
...—Suretz Border Town, Gardom— Kingdom...
...—18 December 1238—...
Goddamnit!
Goddamnit!
Looking at Code :0 which was now standing expressionlessly in the corner of the room with Carnwennan stung on a food carriage not far from him, Ares could only grow silent agitated, it caused some people around him confusion.
Ares has made sure that the food that has now been served right in front of him does not have the slightest poison. Confused, unable to predict at all, Ares was completely wary of his safety and the two cousins now sitting face to face with him.
"If you are pleased..Can we know what you are feeling?" Andres asked worriedly, so did Eleanor who slightly frowned.
Calm...
Right.he hasn't done anything...
And also, he has not intended to kill me for now. But...what is the order given to him?
Ares took a breath for a moment, controlling his feelings that had already been troubled. Feeling that instant death could come at any time, even someone like Ares who had experienced some battlefield would break out in cold sweat.
"No. there's no." Facial expressions had become available again, Andres and Eleanor could only be confused with him.
Slowly, Ares brought closer a spoonful of sea fish soup that became a typical menu of the city to his mouth. However, his hand immediately came to a halt, holding the spoon right in front of his two lips.
"When was this fish taken?" ask Ares.
"Just before sunrise, Your Majesty, according to the habits of the fishermen in general." Code 0 answered politely, slightly bowing his head.
"As he said, Brother." Eleanor smiled wryly at Ares, she understood the question as a sign that Ares gave her, "Despite that, for an ordinary commoner?"
Feeling a little awkward, Ares' highly unnatural behavior is accompanied by an unusual cook-like disposition to a commoner when confronted with high castes, the alarm in Eleanor's instincts gives a red signal. The assumption that he could soon lose his life has been engraved strongly.
Fear had enveloped her heart, Eleanor had never felt this way before. Still, Eleanor could not rule out her position being required to be at the top, as if controlling anything to her liking.
Unlike Andres who still did not understand the flow of conversation, Ares' eyes firmly fixed on Code :0, which now faintly raised both corners of his lips.
"Retreat!" Along with the swift hand movements of Code :0, Ares shouted while preparing himself, no different from Eleanor who immediately jumped back and surrounded herself in the midst of the knights.
The knights and servants immediately surrounded, some of the others immediately protecting the three nobles who were gathering.
"What do you want? You did this on purpose, didn't you? I don't think the Executor of the 'Bloodytears' would make such a trivial mistake" said Ares, who was now in the middle of the five guardian knights standing around him.
"Well?!"
"What?!"
Sounds of surprise sprang up. Similar to Eleanor, Andres was very surprised, really wanting to deny the words Ares had just said.
Amidst the many blades drawn to him, Code :0 positioned to remain calm, motionless with Carnwennan's dagger in his right hand.
A bit of a strange feeling came to mind, not expecting Ares to know his background so quickly, Code: 0 decided to put Ares on the "black" list." Code 0 assumes that Ares was someone who had a "shadow" equivalent to the Renacles Empire.
"Ares Aubert." Code 0 gives a small smile, a call that comes out never once has a tone, as if it has killed the emotions of his personality.
"Lanca—" Some knights were about to cut by swearing, but Ares held them by raising one of his hands.
"Your Majesty the Emperor still finds yourself useful." With the words Code: 0, all present understood, the man dressed as the chef could eliminate Ares even before he knew it, which Ares would admit.
That means he came here to give me a warning.
Just as in the game, Emperor Renacles considered his children to be mere tools.
"My job is over." Code 0 pulls up his cocoon, takes it off quickly as he approaches one of the besieging knights not far from the window of the room.
"Stop him!"
"Don't think you can escape!"
PRANGS!
"That's right!"
With just one fist strike, the knight was pushed back until it was thrown out of the window.
Strong distrust permeates from the field of view, no one wants to believe in the power of a man dressed as a chef who can even do something that is absolutely impossible for a human being.
No different from Andres and Eleanor, Ares can only be momentarily silent, shocked by the speed and power that Code :0 unleashes, even though he has previously known his true abilities.
JRASH!
The knight standing near the thrown knight immediately felt an oddity. His gaze floated, as if it was thrown upwards. The moment he realized, for the last time, his head had been cut off from his neck.
"Stop!" Ares shouted loudly, he understood that going against Code :0 was something that was impossible, especially with his current state where he was inside a space with limited motion.
The knights leapt back, keeping their distance from Code :0, some of which further tightened the security of Andres, Eleanor, and Ares.
"Let him go." Ares made a strong statement.
"Ta—tapi—"
"Your Majesty—"
"Do it!" Eleanor gave the order, supporting Ares' statement after hearing the knights' complaints.
"Yes, Princess!" Having no other choice, the knights stepped back with their high vigilance, giving Code :0 a little free wiggle room.
Code :0 relaxes his position, which is currently wearing all-black clothes that were previously behind his chef clothes.
"The wise choice." Code :0 gives a flat response, "The nobles with traits like yours are rare."
The air still felt fierce, Code: 0 nonchalantly turned around, stepping towards the door to exit the room.
Click.
"Where are the other Carnwennans?" Ares' words stopped Code :0, just as he was about to close the door.
His movements became stiff, never expecting Ares to know the name of his weapon that even the Emperor and his seniors knew, apart from himself.
"How... You know about that?" tanya Code: 0, still feels flat, but the shock cannot be separated from the tone he throws.
Ares simply fell silent, refusing to answer. Knowing the response, Code: 0 heaved a heavy sigh. Assessment of Ares's figure is increasing, exceeding those of those who have been on his blacklist.
Code 0 turned back, staring at Ares with his usual flat expression, "Capital of Excelia."
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