't wait to stay far away from the ambassador.
"Quick! Put out the fire!!"
The urgent voices of soldiers could be heard from not far away.
I heard a series of hurried footsteps.
Chelsea quickly grabbed Aoba's hand and ran to the other side, saying, "Someone's coming, let's go!"
?
Aoba smiled helplessly as he looked at Chelsea's arm that was being held by him.
The sounds of shouts for help to put out a fire came from inside the mansion.
The firelight illuminated the dimly lit areas.
Even though Chelsea had planned her route, she still couldn't escape the eyes of some people under the firelight.
“Chelsey~”
"Shh!"
If you encounter a maid on the road, it's fine; even if you see her, you just walk away in silence.
And those soldiers...
Clang!
The holy sword floated through the air and swept past.
Snowflakes, the blood of the defeated, scattered all over the ground.
The ambassador's residence was bustling tonight, but even with the flames soaring into the sky, no one came out to watch the spectacle.
Chelsea led Aoba around the mansion, finally stopping in front of a secluded basement.
"here it is?"
"It's a treasure trove."
Chelsea's light red eyes shone brightly, and she breathed heavily as she directed Aoba:
"Do me a small favor and open this."
She pointed to the treasure vault, which was completely sealed and didn't even have a keyhole.
This was something she had planned long ago.
Once I get what I need from the treasure vault, leaving this place to become an assassin wouldn't be bad.
The words fell.
Aoba didn't hesitate at all.
He picked up the holy sword and began to slash.
Suddenly.
The treasure cave entrance was wide open.
A few treasures came into view, but Qingye only glanced at them before sheathing her holy sword and walking out of the mansion.
He's going back.
Mine and Aoichi were still waiting at the hotel.
I'm afraid I can't stay in this city either.
"Look closely, everyone! There's movement over here!"
Outside the basement.
A line of soldiers is searching this area.
Aoba frowned.
The holy sword he was carrying began to emit soft humming sounds.
It seems like getting out of here easily is not going to be possible.
"Eh~?"
"Master Chef!?" Chelsea's puzzled voice came from behind 447.
Green leaves turn back.
She wasn't holding any treasure in her hand; instead, she was just holding an ordinary box.
"Hehe, just you wait and see."
The girl winked at him.
I opened the box, took out something that looked like a cotton pad, and wiped my face.
after..
A large, obese figure appeared in front of Aoba.
"this.."
"This is the Imperial Arms~"
Chelsea, in her ambassadorial state, coughed twice seriously, and then proceeded to do exactly what she had memorized.
They walked out of the basement.
"Lord Pete!"
"What's all the noise about? Don't you have anything better to do?"
"We apologize for disturbing your enjoyment, sir. There was a fire at the mansion just now, and we are worried that there might be assassins trying to kill you."
"An assassin? Where's Eric?"
"Captain Eric, we don't know the situation yet."
"A bunch of useless trash! Hurry up and go find it!"
"Yes! Your lord!"
After a heated argument, the soldiers outside walked away.
Aoba also came up from the basement.
Looking at Chelsea, who had returned to her original form, I was very curious:
"This Imperial Arm can transform into someone else?"
"It's makeup."
"That's amazing."
"Hmph, impressive, huh? I'm going to be an assassin too.
Chelsea's face beamed with an unprecedented smile.
She just wanted to get some money and leave.
Who would have thought there would be something like this in the treasure vault?
"Then I'll leave first."
Looking at the snow falling all around, Aoba took his leave.
"Hey, chef, I don't know your name yet..."
Does a name matter?
"Isn't it important?" Chelsea pulled out a lollipop and took a bite. "Besides, we're partners now!"
The words fell.