Someone is controlling those goblins.

    I was watching closely.

    There are bound to be characteristics that appear in such goblins.

    “Hmm, first of all, it’s goblins.”

    Whether they scraped together all the goblins in this vicinity, the green masses are emitting a baleful yellow light from their eyes.

    Their eyes are emitting a yellow light.

    That’s a characteristic of monsters that appears when a monster summoner controls them, something I saw once before.

    I knew it. A monster summoner seems to have intervened.

    With such an obvious stage prepared, it’s only natural.

    “They even gathered monsters.”

    “Why are there so many?”

    “It’s simple. It just means they’ll do anything to catch us.”

    Probably, since they’re being controlled, they’re not ordinary goblins.

    They’ll move systematically, but they’re the kind who will fight while aiming to capture the princess.

    If that’s the case, it will be relatively easy for the princess to deal with them.

    Because the goblins won’t try to kill her.

    At least in Riel’s case, she seems to have some original skill.

    “So, what do we do now?”

    “What else? We have to fight them.”

    If they’re targeting the princess, Arietta, there’s a problem.

    They’ll probably try to capture Arietta alive.

    If that’s not possible, they’ll try to kill her, which will inevitably reveal their own faces. We need to show a slightly losing appearance.

    To do that, we need to send out our weak princess for practice.

    “Let’s fight moderately.”

    “Moderately?”

    “Yes. Well, Riel and the princess should fight seriously. What we have to do from now on is to be pushed back by those monsters.”

    Lure those guys in all at once and catch them.

    That’s my goal.

    “But these goblins are moving too systematically from the start, aren’t they?”

    “It’s understandable. It’s a monster summoner.”

    “Does that mean there’s a summoner separately?”

    Monster summoners are guys who summon and control monsters.

    They’re also called monster tamers, and if it’s true, that moronic Latin Commune might even be connected to the Demon King’s Army.

    They say they’ll do anything for the sake of liberating the workers.

    They spout this as a noble cause, but conversely, it means they can collude with the Demon King’s Army for that purpose.

    “Riel. I don’t know how skilled you are, but pretend to be slowly pushed back. The ones you have to take revenge on aren’t the goblins, but the guys behind them.”

    “Yes!”

    Willpower filled Riel’s body.

    Now, let’s look at our princess.

    The princess started fighting the goblins with a dagger.

    However, as expected, the combat itself is unstable because she hasn’t done it many times.

    Still, she was learning a sense of combat in her own way.

    A dagger is originally a weapon suitable for surprise attacks. It’s suitable for targeting vital points at once.

    “Still, Paleob, huh.”

    Just by looking at a few secrets, she targets the weaknesses of the body and eliminates the goblins.

    Since she’s bigger than the goblins in the first place, that’s only natural, but there’s a difference between having practical experience and not.

    When a goblin quickly swings a club or a worn-out sword, she avoids it as if water flows, turns her body, and pierces the back of the goblin’s neck with a dagger.

    Then, she occasionally glares at me with a fierce look.

    I wonder why he’s doing that.

    “Graaaaaaaak!”

    Finally, there was a goblin aiming for Arietta’s back.

    I extended a [Mana Thread] towards that goblin.

    The beautiful, sparkling thread drew a trajectory in the air and slashed the neck of the goblin aiming for Arietta’s back.

    The goblin, bleeding from the neck in an instant, died on the spot.

    “Hey, why are you playing around?”

    Arietta puffed out her cheeks and complained.

    Ah, that must be what she’s unhappy about.

    “I helped you, but you’re being too harsh.”

    I’m helping as much as I can.

    Is it necessary to jump in and swing a sword myself?

    Helping like this is also a way.

    Rather, it’s better to make those Latin Commune guys lower their guard.

    “Helping? You’re just playing with your hands.”Originally, the weak people go first against the minor enemies.””

    She seemed to have a lot to say.

    No way.

    I have to look incompetent as I am, and the other two have to look like they’re fighting.

    If I set the stage like this, those guys will underestimate us and slowly reveal their true colors.

    We fought for a long time.

    The class time is slowly ending. Gustav will probably try to move around this time, and they’ll try to finish it quickly.

    Let’s throw a word at this point to make those guys move.

    “Hold on a little longer. The instructor, Gustav, will come to help.”

    “Haa, when is he really coming? It’s hard to hold on!”

    “At this rate… Heek… Aren’t we going to die?”

    “Don’t worry. He’ll come out soon at this point.”

    As if reading a book, unnaturally, and so that those guys can hear.

    If they’ve cornered women this much, they should have the courage to crawl out on their own, shouldn’t they?

    Did I set the stage too seriously than I thought?

    It would have been one way to cause a big incident openly and call Gustav.

    I shook my head at that thought.

    No. If I had done that, Schperen would have been the one to dig into the details.

    I have to extract information by making this guy rack his brains or whatever.

    “Fight a little more.”

    It’s almost done.

    Eventually, the battle reached its end after Arietta’s uniform was soaked in sweat.

    The goblins, who had been attacking fiercely until just now, retreated a few steps.

    Uninvited guests appeared among those goblins.

    Several men and women wearing masks with the character ‘cho’ drawn on them. Not as many as the number of goblins, but enough to surround and harass three women.

    They opened their unpleasant mouths.

    “No matter how well you fight, you’re just women in the end.”

    “There must be a difference in class between us, who are always fighting between life and death.”

    Truly arrogance and sophistry.

    Criminals who only think they’re the most miserable in the world and cause trouble to others.

    “What? Who are you?”

    “You don’t need to know. Follow us quietly. Then we’ll spare your lives.”

    Oh, it’s been a while since I’ve heard such a third-rate villain line.

    I have no intention of listening even if they say such things. Maybe that word can be true.

    Since they’re being pushed back more than expected, they must have judged that the resistance won’t last long and changed their plan to capture everyone.

    Those guys need revolutionary funds more than anything else.

    Now, it’s time to provoke them.

    “You’re talking nonsense. You’re the Latin Commune, a loser’s reunion.”

    “Call us losers? Ha. You’re cornered like this, but you’re good at talking!”

    Who is cornered where?

    As they say, ignorance is courage.

    A group that doesn’t know reality, just wallows in idealism, and still causes confusion even with the enemy of humanity in front of them.

    Frankly, these guys were more vicious than me.

    I at least judged that the humans I was going to exploit had to remain and focused on catching the monsters, the enemies of humanity.

    But these guys are frogs who can’t see the future or outside the well, and they’re just focused on overthrowing the empire.

    In the process, they haven’t decided anything about the aftermath that will come after the work is successful.

    “Really?”

    I snapped my fingers.

    I collect all the [Mana Thread] I’ve laid down so far.

    As the [Mana Thread] that had been extended far away was pulled like a fisherman pulling up a net, a strange flow of air was felt.

    Swish.

    Along with the sound of something brushing past.

    For a very short time. Even the Latin Commune guys who had been talking until just now became mute.

    They must have instinctively known.

    What just happened.

    The monster summoner in this place must have felt it for sure.

    Crack. Quajijijik.

    At the same time as the tree, on which the thread was hanging haphazardly, was cut off neatly enough to make a lumberjack envious, blood began to form on the bodies of the goblins, and their heads fell off, and their limbs and bodies were chopped into pieces of meat.

    The Latin Commune members were clearly embarrassed when the things that had been moving perfectly fine until just now, and several of their companions, were reduced to simple lumps of meat.

    Of course, the humans in between were the same.

    Except for a few Commune members, they avoided the [Mana Thread] when I was recovering it, as if I was deliberately sparing them.

    No matter how much they talk about revolution or whatever.

    It’s different when a knife is put directly to their necks.

    Besides.

    “Keuheoeok!”

    One criminal was holding his stomach and collapsing, flailing.

    Hmm. That bastard seems to have drunk the river water.

    As expected, those rebels can’t be smart.

    Latin Commune

    A great organization with the noble cause of opening a new world by liberating the workers who are enslaved by the new world, the empire, freedom, equality, and the privileged class.

    Until now, they had been slowly increasing their power by attacking nobles and vicious landlords in small ways. This time, they were able to do something big, and their hearts were full.

    No, it would be more accurate to express it as ‘were full’.

    The members felt a threat to their lives for the first time in their lives.

    The woman who instantly turned the goblins and several of his companions into pieces of meat. That woman just smiled twistedly.

    “Keuaaaak.”

    Besides, one of his companions is holding his stomach and rolling around.

    When the controlled goblins crossed the river, and when they crossed the river, they felt that something was uncomfortable about the water.

    The guy who drank the river water before feeling it is holding his stomach and rolling around.

    Vomiting blood out of his mouth.

    I should have felt it when black steam rose from the river water.

    Yagoda, the leader of the operation in charge of this task, frowned.

    How could this happen?

    ‘What is it? Wasn’t it supposed to be a woman named Bathory? Does she have this much power?’

    This was the first time I felt this emotion.

    The trembling I felt for the first time was definitely not because of the feeling that I could do this job.

    At first, I didn’t know what was happening, so I tilted my head and fell into embarrassment.

    Looking at the monsters and companions rolling around together as lumps of meat, an unknown sense of fear consumed my body.

    “The goblins in an instant? What? What the hell.”

    “If you can’t even recognize this, that’s why you’re losers. Should I show you in detail? I think I have to show you this much of a handicap.”

    When Ciel snapped her fingers again, something was hanging on each of her fingertips.

    Sparkling thread with blood on it.

    What is that? Did she hang that all over the place? When did she do that?

    “When did you do such groundwork?”Are you such a loser that you don’t even know what a [Mana Thread] is?””

    “[Mana Thread]?”

    [Mana Thread]. What is that?

    Even if Yagoda didn’t have much to learn, he was once a Magic Tower aspirant.

    As such, he knows about most magic.

    What that Bathory is saying is not strictly magic.

    It’s not a result of any branch derived from the spell that is woven to achieve magic. One thing is certain is that the situation has changed because of that Bathory woman.

    “I was showing it openly, but you didn’t notice. You have to be this good to see it. You guys are too weak.”

    In fact, Ciel provoked Yagoda and the Latin Commune.

    That’s because they’re weak.

    She told them to reveal their true colors. She laughed at them as much as she wanted, telling them to run at her like crazy bastards, like mad dogs.

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