The Returnee Noble Lady Attacks His Majesty the Dragon Emperor

Apparently the goddess returned to Craitos just to light a fire.

Originally, magic was the only thing. Without the spear, which is now the main body, on this side under the influence of the dragon god Rave, I guess we won't be able to maintain our existence for long.

Still, Ravé doesn't fail to be vigilant, he patrols around Bailburg all the time away from Hadith.

Ralph is important to this country, to the people. It seems like the dragon god of reason that protects and guides people, Hadith thinks.

"- Are you listening, Your Majesty!

Hadith, looking outside with her cheek cane, glanced back at the roar of Marquis Baile.

"Bailburg is almost entirely baked. What do you think of this state of devastation when only a few people have survived?"

It's just a meeting to say what I understand. Even if Hadith doesn't answer, the surrounding lords, gathered to hear about the tragedy of Bailburg, open their mouths one after the other.

"I wonder who caused it, Marquis Baile"

"What do you mean Miss Sphere was jealous of the older girls, killed them, committed suicide?

"It hurts."

"No, no, the girls are the ones Marquis Bail hired. Ethically, anyway, there will still be room for excuses to get to the point where you can kill them. The murderer's daughter committed suicide. But I lit a fire."

"This is a big crime. Your Majesty is safe, but isn't it the same thing as treason?

Marquis Bayle, who has taken a unilaterally reprehensible form, throws up bitterly.

"Let's shut up to those who don't know what's going on. That can't be right."

"It can't be that, what?

Don't miss asking, Hadith only asked there.

Sphere was dead before it caught fire. The only person who knows that would be Marquis Baile himself, who put his hand on it, and Hadith, who heard from the goddess who was stealing from him.

You noticed that you slipped your mouth, Marquis Baile let his gaze swim for a moment, but he quickly plunged back to calm.

"My daughter was being manipulated by someone."

That is true. But not since he died.

In this regard, it is ironic that Hadith believes in goddesses.

If he had manipulated the Sphere alive, he would have killed himself in front of Hadith and killed the girls. That's the kind of woman she is.

"In the first place, the Northern Division was also resident. They were also responsible for not putting out the fire."

"That's a painful excuse, Marquis Baile. It was your daughter who set it on fire."

"Yes, these are all puzzling accidents. You might call it a curse."

One thing about the Marquis Baile is that the noisy surroundings calm down.

Hadith, whose eyes were turned simultaneously, inquires calmly.

"I wonder what that means. You think I did something?

"I didn't say that. However, it is true that His Majesty has such rumors"

There is no such thing as covering Hadith.

Whether he's back on track or not, Marquis Bail, standing up, puts his hand on his chest and sues.

"I have also lost my daughter and am heartbroken. But my beloved daughter killed the innocent girl, set her on fire, burned the town, hanged herself, and killed herself. She's not that kind of daughter."

"…… Right."

She was not such a daughter.

She was a normal daughter.

It's like dying to wipe your father's ass with sin, like that.

"I urge you to refrain from slandering my daughter. Have you seen the tragedy of Bailburg? We're the victims."

Everyone clasps at the Marquis of Bail, who speaks out in grandeur.

Instead, Hadith stood up. I thought I'd clean it up while Rave was gone.

"I know exactly what you're saying."

"Your Majesty. Now, about future support -"

"Die."

The face of the Marquis Bayle, who was about to laugh, freezes at Hadith for pulling out his sword. For a moment, I watched the decoy and the fallen unbelievably. Left arm.

"Hii, hii"

"Heh, heh, sire!

He who falls from his chair, he who tries to escape to the door.

Ignore everything and smile at the Marquis of Bail, who compares the fallen left arm to Hadith. Gentle and merciful.

"... ah... a, wow, me, mine, arms"

"I don't care about your arms, you're gonna die."

"Hi-a-a-a-a-a-a-a-a-a-a-a-a-a-a-a-a-a-a-a-a-a-a-a-a-a-a-a-a-a-a-a-a-a-a-a-a-a-a-a-a-a-a-a-a-a-a-a-a-a-a cursed emperor!

Was it confusion or to shake off the fear, or was it left even with the military appearance?

Marquis Bayle, who pulled out the sabel with his right arm, was slashed by Hadith. Laugh at that, now I pierced my right shoulder to sew on the wall.

"It saved me a lot of trouble. Thank you, now you're guilty of treason. The Marquis of Bail is destroyed."

Lifting the edge of her lips, Hadith growls her throat and laughs.

"I'll kill all your precious stepwives and their daughters."

"... that's... that's forgivable, that's why"

"Dead people don't talk."

And then there's the flash. It's a shame.

I look at the body of the Marquis Baile, decapitated and decapitated.

I waved my sword and dropped my filthy blood.

"You got dirty. Take a bath."

"Ah... ah, ha, just, ma"

"Then execute all those in the Marquis Baile family. Everything, young and old. Kill them all."

"Well... Your Majesty, goodbye."

"What, are you going to die too?

When asked, he shook his head to the side.

Like this, Hadith snaps thinking.

"Suddenly it's a good thing to hear. It would be nice if you could always do that."

- If I do, I won't have to kill you.

Make sure everyone rubs their heads against the floor and lays flat.

Seeing that, Hadith smiled.

It's all right.

(Oh, I wish I could find my daughter-in-law soon)

I'm still laughing.

I'm sure he'll be an emperor who doesn't make his parents cry - in the future beyond that, in the future he doesn't believe in.