After choosing to leave, they regretted it.

Chapter 42: Show Mercy (?)

It is obviously unlikely to expect to find a flaw in a simple conversation tonight, and Aize did not make such an unrealistic expectation.

I can only follow the process and ask what I want to ask quickly:

"There's something else I'm curious about. If you don't mind, could you tell me?"

"What is it?"

"You came here with an army of several thousand men, right? And you managed to get here from the Holy City in less than two weeks. How did you do it?"

Rosalyn blinked and replied with a smile:

"There's no need to ask how. Isn't it just a matter of hurrying on and on? The people in the Crusade Army are so enthusiastic about joining the expedition. Even when I told them to slow down, they wouldn't listen. Some even collapsed from exhaustion."

If only a few people were traveling, half a month would be enough, but marching was another matter entirely.

The food, drink, defecation, housing and transportation of thousands of people require a huge amount of supplies, as well as places to stop and rest along the way. Everything from logistics to route planning is indispensable. It is an extremely complicated task, even more troublesome than the battle itself.

Therefore, the time required to travel the same distance will be greatly increased.

What this guy said was pure bullshit.

Aize tried hard to control his emotions and continued to ask:

"That's it? Thousands of people, where did they get the food and water they needed? Where did they rest and camp along the way?"

"Water and food... Of course, we brought them with us when we left the Holy City. Dry rations and the like. The villages and towns we passed through along the way also provided us with a lot of support."

"As for rest, of course, if we get to a place where we can't walk any more, we'll just find a forest to rest. Didn't I just say that everyone is so busy on the road that they don't really want to rest~"

A forced march lasting more than ten days is basically impossible even for the elite knights or the Imperial Guards.

It sounds so real that I'm too lazy to write it down seriously.

Aize felt that his intelligence was seriously insulted.

Rosalyn still had a relaxed expression and even smiled nonchalantly.

"What's wrong? You keep asking these questions. Is there anything strange?"

"...No, I haven't."

Since he couldn't get anything out of it, Aize gave up.

"That's all for now. It's getting late. I'm going to... go back and rest."

All the things that had happened during the day had made Aize exhausted and mentally drained, and now he was burdened with an intense sense of frustration.

It's a bit unbearable.

Unexpectedly, Rosalyn's perfect smile, which had always been flawless, twitched briefly at these words.

But before Aize could react, she asked:

"That's it? Nothing else to say?"

“…No more? What happened?”

After spending two seconds thinking carefully, he probably didn't forget anything, so Aize didn't quite understand the other party's question at the moment.

Rosalyn didn't seem to want to say anything more:

"Nothing. Good night then. I have to go out of town."

"Outside the city? So late?"

"The believers are all outside the city. It's not appropriate for me to stay alone in the comfortable room of the castle. I just told the earl that he will send a car to take me there. If Aize is free, why not come and sit with us?"

Aize yawned and nodded:

"Well, let's talk about it later."

"Okay, then please take care of yourself. Bye."

Rosaline placed her staff on the ground, bowed slightly, then turned and left. The white figure quickly disappeared around the corner of the stairs.

Aize remained where he was, savoring the last words with a mask of pain on his face:

"Isn't this... a warning?"

Better to be careful tonight.

But you still have to sleep.

Expedition, Faceless Man, Rosaline, I have received a huge amount of information today, which has filled my brain to the point of causing indigestion. If I don't have a good rest, I won't be able to handle it.

You'd better go back to your room quickly.

Relying on his previous memories, Aize walked along the corridor of the castle towards Chris's room - which of course was now his own room.

There was a high probability that Chris would not be back tonight, so there was no need to worry about the troublesome problems that came with pretending to be a couple.

But even so, isn't it a bit bad to lie directly on someone's bed when the person is not around?

But it seems that there is no—

Wow! ! !

The moment he turned the corner, the sudden noise, accompanied by a biting chill, pulled Aize out of his increasingly confused thoughts.

I subconsciously jumped to the side and looked closely to find that a maid had fallen in the corridor.

It was not a puppet made by Villian, but a real human maid in the castle. There was an overturned metal basin on the ground next to her.

It seemed that he fell accidentally, and all the water spilled on Aize.

“It hurts… ah? Master A—Aize!?”

The maid fell quite hard and was still moaning and struggling slightly.

When he looked up, he saw Aize soaking wet in front of him. He was so frightened that he almost jumped up from the ground and kept bowing:

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry! It was my fault! Lord Aize, please don't blame me. I—I—"

Even under normal circumstances, such a clumsy mistake would inevitably result in a scolding, let alone when it was poured directly on Aize, the distinguished guest and son-in-law.

If it happened to some unreasonable nobles, they might even lose their lives.

And Aize just sighed softly and muttered softly:

"Does this mean that the warning just now has come true?"

"What? What did you say?"

Aize stroked his wet hair that was still dripping with water and shook his head.

"Nothing, don't worry about it. I was just going to take a shower and change clothes anyway. I'm not familiar with this place, so go get someone to help me get ready."

"well?"

Seeing that there was no intention of blaming her, the maid raised her head in slight surprise.

"What are you talking about? Go ahead... Oh, and remember to clean this place up. Otherwise, if your head maid finds out, you'll definitely get scolded."

"Yes, yes!! Thank you very much!!!"

The maid bowed ecstatically, then turned and ran quickly away to make preparations.

Aize began to think.

Being able to work in the core area of the castle, she must be an outstanding maid.

It's hard to imagine that such a person would make such a low-level mistake, and it would affect himself.

So, is it Rosaline who is doing something powerful again?

It doesn’t seem like it.

Before, in Tafia, Colin, the head of the Inquisition, was assassinated just a few minutes later because he interrupted Rosaline.

Subsequent investigations did not reveal any suspicious points. It was entirely a lone wolf action carried out by the assassin on his own initiative due to his radical beliefs.

The difference from the current situation is that in the Tafia incident, the assassin who was caught had obvious intention and frankly admitted his crime.

And this time, the maid seemed to be just careless.

There was nothing wrong with the panic and apology she showed, so it must be real.

After all, it's impossible that every maid in the castle has acting skills good enough to deceive Aize.

Then I'd better commit suicide by seppuku.

So, what's going on?

Mental manipulation is mental manipulation, but it's impossible to control even such an accident, right? Wouldn't that be interfering with the law of causality?

If you are so awesome, why fight a war? Why not just curse all the demons to death by sudden heart attacks? Wouldn't that be the end of it?

I don't understand. That guy's affairs are always so ambiguous.

But if she really did it on purpose, then she was really gentle with Aize compared to others.

"...My brain is about to burn out. I'll think about it tomorrow."

Aize, gave up thinking.

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As a castle rather than a proper aristocratic residence, the conditions here are relatively simple. There are no common bathrooms, baths and other facilities. You can only boil hot water and buy a bath ticket.

But it’s not bad for Aize.

After a brief relaxation, he rushed into the room to rest.

When I opened my eyes again, it was already the next day.

According to the original plan, the next day should have been a more formal welcome ceremony, and most importantly, a military meeting on the expedition plan.

But the Countess was still unconscious and Earl Carside was distracted, so the matter was postponed for the time being.

With nothing to do, Aize borrowed the study from the other party and stayed inside, starting to seriously review the various events that happened throughout the day yesterday.

Beside him, Vivian was also busy with her own things.

He raised his magic power, weaved a spell, and released it. The same beam of light as last night unfolded in the room.

"very good……"

Miss Witch nodded, lowered her hand, and then bumped into him hard.

Boom! ! !

"pain!!!"

With a loud bang, the beam of light emitted a dazzling light, and Villian's slender body was immediately bounced out and fell heavily to the ground.

Aize, who was stunned, quickly went over to help:

"What are you doing!?"

"Woo..."

Miss Witch touched the bump on her head, her face full of unhappiness:

"I'm investigating why the Faceless Man escaped last night."

"Investigate the cause...why would you want to bang your head against it?"

"Because... I checked the technique over and over again and couldn't find any errors. I wondered if there was something wrong with the technique itself and it wasn't working at all, so... I just tried it."

Villian felt extremely guilty about letting the Faceless Man escape last night, so she investigated the incident regardless of the consequences, hoping to find a way to target him.

However, this method is too extreme.

"It's definitely not the spell's fault!? Didn't it work perfectly in the capital before? Besides, if you want to crash into something, don't do it yourself. Can't you use the puppet? What if it gets hurt?!"

Facing Aize's concern, Villian was also quite helpless:

"I can't help it. No matter how much I think about it, it's useless. So, how about I just take action?"

"That's not taking the head...huh?"

There's no point in thinking about it, so just take action.

This sentence calmed down Aize's overheated brain in an instant.