How About a Refill? ~The Elegant Tea Party of the Grand Witches~

"What do you mean!?

I glanced at the mansion and found no red robes.

I can't find him alone.

"Hmm, there are signs of space transfer. It's only half an hour ago."

"Huh? Is that a mistake?

They left the Mansion almost at the same time that the horses had shifted from place to place. Eleonora turned her eyebrows and quietly opened her mouth.

"Surrounded"

One of the guards asks about the outside through the window.

"I think there are 30-40. Probably a mercenary, surrounding the Mansion to block the entrance to the Mansion, but what do we do?

"30-40... Depends on how many magicians there are… Critical."

Emilio calms down and deploys the battlefield in his head from his surrounding enemies and current forces.

"Oh, Emil. It's okay. Don't worry."

When Emilio raised her face like she was being played in Beatrice's voice, three cozy witches smiled.

"Did you forget we were here? Prince Scatan."

"Unfortunately, you may not be here."

That said, each of the three stood up with a silver wand with a superb smile.

"Coming!

The next moment, an explosion sounded from the outside. The doors and windows of the Mansion were destroyed and they came in at once.

"Flame ball! Looks like there's someone who's pretty magical! Gotcha!

"What are you so happy about?

"Oh, I don't think that's going to be more enjoyable. It's boring when it's over soon."

"I don't want any more! These people!

Dino, who is not accustomed to having too much contact with the witches who sparkle her eyes for some reason, stretches the boundaries of the explosions that roar one after the other.

"I don't have any grudges against you, but fuck you!!

Keen! and the sound of the sword hitting everywhere. Unlike the group of red robes the other day, the mercenaries seemed to stand on their arms.

"Who asked you!?

When Leonardo asks with his sword, the man smiles.

"There's no way to answer that! You idiot!"

The man shouts his sword toward Leonardo. In a moment, Leonardo flies backwards with flickering, and as soon as he avoids it, he lowers himself and pays for his feet, putting a fist in the dove's tail to fold over where his posture collapses and steals consciousness.

"Well, we'll just have to peek at Valeria later."

"Your sword is a decoration!

Emilio can't be found in Leonardo's hand as he stretches out with his fist.

My grandfather and father were only chiefs of knights, and Leonardo, who had been trained since before he knew what to do, had quite a sword arm.

The Knights were eager to join unless they were close to the First Prince.

In addition, Leonardo, who sometimes serves as a guardian, is not only good at swordsmanship, but also at body surgery. That's why it's a battle style of "nothing” that weaves the two together.

"Using a sword is difficult. Must I hurt you enough not to hold your breath?

Emilio laughed bitterly at the proximity of beauty.

"Uaaaaa! Stop it now! Yu, forgive me!

"Hey, stop, stop, stop, stop!

As the screams of several mercenaries echoed, looking in the direction of the voice of something, many men were wandering around in fear of something.

But there is nothing ahead of that line of sight.

And Beatrice smiles beside those men. It was a strange sight.

"Master Beatrice! What is this?"

"It's illusion. I've been attacked by what I think is the most terrifying thing. Repeat, repeat. Ufufufu!"

Valeria thunder herself, flying like a flash with thunder, knocking down her enemies, and when Eleonora waves her hand, countless ice arrows penetrate her enemies.

And Beatrice seemed to be in some trouble when she saw it.

"Maybe my magic looks plain. I wonder if it lacks glamour. Should the light pop out more like this?

Emilio and Leonardo nodded to Beatrice, who began to struggle diagonally, "Let's not turn these people into enemies."

Beatrice deploys a magical formation of captives to capture enemies alive. To hear the story.

"Choose between being honest about who asked you to do it or being forced to peek at your memories."

In Emilio's words, the mercenary leader and the man he thinks of bite "Cook" and laugh.

"What's so funny?

Then the other men laugh too.

"It's a rare prince to make! We're buying time! I wonder how your precious fiancé is now!

"What!?

The man's words all fade.

"What the hell!! No way, from the beginning!?

"Anyway, I'll be back!

When the three witches created a huge magical formation over their heads, all the mercenaries they captured moved into the castle at once.