The Heavily Armoured Noble Girl Monette

Time for a Decision 1

Just by grasping how the royal castle will move in the event of an emergency, the success rate of our surprise attack had dramatically improved.

Besides, the domestic impression of Alexis could not be any lower, and it was the same for Percival who had gone with him. Although they had the help of a witch, there is no way that the royal castle would suspect us making a move so soon after we had just fled it.

And to be bringing Ordo with us. Even if more time had gone by, they would never assume a combined rebellion.

Even if Percival and Alexis were to arrive at the royal castle, a battalion of knights would not come running, and there was no sign that security had been strengthened.

There would be a warning call, but even then there was a deep-rooted mockery against Alexis embedded in the hearts of the knights. They would never think that, ’the unfaithful prince who misused government expenses and ran away from the royal castle,’ would ever come bearing down on them with Ordo’s forces.

The curse was too strong, and it caused our enemies to grow careless.

”There will be minimal contact. People in the urban area will avoid us, and you can think of the outfielders as not even being there.”

It was Gina who was laughing so graciously.

She held a sleeping Concetta in her arms while elegantly walking as if she were attending a ball. However, contrary to the lightness of her behavior, she was currently casting a wide-ranging spell.

So that people in the city would not notice this march, they would avoid going near the royal palace.

It was a spell developed as it was passed down the Avelkin family.

The citizens would all comfortably oversleep, and if they were already awake, they would end up forgetting or even completely ignoring any business they had near the castle. The person themselves would not think much about the incident, would see the mass-oversleeping as just a rare incident brought about by the change of the season……..and would naturally turn their feet away from the castle.

I watched her deftly using her magic with a warm look in my eyes, but my gaze was drawn elsewhere when I heard another voice.

Percival had returned with several knights following him.

He stopped in front of Ordo saying, ”It’s done.” The tone of his voice sank a bit, and the expression he wore was going past serious and had gone a little stiff.

But that should be natural. When he reached the royal palace with those few accompanying knights, he immediately headed towards a watch point in the vicinity. And sealed their movements.

According to Percival, the watchmen guards shift at equal intervals, and they regular communicate their status even if nothing is going on. Because he is familiar with the system, he knocked out a guard who was once his friend, and he sent out the message, ’There is no problem.’

His treachery has begun, and although he was determined, there is no way he would be in a good mood.

”They won’t notice what has happened for awhile. I also sabotaged their communication relay, so even if they do realize what is going on, it will take time for reinforcements to arrive.”

”I see. How many are there in house?”

”At this time there should be no knights inside to speak of.”

”Right. Then we should only have to worry about the regular guards and the few knights they can summon from outside right away. Alright men, don’t move out of the witch’s protection.”

Ordo addressed his men.

He had hand-picked elite knights from his retinue. The number of people was small, but their strength was considerable.

But no matter how skilled with a sword a knight is, they cannot stand before magic. Rather, if they are enthralled by Emilia’s magic, then the more elite they are, the greater the risk is as having them be our enemies.

These personal were selected with this in consideration. Can you say that this is Ordo’s trust in them?

”For today, any complaints or objections are strictly forbidden. Anyone who shows any frustration with me will be dealt with immediately.”

Ordo was forced to go with extreme measures as a countermeasure against Emilia’s magic.

Any dissatisfaction or complaints made could be a sign they had been infected by magic. The plan was to reap the consciousness of anyone who showed even the slightest sign of being affected.

The men might not care now, but the magic could bring up lingering dissatisfaction with Ordo or bring out resentment for the current situation in their chests, and it would grow without their notice from there.