'That's why the Princess came here today.'
Hydra protecting the sphere. Perhaps that scroll is the Regent's weakness. Cesare was able to guess without difficulty.
However, even considering the necessity, Medea's action of jumping into the swamp where the legendary demonic beast was located seemed to be cruelty, not courage.
In addition, Hydra was a difficult monster that even 8-star knights had a hard time with due to its strong poison and the ability to grow two new heads in its place when one of Its heads was cut off.
It is not a level that an ordinary person, not even a knight, can deal with alone.
However, Medea calmly pushed Cesare's hand away and adjusted the crossbow.
Then, as if she couldn't hear him, she shot an arrow.
"Princess, if things continue like this, you will die before the Prince Regent."
Cesare warned solemnly.
How many times has he seen brave heroes who, confident in their talents, jumped into dangerous situations and then disappeared?
This current situation is neither an easy place nor a target for the Princess of Valdina to jump into, trusting only with her own brain.
"The Prince Regent is not a great person to deal with, even to the point of death. You would know."
Only then did the indifferent face turn her head and look at Cesare.
"If I were you, I would say the same thing."
The green eyes were as calm as black water. However, it seemed as if she would not be shaken even if a tsunami came.
"But as you know, the powerless idiot Princess of Valdina is given only a few cards. So she has no choice but to make the most of what she has."
"Including your own life?"
Instead of being offended by Cesare's direct ridicule, Medea smiled self-mockingly.
"Unfortunately, yes."
And he aimed her bow at Hydra's neck.
Cesare paused.
The small, thin arrow looked ordinary at first glance.
However, after living on the battlefield for a long time, he noticed a change in the arrow.
The tip was fed with black latex, presumed to be poison, and the shaft of the arrow was fed with stiff vinegar. And the smell of gunpowder came out of the small pouch hanging on her collar.
"Yes, you could have done it again."
Cesare burst into laughter. Also, it was because he realized that he had shown an unsightly appearance like last time.
He swore he was not a good person who cared about anyone's safety.
Rather, he would take advantage of the opponent's dangerous situation and turn it into a maximum advantage.
However, in front of this Princess of Valdina, he has already shown cheap sympathy several times. Even before he realized it, his body started moving.
None of this was like her. Perhaps Terence's warning was correct.
A strange, inexplicable war feeling mixed with interest and displeasure flowed between the beautiful eyes.
"Stand back."
Medea, who could not possibly understand Cesare's inner thoughts, passed him by without saying a word.
With the sound of cutting the wind, the crossbow aimed at Hydra hit the neck accurately. Cesare narrowed his eyebrows.
'There was no report that the Princess could do archery.'
Even the information power of the facade, which is one of the best on the continent, failed to reveal the Princess's true face.
When will we ever know everything about this little girl?
Kaaaaak-!
The hydra tried to break the arrow by twisting its head, but the arrow shaft filled with vinegar only dug painfully into the flesh.
And then boom!
It exploded.
Instead of being cut cleanly like Cesare's earlier, the cross-section where the gunpowder exploded and the head disappeared was tattered, as if someone had violently torn it off with their hands.
Kyaaaagh-!
The swamp was filled with the screams of the Hydra.
The two heads should have sprouted on their own, but the gunpowder ash left at the explosion site prevented new heads from growing.
She raised her crossbow again and aimed at the second head.
Cesare watched as the Princess harpooned the second head.
Somehow, Cesare was dissatisfied.
He is here. The way the Princess dealt with Hydra alone, completely excluding him, showed with her whole body that she didn't even care about Cesare.
You ignore me so much.
A grim smile spread across his beautiful face.
Cesare picked up his sword.
Medea's green gaze caught a glance.
"Let me help you."
She didn't say that her pride needed help.
Her skill in stopping Hydra's surprise attack earlier and cutting off the first head was definitely not a lie.
"Congratulations, Princess. Because you made this body move."
He decided to just ignore the arrogant response.
"What should I do?"
"Cut it vertically."
Medea gave a brief command.
The intention was to fire the crossbow into the vertical crack. So that the arrow can penetrate deeper inside.
"As you command."
He straightened his back. His slim yet sturdy body felt languid, like an animal stretching.
Cesare's feet lightly kicked the ground.
It seemed like it was flying over the cut cross-section of the Hydra, and then it flashed. A silver line was drawn in the air.
As the third head split lengthwise and staggered, the crossbow struck through it like lightning.
Kyaaaagh-!
The remaining heads straightened their bodies with their teeth wide open. Black poison dripped.
But it was unnecessary tension. Before they could even open their mouths, another one died.
Finally, there is one left.
'It was said that the last head of the Hydra was immortal and could not be killed.'
However, before Medea could draw out the moves she had prepared, the last head fell down.
The swamp was violently rocked Iike shaking waves.
Medea looked at him with surprised eyes. Acares, this is why his skills are so much better than she expected.
'How can such a superpower be a mercenary for Façade?'
Cesare suppressed his laughter as her eyes did not hide her astonishment.
For the first time, it was a clear feeling that broke through that indifferent face and leaked out. Somehow, a low sense of satisfaction bubbled up in his stomach.
'There are times when the darkness of the beginning can be useful.'
It was the darkness dissolved in his blood that put the last head of Hydra, known as immortal, to sleep.
No matter how strong the monster was, it could not resist something from the beginning.
Cesare shrugged. Even his light movements overflowed with arrogance and leisure.
"As you command."
He did it.
She was able to understand the omitted afterword. Medea nodded her head.
***
The two returned to Etienne's office.
Medea sealed the certificate well and put it into her bosom.
She then damaged the magic circle drawn on the floor with an arrowhead. It was a preparedness measure in case the Duke tried to retrieve the receipt.
The twinkling golden eyes watched her the whole time.
Except for the first time, he took a step back and watched as if observing her actions with a hint of interest.
Medea, who was about to get up, stopped.
Cesare's eyes also narrowed, as if he felt something. The atmosphere in the mansion was chaotic.
Bam!
The windows were broken all at once.
Then, an arrow flew through the broken window and stuck in various places between the couch, bookshelves, and walls.
“Kyaaaa-!”
A clearer scream rang out throughout the mansion. Medea looked down at the mansion from the window.
Men dressed in black wandering around the Count's residence were killing the minister's relatives at random.
Those inside the mansion were dragged out of the garden, including the minister's mother and his brother.
The minister's mother looked like she was about to faint.
"Who is this! Who are you!"
"How can you kill someone so shamelessly! My son you are looking for is not here but in the palace!"
"Mother! Oh-!"
The hat fell down with a flash of a blade.
These words were nothing special compared to the butler who died first while trying to stop an intruder.
"Ahh! Help me!"
A brutal massacre unfolded. It seemed as if the gorgeous mansion, reminiscent of a royal palace, had been moved to hell.
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