After choosing to leave, they regretted it.

"That bastard Jerome, he intercepted that shipment of goods two months ago and still hasn't apologized. He even keeps saying that stopping the slave trade is the nobles' mission. Ugh, uh, uh, disgusting, really disgusting~"

The blond young man smiled and replied:

"Don't worry, my father went there personally last month. The noble mission is nothing more than paying extra money. It's already been resolved, and there won't be any more obstacles this time."

"That's right, no decent person would talk about noble duties all day long."

"Yes."

"Do you know?"

"I won't."

"If you just talk about it, is that still called responsibility?"

"Despicable!"

The crisp sound of wine glasses clinking and loud and extremely harsh laughter echoed in the room.

It was like a rain of arrows, tearing Heidi's last remaining fantasy into pieces.

At first, she thought the content was slander.

Then, she thought these guys wouldn't be so excessive.

Then, she felt that this was just the individual behavior of a few bad apples and an isolated case.

All were ruthlessly exposed.

and then?

How else can I deceive myself?

Beware of massive cases?

If Heidi was two months old, she would probably be able to fool herself no matter what.

However, it doesn't work anymore.

The tragic scene of the royal capital was still vivid in his mind, and what he had seen and heard along the way was irrefutable evidence.

And Aize.

In the past, every time after dealing with the nobles at a party, Aize would return to the base with a look of fatigue and disgust on his face.

"Nobles are such a disgusting thing to look at."

Whenever asked, he would say so without hesitation.

Heidi at that time didn't care about it.

I just think that the common people in the other world are ignorant, sour grapes because they can't eat them, and jealous of what the nobles have, so they say such things.

What now?

Unfortunately, her ex-fiancé's words, in an almost ironic form, turned into an invisible slap that hit her hard in the face.

At this point, Heidi even went beyond anger and showed a helpless bitter smile.

"Aize, in your eyes, am I the same as these guys?"

Maybe that's true.

That's why he showed those subtle expressions when I saw him for the last time.

What a joke.

A joke so funny that even I can't help laughing.

But, so what?

Bang! ! ! ! !

Swah——

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhh-"

At the moment when the music in the hall reached its maximum volume, Heidi's petite body suddenly jumped up from the eaves, slammed the window, and jumped in at the fastest speed.

While the two men were stunned and didn't even have time to react, the dagger hidden in her sleeve had already cut the noble young man's neck.

Crimson liquid gushed out from the blooming flesh, and the latter fell to the ground with a scream, and died almost instantly.

Blood stained Heidi and Stevenson's faces red.

"Bah, how disgusting! Even more disgusting than the demon bastards. Black-hearted fellow, even his blood becomes dirty?"

The princess spat out the blood that spurted out of her mouth with a look of disgust, then held the dagger and looked at Stevenson who was standing there in a daze, her expression numb as if she were a puppet.

The kingdom is extremely martial, and any nobleman has more or less good fighting ability.

Stevenson even had good results in fencing competitions among nobles.

The sword was at his waist at the moment. If he really wanted to resist, given Heidi's weak body and poor weapon, he might have a chance.

However, the murderous intent released by a battle-hardened warrior in extreme anger was simply not something a pampered young man like Stevenson could withstand.

So, the moment Heidi stared at him, he collapsed directly on the sofa.

Not to mention resisting, even running away or calling for help was impossible.

So Heidi calmly bent down and grabbed the noble young man's head.

He pulled the dying man up, held him in his hand, and stabbed his carotid artery more than ten times in a row.

Rather than finishing off the enemy, it felt more like pure venting of anger.

After the other party's remains became a horrible sight, Heidi finally let him go and turned to stand in front of Stevenson.

Stevenson, who had been so arrogant just now, was now like a frightened bird, curled up in a ball and trembling continuously:

"You... who are you? No... no matter who you are, please don't kill me! I... you... you can't get away even if you kill me! Spare my life, and I'll give you whatever you want!"

This performance is really nothing new.

A hint of disgust appeared on Heidi's numb face.

She reached out, grabbed Stevenson, snatched his sword, and pressed him hard against the wall.

Then, he asked:

"……Why?"

"Wha...what?"

"I ask you why you do all this! Are all the oaths and promises you made when you ascended the throne false? Is the honor of being a noble only worth this much in your eyes?!"

Heidi roared hysterically.

Under the current circumstances, shouting and yelling like this is tantamount to suicide.

But for Her Royal Highness the Princess at this moment, asking these questions and getting answers are even more important than the life and death of these two bastards.

Such a question without a beginning or an end obviously made Stevenson a little confused.

Even if I wanted to beg for mercy, I didn't know how to start.

Of course, as the initial shock gradually faded, Stevenson gradually calmed down and began to look at the slender girl in front of him.

At first, he thought it was an assassin hired by the local people.

After all, with all the shit he did here, people who wanted him dead could line up from here to the capital, circle around, and then come back.

But after seeing the familiar facial features up close, the image of a person who could not possibly be here gradually emerged in my mind.

"...Your Highness...the King...the Princess!?"

Because his hair had turned black and his face was covered in blood, no one recognized him at first.

As for this title, the assassin in front of him simply did not comment, which further verified this situation.

But...why is the princess here?

Stevenson didn't have time to think about it. Now that he had confirmed the other party's identity, he naturally had to beg for mercy:

"Your Highness, Princess, please calm down. We can talk it out. There must be some misunderstanding here... Yes, there must be a misunderstanding..."

"Imposing heavy taxes, allowing soldiers to wreak havoc, forcibly abducting women, and trafficking in human beings—any one of these is enough to get you killed ten thousand times over! Misunderstanding!? What kind of misunderstanding is that!?"

Things have come to this point, and Heidi has made up her mind to kill.

Any excuses from the other party would only make her more angry and disgusted.

The reason why the other party was still breathing was simply because she wanted an answer.

Even if we can rationally understand what these guys did, it might seem reasonable.

But emotionally, she was unable, or unwilling, to understand.

Why can these guys treat the very foundation of the nobility's livelihood so lightly?

Heidi herself knew that this behavior was meaningless.

To be honest, it's like a child who finds out that the contents of fairy tales are all fake, and then cries and throws a tantrum, refusing to admit it.

But for her, this meaningless answer must be obtained.

For this, she doesn't mind taking a little more risk.

Chapter 28 Hitchhiking

Stevenson was completely unable to understand Heidi's sudden appearance and her current inexplicable anger.

Her accusations are even more confusing.

After all...that's it?

Maybe I was a little bit too extreme compared to other nobles, but not so outrageous as to make this guy kill people directly, right?

Besides, this is not the first day I have been doing this.

Previously, Stevenson had fully believed that Heidi condoned these actions.

It was precisely in order to gain tacit approval for these actions that he supported the royal family despite the pressure.

Now...what's going on?

At this point, you're using these things to accuse me and even want to take my life?

Stevenson felt full of grievances.

Of course, with a knife at his neck, he didn't dare to disobey Heidi.

I could only smile and stammer:

"No... Um, Princess, I wonder where you heard this? I... I didn't do any of this. There must be some misunderstanding..."

"..."

Heidi looked at him, expressionless and silent.

This made Stevenson panic a little. Thinking about the fact that Heidi jumped in through the window, he realized that his conversation had been heard completely.

I hurriedly tried to make up for it:

"Well... I did help a little with the slave issue, but... I just helped them a little. Half of the nobles are doing this, and I... you see, I'm just an earl. They forced me to do it, so how could I..."

"..."

Heidi's features twitched.

This is what is called the gap in three views.

What she wanted to know was the other party's opinion based on aristocratic status, honor, dignity, and so on.

But it seemed that such a thing did not exist in the other party's mind at all, so that when he was making excuses, he could not remember it at all, and could only say things that made people feel even more disgusted.

enough.

So be it.

When Stevenson wanted to say something more, Her Royal Highness the Princess had already lost her patience.

The moment he was sure that he could not get the answer he wanted, he stabbed the opponent's throat with the dagger in his hand without hesitation.

"Gah—uh—"