Thanks to Emily's time-saving measures, Killian was able to reach the entrance to the canal safely.
“I’m glad you came on time.”
Duke Howard, who had been worried that Killian might be late, breathed a sigh of relief.
“I will now move forward with my private soldiers.”
Duke Howard was to keep watch around the walls to prevent the royal family from escaping during the coup.
“When Duke Sadie arrives at the palace, do not oppose him forcefully, but let him in.”
Since only Killian could possibly deal with the Duke, it was obvious that if they carelessly touched the Duke of Sadie, they would only end up losing valuable forces.
Duke Howard responded with understanding to Killian's words and quickly left for his position.
The palace of the Vancent was a castle-like palace, and the height of the walls was over 18 meters, so it was impossible to enter over the walls.
The organization led by Killian and Messina, along with the Marquis of Huppert's private soldiers, decided to enter the castle through the underground waterway connected to the castle.
The waterway had a complex, labyrinthine structure, connecting all the castles within the palace, and thus had various exits.
Fortunately, the Marquis of Huppert, a former Knight Commander, knew the structure of the waterway well.
"There are guards in the main castle, so it would be dangerous to enter directly. Let's go through the west castle."
The western castle was once the residence of the imprisoned royal family, but it is now unused and therefore less guarded than the other areas.
"All right."
Still, the front ranks loaded their guns in advance in case there were soldiers at the entrance to the canal.
Following the Marquis of Huppert, he was able to reach his destination without any difficulty.
At the exit, the Marquis Huppert put his index finger to his lips and signaled for silence.
The sound of knights chattering could be heard near the door.
As expected, since the waterway was directly connected to the outside, it seems that guards were posted even in this abandoned palace.
There weren't many voices to be heard. Maybe two or three at most?
“We’ll go out and deal with them.”
The Messina and Rezzetta families stepped forward, drawing stiletto daggers.
It was the weapon of choice because the noise from using magic bullets or grenades could attract knights.
Messina first put her ear to the door to check for any signs of activity outside.
“Three people are right.”
She then gestured to two of her subordinates. They had been working together in close coordination and assassination for over ten years.
They opened the door by surprise and went out, and without giving the knights a chance to draw their swords, they immediately stabbed themselves with daggers.
Because the blade was very thin and long, it penetrated deep into the gaps in the black armor.
As the mortally wounded knights fell unconscious, the Rezetta family skillfully captured them.
“Yes, let’s move now.”
Emily and her group also arrived at the entrance to the reservoir.
“I think this is the entrance, but it’s locked.”
“Should I break it?”
Alvin shook his head at Ivan's words.
“If you break the door at the entrance to the water channel without permission, the water tank may burst.”
“As expected, things never go smoothly.”
“Would you mind stepping aside for a moment? I’ll open this.”
Cezanne's eyes widened as Emily took the universal key out of her pocket.
“Madam, when did you get this?”
“As Cezanne said, you should always be prepared for emergencies.”
Emily spoke solemnly and began to turn the key deftly.
There was a clicking sound from inside, and in less than 10 seconds, the lock was easily unlocked.
“Now I have no choice but to admit that you have truly changed, Madam.”
Alvin said in admiration.
Perhaps because his first impression of Emily was that she was a weak noblewoman, the fact that she had undergone mafia training and had A-class magical powers hadn't really sunk in yet.
“I told you, I'm stronger than Alvin.”
“I admit it, but I will still open this door.”
Ivan, who was standing next to her, kicked the padlock off the floor and pulled the wooden door open with force.
The door creaked and moved heavily.
“Wow, it’s huge.”
The reservoir was a structure with about 300 pillars tightly placed in a grid pattern, firmly supporting the ground.
The floor was quite flooded, so they had to use the wooden steps installed for the reservoir managers to move around.
“Priest, could you please create some light with your holy power?”
Mayo asked the priest, Franz.
“... it is possible to make it.”
Although he felt uneasy about suddenly becoming a human lamp, he continued to create light without much complaint.
“That’s amazing!”
A bead-shaped light appeared from the palm of the priest Franz's hand.
“Ahem, it’s nothing.”
It seemed like the priest was also happy to hear the compliment.
Anyway, the remaining six people relied on the light and slowly walked along the path with wooden steps.
“Ugh!”
As Chili was about to fall over after stepping on a rotten part of the stepping stone, Mayo, who was following behind, quickly caught Chili and held her in his arms.
"Are you okay?"
“Yeah, thanks.”
Chili tried to hide her embarrassment and tried to get out of his arms, but Mayo, not wanting to miss this opportunity, put more strength into her arms and said.
“Don’t worry, Chili, even if you fall into the water, I’ll save you.”
“Get your hands off me, Mayo. Before I actually throw you in the water.”
At Chili's firm words, Mayo's arm gave out limply.
“Tsk tsk.”
Alvin clicked his tongue at the back of Mayo's head.
“Why are you sitting here doing such a ridiculous thing in a situation where every second counts?”
“Look, Mayo, that guy has a chance if he somehow creates an opportunity.”
Alvin frowned at Ivan's words.
“Possibility?”
“There is a possibility that he will date Chili.”
Alvin asked back as if he had never heard of it before.
“So, does that mean he doesn’t do that to just anyone, but that he really likes chili?”
“You didn’t know?”
Everyone there looked at Alvin with pity.
Even the priest Franz, who had only spent a few hours with him, knew this.
“You can’t date because you’re so dull.”
“Shut up, Ivan!”
Because Alvin would get upset whenever the topic of love came up, they had to hurry our steps for a while in a tense atmosphere.
And how long had they walked? As they were walking along the canal for a while, a ray of light caught their eye.
“It looks like we’ve finally reached the exit.”
The exit attached to the ceiling was structured so that one had to climb up wooden stairs.
“Where does that door lead to?”
It was a situation where they had no idea what was going on because there was no map.
Mayo took out a hat from the backpack he had brought.
"What's this?"
When Emily asked with a puzzled look on her face, Cezanne explained on her behalf.
“This is the hat that Killian wore when he was on an operation in the past.”
It was the special hat that Killian had worn when he faced the Rezetta family just a few months ago.
Mayo was planning to put on the hat and stick his head out slightly to check the situation outside, in case an enemy attack came.
“But why does Mayo have that?”
When Alvin questioned him with a suspicious look, Cezanne spoke again.
“I had it as a trophy, but Mayo wanted it, so I gave it to him as a birthday present.”
“Yes.”
Mayo put his hat on his head with a solemn expression.
The hat, which was tailored to Killian's head size, was a little tight on him, but not so much that it was unbearable.
“Be careful not to let anyone notice.”
“Yes, don’t worry.”
Mayo, wearing a hat, strode up the wooden stairs and opened the door slightly.
From the other hallway, the sound of soldiers walking in groups could be heard.
“Cover it again quickly.”
"Yes."
Mayo quickly closed the door and went back down the wooden stairs.
“We have to go the other way.”
They walked further in. The exit they discovered was filled with the aroma of food.
“I think this is connected to the kitchen.”
At Roxy's words, Mayo took something out of his bag again.
“It’s my turn to step up again this time.”
Mayo took out the hat he had been wearing in the kitchen.
“If you pretend to be a palace chef, no one will suspect anything.”
Emily looked worriedly at Mayo as he confidently climbed the stairs.
“Is that hat the same as the one worn by the palace chef?”
“I don’t know about that.”
Cezanne answered somewhat shamelessly.
“What? Otherwise, Mayo’s true identity will be revealed.”
“Then I guess we should consider Mayo’s luck to be limited to that.”
After a while, Mayo's bright voice was heard from above.
“There’s no one here!”
Emily sighed in relief and muttered.
“It’s fortunate that Mayo is lucky.”
Mayo and the rest of the people also left through the kitchen entrance.
Looking at the stew still bubbling and the vegetables still being cut, it seemed that the kitchen staff had also fled when the chaos broke out in the palace.
“But where should we go now?”
“We need to find an official meeting room.”
It was better to do what could be done right away than to search for Killian, whose whereabouts were unknown.
Ivan, inspired by Emily's words, pumped his fist into the air and spoke forcefully.
“Yes! Let’s go!”
“Keep your voice down, you idiot.”
Roxy hit Ivan on the back of the head.
Priest Franz, who had been quietly following behind, let out a deep sigh.
Can we trust these people and go with them?
“I’m glad you came on time.”
Duke Howard, who had been worried that Killian might be late, breathed a sigh of relief.
“I will now move forward with my private soldiers.”
Duke Howard was to keep watch around the walls to prevent the royal family from escaping during the coup.
“When Duke Sadie arrives at the palace, do not oppose him forcefully, but let him in.”
Since only Killian could possibly deal with the Duke, it was obvious that if they carelessly touched the Duke of Sadie, they would only end up losing valuable forces.
Duke Howard responded with understanding to Killian's words and quickly left for his position.
The palace of the Vancent was a castle-like palace, and the height of the walls was over 18 meters, so it was impossible to enter over the walls.
The organization led by Killian and Messina, along with the Marquis of Huppert's private soldiers, decided to enter the castle through the underground waterway connected to the castle.
The waterway had a complex, labyrinthine structure, connecting all the castles within the palace, and thus had various exits.
Fortunately, the Marquis of Huppert, a former Knight Commander, knew the structure of the waterway well.
"There are guards in the main castle, so it would be dangerous to enter directly. Let's go through the west castle."
The western castle was once the residence of the imprisoned royal family, but it is now unused and therefore less guarded than the other areas.
"All right."
Still, the front ranks loaded their guns in advance in case there were soldiers at the entrance to the canal.
Following the Marquis of Huppert, he was able to reach his destination without any difficulty.
At the exit, the Marquis Huppert put his index finger to his lips and signaled for silence.
The sound of knights chattering could be heard near the door.
As expected, since the waterway was directly connected to the outside, it seems that guards were posted even in this abandoned palace.
There weren't many voices to be heard. Maybe two or three at most?
“We’ll go out and deal with them.”
The Messina and Rezzetta families stepped forward, drawing stiletto daggers.
It was the weapon of choice because the noise from using magic bullets or grenades could attract knights.
Messina first put her ear to the door to check for any signs of activity outside.
“Three people are right.”
She then gestured to two of her subordinates. They had been working together in close coordination and assassination for over ten years.
They opened the door by surprise and went out, and without giving the knights a chance to draw their swords, they immediately stabbed themselves with daggers.
Because the blade was very thin and long, it penetrated deep into the gaps in the black armor.
As the mortally wounded knights fell unconscious, the Rezetta family skillfully captured them.
“Yes, let’s move now.”
***
Emily and her group also arrived at the entrance to the reservoir.
“I think this is the entrance, but it’s locked.”
“Should I break it?”
Alvin shook his head at Ivan's words.
“If you break the door at the entrance to the water channel without permission, the water tank may burst.”
“As expected, things never go smoothly.”
“Would you mind stepping aside for a moment? I’ll open this.”
Cezanne's eyes widened as Emily took the universal key out of her pocket.
“Madam, when did you get this?”
“As Cezanne said, you should always be prepared for emergencies.”
Emily spoke solemnly and began to turn the key deftly.
There was a clicking sound from inside, and in less than 10 seconds, the lock was easily unlocked.
“Now I have no choice but to admit that you have truly changed, Madam.”
Alvin said in admiration.
Perhaps because his first impression of Emily was that she was a weak noblewoman, the fact that she had undergone mafia training and had A-class magical powers hadn't really sunk in yet.
“I told you, I'm stronger than Alvin.”
“I admit it, but I will still open this door.”
Ivan, who was standing next to her, kicked the padlock off the floor and pulled the wooden door open with force.
The door creaked and moved heavily.
“Wow, it’s huge.”
The reservoir was a structure with about 300 pillars tightly placed in a grid pattern, firmly supporting the ground.
The floor was quite flooded, so they had to use the wooden steps installed for the reservoir managers to move around.
“Priest, could you please create some light with your holy power?”
Mayo asked the priest, Franz.
“... it is possible to make it.”
Although he felt uneasy about suddenly becoming a human lamp, he continued to create light without much complaint.
“That’s amazing!”
A bead-shaped light appeared from the palm of the priest Franz's hand.
“Ahem, it’s nothing.”
It seemed like the priest was also happy to hear the compliment.
Anyway, the remaining six people relied on the light and slowly walked along the path with wooden steps.
“Ugh!”
As Chili was about to fall over after stepping on a rotten part of the stepping stone, Mayo, who was following behind, quickly caught Chili and held her in his arms.
"Are you okay?"
“Yeah, thanks.”
Chili tried to hide her embarrassment and tried to get out of his arms, but Mayo, not wanting to miss this opportunity, put more strength into her arms and said.
“Don’t worry, Chili, even if you fall into the water, I’ll save you.”
“Get your hands off me, Mayo. Before I actually throw you in the water.”
At Chili's firm words, Mayo's arm gave out limply.
“Tsk tsk.”
Alvin clicked his tongue at the back of Mayo's head.
“Why are you sitting here doing such a ridiculous thing in a situation where every second counts?”
“Look, Mayo, that guy has a chance if he somehow creates an opportunity.”
Alvin frowned at Ivan's words.
“Possibility?”
“There is a possibility that he will date Chili.”
Alvin asked back as if he had never heard of it before.
“So, does that mean he doesn’t do that to just anyone, but that he really likes chili?”
“You didn’t know?”
Everyone there looked at Alvin with pity.
Even the priest Franz, who had only spent a few hours with him, knew this.
“You can’t date because you’re so dull.”
“Shut up, Ivan!”
Because Alvin would get upset whenever the topic of love came up, they had to hurry our steps for a while in a tense atmosphere.
And how long had they walked? As they were walking along the canal for a while, a ray of light caught their eye.
“It looks like we’ve finally reached the exit.”
The exit attached to the ceiling was structured so that one had to climb up wooden stairs.
“Where does that door lead to?”
It was a situation where they had no idea what was going on because there was no map.
“I can't help it. It seems the time has come to use this.”
"What's this?"
When Emily asked with a puzzled look on her face, Cezanne explained on her behalf.
“This is the hat that Killian wore when he was on an operation in the past.”
It was the special hat that Killian had worn when he faced the Rezetta family just a few months ago.
Mayo was planning to put on the hat and stick his head out slightly to check the situation outside, in case an enemy attack came.
“But why does Mayo have that?”
When Alvin questioned him with a suspicious look, Cezanne spoke again.
“I had it as a trophy, but Mayo wanted it, so I gave it to him as a birthday present.”
“Yes.”
Mayo put his hat on his head with a solemn expression.
The hat, which was tailored to Killian's head size, was a little tight on him, but not so much that it was unbearable.
“Be careful not to let anyone notice.”
“Yes, don’t worry.”
Mayo, wearing a hat, strode up the wooden stairs and opened the door slightly.
From the other hallway, the sound of soldiers walking in groups could be heard.
“Cover it again quickly.”
"Yes."
Mayo quickly closed the door and went back down the wooden stairs.
“We have to go the other way.”
They walked further in. The exit they discovered was filled with the aroma of food.
“I think this is connected to the kitchen.”
At Roxy's words, Mayo took something out of his bag again.
“It’s my turn to step up again this time.”
Mayo took out the hat he had been wearing in the kitchen.
“If you pretend to be a palace chef, no one will suspect anything.”
Emily looked worriedly at Mayo as he confidently climbed the stairs.
“Is that hat the same as the one worn by the palace chef?”
“I don’t know about that.”
Cezanne answered somewhat shamelessly.
“What? Otherwise, Mayo’s true identity will be revealed.”
“Then I guess we should consider Mayo’s luck to be limited to that.”
After a while, Mayo's bright voice was heard from above.
“There’s no one here!”
Emily sighed in relief and muttered.
“It’s fortunate that Mayo is lucky.”
Mayo and the rest of the people also left through the kitchen entrance.
Looking at the stew still bubbling and the vegetables still being cut, it seemed that the kitchen staff had also fled when the chaos broke out in the palace.
“But where should we go now?”
“We need to find an official meeting room.”
It was better to do what could be done right away than to search for Killian, whose whereabouts were unknown.
Ivan, inspired by Emily's words, pumped his fist into the air and spoke forcefully.
“Yes! Let’s go!”
“Keep your voice down, you idiot.”
Roxy hit Ivan on the back of the head.
Priest Franz, who had been quietly following behind, let out a deep sigh.
Can we trust these people and go with them?
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