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Amelia smiled coolly. Now she could give that rascal a good slap.

This is to create a situation where Jiselle shows off her talents and eats the fruit herself.

"Now I'll hit you in the back of the head, Giselle."

If you want to put forward a cause, you can do so as many times as you want. To begin with, Desmond and I were allies in name only.

Since the pro-Prince faction would not fight him right away, he could easily receive half of Desmond's territory if he negotiated well.

Of course, she has no intention of spitting out even an inch, let alone half.

'The Duke has no choice but to help me.'

The calculations had already been completed in her head.

Having lost Harold, the Duke has no choice but to choose himself as a bridgehead for advancing north. He will actively mediate even if a territorial dispute arises.

"Just in case, advance at full speed. We must somehow take the main castles and fortresses first."

He's dealt with all the guys who were after him. Giselle and Harold must have just finished fighting.

Amelia was relieved to increase her speed since there was absolutely nothing that could impede her advance.

Both Fenris and Leipold's forces are exhausted from battle. No matter how elite they are, they cannot help but suffer from accumulated fatigue.

Bernap spoke cautiously as the night deepened.

"I think we need to rest a bit. It's not easy to move around at night. The soldiers are also very tired."

"Tsk."

Amelia clicked her tongue and nodded helplessly.

With nearly 5,000 people moving at once, there was bound to be a limit to their speed.

"This is the last rest. There will be no rest until Desmond is captured. As soon as day breaks, send the cavalry and knights ahead. The infantry will follow."

"All right."

Torches were set up everywhere and campsite preparations were quickly completed. Since there was no war going on and no enemies were targeting them, everyone maintained a similar level of alertness as in peacetime.

Even while everyone was quickly falling asleep, preparing for the march that was to follow, Amelia could not rest.

She was busy checking the map and reviewing the upcoming events inside the largest and most ornate tent.

"Bernaf, with our current forces, we can't quickly take over all of Desmond. So, let's block the main routes first… …Bernaf? Are you listening to me?"

Amelia turned her head, annoyed by the quiet silence.

"...."

Bernap was dozing off on his chair. He was placed next to me as a bodyguard and aide, and he fell asleep faster than anyone else.

Amelia glared at him with annoyed eyes, but didn't bother to wake him up. Bernap had been through a lot recently with the rebellion and civil war.

Bastet had also long since fallen asleep, curled up on her lap.

"ha...."

Amelia shook her head several times and turned her gaze back to the map. She was worried about what she should take from the dukedom and occupy the north.

"Gisele is difficult to touch right now. However, if the Duke starts a war soon… … ."

When she was so focused on the map in front of her.

Tsk tsk tsk.

Behind her, very secretly, darkness began to gather.

The space was distorted, and a vague human-like figure appeared. However, Amelia did not notice this phenomenon at all.

At that moment, Bastet's ears perked up.

Bernap was still asleep with his head down, but his left thumb moved of its own accord and slightly pushed away the guard of the sword on his waist.

Daughter.

At the same time as the sound of the sword being pulled out of its scabbard.

Meow!

Bastet let out a shrill cry.

And then Bernap's right hand pulled out his sword like lightning and blocked Amelia's back.

Kaaaaang!

The sound of metal clashing resonates loudly. Only then does Amelia turn her head to see the assassin standing behind her.

Bernap wiped the drool from the corner of his mouth with his left hand and looked at the assassin with sharp eyes.

"Who are you, Tseup?"

The assassin was wearing a black robe and a black mask covering his entire body. The assassin, whose dagger was blocked, took a few steps back and muttered.

"Hmm, I guess it was too much."

Amelia frowned. It was a woman's voice that she had heard somewhere.

At that moment, the assassin's robes fluttered and dozens of daggers poured out.

Kaka kaka kang!

Bernap's sword moved like lightning, deflecting all the daggers. As soon as he struck the daggers away, he stepped forward and struck down his sword.

Squeak!

Bernap's sword cut through the air without reaching the assassin, but the intense energy carried by the sword cut through the assassin's mask.

As half of the mask fell off, a face with an alluring smile was revealed.

The assassin looked at Bernap and said.

"Oh my… … He's a more normal person than I thought."

Bernap was about to explode, but Amelia spoke first.

"you!"

"Miss, it's been a while."

The assassin, smiling brightly and waving, was Belinda.

The reason Amelia recognized Belinda was simple. She had a grudge against her. Amelia still couldn't forget the time when she had so brazenly put a dagger to her neck.

But after finding out who the other person was, I couldn't understand the situation even more. Why did a woman who was practically Giselle's closest confidant appear here?

"Why did you… … appear here?"

"Of course I came here to kill you. I've been waiting here all along."

"You came to assassinate me? You left Giselle alone while she fought Harold?"

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"The young master told me to hold on to your feet. I also wanted to join the war, but you insisted on me going here, so what can I do? Do you know how long I have waited for you?"

Belinda opened her mouth in a rather disappointed tone.

She came under orders from Giselle to obstruct Amelia's advance.

Of course, Belinda was against it at first. It wasn't easy to fight against Desmond's 30,000-strong army. She insisted that it would be right to help Giselle even a little.

But Giselle sent her here. Belinda, who mainly uses assassination techniques, said that it would be difficult for her to properly use her power in large-scale rotations.

In that case, it would have been advantageous to put her power to more effective use. It was also absolutely necessary.

Belinda could not bring herself to refute Giselle's orders because they were all true.

After that, Belinda was very worried because she didn't know the outcome of the battle, but she was relieved when Amelia showed up.

The fact that Leipold's army has moved also means that Giselle has won.

Amelia glared at Belinda, her teeth grinding. The unexpected words made her dizzy.

"Giselle… … That guy… … expected me to make a move? He sent you ahead of time, right before the war with Harold?"

"I told you so. It's really amazing. How did you know about this?"

Amelia was shocked by Belinda's confident answer. This was nonsense.

Before Giselle confronted Harold, he had been fighting the Barons of Valois and even the Northern Alliance.

Did you foresee that you would defeat them all, and that you would move as soon as you heard the news of Giselle's victory?

This is impossible unless you fully understand who you are. No, it's not just understanding, it's reading your head.

Amelia's mind quickly flashed through the things Giselle had done.

Obtaining runestones, predicting droughts, developing various new technologies, and even abducting Daven after learning of his own rebellion.

It's like… … .

'It seems like he could foresee the future.'

Looking back on Jiselle's actions, I am reminded of the prophets who rarely appear on the continent.

But that doesn't make sense either. No matter how great a prophet is, he can only predict the future abstractly, and he can't predict it so accurately.

'How on earth… …!'

Amelia felt goosebumps run down her spine. She didn't know if she really had precognitive powers, but it was definitely beyond the realm of genius.

He knows something. He's watching the movements of others from up high like the back of his hand.

It feels like my every move is being watched.

'I have to kill him!'

Amelia instinctively felt a sense of crisis. She had to kill Giselle. Otherwise, she would continue to play along in the game he had set up.

But before that, there is someone I have to kill right in front of me.

"I told you to bring me your neck before. You fools failed. I should have killed Giselle somehow back then."

"Oh, that time. I bet you were a little disappointed."

"Yes, it was quite a shame. But I never thought you would come here on your own. Are you here to seek revenge for that time? Did you think it would be possible to assassinate me?"

Belinda shrugged and smiled.

"That's right. The master said it was impossible, but it turns out that he had such a wonderful escort by his side. When I first heard the rumors, I thought he was an idiot."

Bernap was about to explode again, but this time Amelia was faster.

"Since the assassination failed, it will be impossible to catch me by my ankle. What can a maid like you do on her own?"

"Oh my, you're so confident. You didn't even know I was coming, did you?"

"So the assassination was successful?"

"It's not over yet, is it?"

The two women looked at each other and laughed. Their faces were smiling, but there was a lot of life in them.

In the midst of such an intense battle, Bernap forgot to attack Belinda and just glanced at her. He was very weak in this kind of atmosphere.

"Kill him, Bernap."

Meow!

But as soon as Amelia and Bastet gave the order, he swung his sword at Belinda.

Kaang!

Belinda also took up her dagger and blocked Bernap's sword.

Bernap swung his sword again. In an instant, dozens of flashes of light split the area.

But none of them hit her. They just cut the hem of her robe a few times.

The more he swung his sword, the more Bernap's expression became frowned upon.

'What movement… … .'

It was like dealing with a ghost. Every time Belinda moved, the space kept distorting, making it difficult to detect her presence.

That wasn't the only tricky part.

Papa Pot!

Every time the robe flutters in the distorted space, dozens of daggers pop out.

'this!'

Kaang! Kaang! Kaang!

Bernap quickly stepped back and swatted away the daggers. The daggers connected to Belinda continued to aim at Amelia as if they were living creatures.

It is not easy to fight while protecting someone in front of a great assassin. Bernap glanced at the tent entrance.

If there had been this much commotion, the soldiers outside should have come in, but there was no sign of it.

'Is he already dead?'

Originally, he would appoint knights to guard Amelia like an iron wall. However, now the escort force has been replaced with soldiers.

With this level of skill, he could have killed several soldiers without a trace. Unfortunately, the assassin came when he was resting the knights.

Although he had no choice but to give her a break because his schedule had been so tight, it was clearly his own mistake as the captain of the escort team that Amelia was in danger.

'It'll only take a moment.'

Bernap, with an unusually serious expression, focused solely on protecting Amelia. The knights' tent was not far away. It was a distance that was enough to sense the change and run over.

Kaang!

Belinda also felt that it would not be easy to kill Amelia.

'I didn't know this idiot was this good. I thought he'd succeed if he let his guard down outdoors.'

Bernap is known as a fool who only follows Amelia around. I never dreamed that he was this powerful.

While he focuses on protecting Amelia, he comes close to swinging his sword whenever he gets the chance. Belinda has also been in dangerous situations more than once.

Even more amazing was Amelia's reaction.

Even though the dagger was right in front of his nose, he didn't even blink an eye. Instead, he just glared at Belinda as if he was going to kill her.

Belinda inwardly stuck out her tongue at the sight.

'Wow, this is really out of the ordinary.'

How can you be so strong when you don't even know how to handle mana or use a sword?

He was a truly scary person, in a different sense than Giselle.

Kaang! Kaang! Kaang!

The movements of Belinda and Bernap were so fast that they were almost invisible to the eye. Dozens of daggers danced in the air, sparks flying from the blades that struck them.

Countless workshops came and went, but in reality the time spent there was extremely short.

Choaaaak!

Suddenly, the tent split open and a dozen knights barged in.

"My lord!"

"Are you okay?"

"Kill the assassin!"

The knights immediately drew their swords and rushed at Belinda.

"Tch."

It is not an assassin's virtue to be obsessed with an unkillable enemy. She couldn't help but pull back and laugh.

"As expected, it was a failure. But… … I didn't come alone."

Hwaaaaak!

Before Belinda could finish speaking, fires broke out all over the camp.

At the same time, the soldiers' shouts could be heard from all directions.

"The enemy!"

"The assassins are in!"

"Get up!"

A power that Giselle secretly developed together with Belinda.

Ferdium's assassination squad attacked Leipold's army's camp.