Let the Whales Fight, This Shrimp is Leaving! - Chapter 6

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Chapter 6
Clank.
Idir Hubert smiled beautifully, locking the heavy padlock and checking it several times by hand.
“You haven’t changed your mind in the meantime, have you?”
“The price for summoning a Demon is not something you can afford.”
“I will experience it myself and judge.”
“Have you never thought of another way?”
“The night is late, so shall we finish our conversation tomorrow?”
Ignoring Deyan’s rebuttal, she turned around briskly.
A moment later, the sound of the heavy iron door closing filled the prison with a loud clang once more.
“……This pathetic fool.”
Deyan stood dejectedly in front of the iron bars, unable to bring himself to look back.
“Ah! How can a knight not even take care of his own body? Why did you get caught!”
“……If you hadn’t become a hostage, I could have escaped alone somehow.”
“Talk, talk!”
Glay Holdin nagged his boss irritably.
It was an insolent attitude, but Deyan did not seem to think of scolding him particularly. Knowing that, Holdin accelerated his nagging.
“What are you going to do now!”
What else could he do? He had no choice but to pretend to play along with Idir’s tune while looking for another opportunity.
“Don’t even think about looking for a loophole.”
Holdin saw right through him.
“The Princess is a total witch! Look at that double personality. And how smart she is……!”
Holdin snapped as if he were about to burst into tears at any moment.
“In the meantime, I tried all kinds of tricks, but they were all seen through!”
‘That goes for me too.’
Deyan held back his desire to say that.
Instead, he recalled the face of Idir, who had been speaking with a calm smile.
“……She was too beautiful to be a witch.”
Aren’t witches originally ugly women with long noses and warts all over their faces?
Deyan, who muttered inadvertently, barely rolled his eyes at the murderous intent felt behind his back.
Holdin was glaring at him as if he were about to breathe fire from his eyes right now.
“That…….”
Deyan tried to change the subject quickly.
“She caught me.”
“What.”
“……That I have a cursed body.”
“……Pardon?”
But he spoke wrong. Holdin, whose mouth fell wide open, let out a scream of horror.
“She caught what?”
In the end, Holdin grabbed Deyan’s collar with both hands and began to shake him wildly.
“What did she catch? How did she catch that?”
“She noticed.”
“Noticed my foot! How!”
“Because the injury healed quickly…….”
“Then she would just think you’re not human, why would she think of a curse……!”
The pupils of Holdin, who was questioning Deyan, dilated to the maximum.
“Did you tell her?”
“…….”
“You told her, you told her!”
Holdin slapped Deyan’s forearm, venting his anger.
“……The Princess said she would perform a Demon Summoning.”
Deyan rubbed his struck forearm and pouted his lower lip.
Holdin exploded with anger at Deyan’s rebuttal.
“I was trying to stop her.”
“Would she listen just because you told her?”
“I thought she might reconsider.”
“Ah. Ahaha!”
Holdin’s shoulders heaved.
He spat out a mechanical laugh like a person who had lost his soul, and then raised his sharp eyes again.
“And you just blabbed it all out because of that?”
Holdin was frustrated, like a teacher instructing the world’s greatest idiot.
“She’ll let us go after giving her a few drops of blood? What a joke! She’ll slice us up without any regrets!”
“Is there really no room for persuasion?”
“Didn’t you see her grabbing my hair and swinging a knife? What do you mean, persuasion?”
Holdin snorted and spewed all kinds of slander toward Idir.
The slander, which started with a hypocrite and a witch, finally reached an absurd point.
“She’s the ugliest woman I’ve ever seen.”
“Even so, that’s a bit much.”
“Ah, don’t you know irony? Irony?”
At Holdin’s shrill voice, Deyan blocked his earholes with his fingers. He thought it would be better to leave him alone until his anger cooled down.
“So, what kind of conversation did you have with the Princess?”
After a while, Holdin, who finally calmed his anger, flopped down in front of Deyan.
Deyan poured out the conversation he had with Idir to Holdin, almost word for word.
“The Grand Duchess Murder Case……. It was definitely nine years ago.”
Regarding the death of the Grand Duchess, there was a huge controversy even at that time.
Publicly, it was known that she died suddenly of an unknown illness, but the Grand Duchess was too healthy during her lifetime to believe those words at face value.
“If it’s true that the Grand Duchess was murdered, the country’s prestige would fall, so they must have hidden it on purpose.”
“So they couldn’t have done a careful investigation either.”
Deyan nodded and expressed his agreement.
Here, Holdin raised a question.
“But why does the Princess think the culprit who murdered the Grand Duchess is the work of a person in power?”
“She must have some kind of evidence.”
“Then she would have specified the culprit long ago.”
Come to think of it, that was true.
The purpose of Idir trying to summon a Demon was ultimately to find the culprit who murdered the Grand Duchess.
If she didn’t know the culprit, how could she be sure it was the work of a powerful person from another country?
Deyan, pointing out the flaw, suggested two possibilities.
“Either the Grand Duchess left a clue implying the culprit right before she was murdered.”
“Or there is a place she suspects, but she cannot rashly touch the suspect.”
Holdin, who had the same thought as Deyan, added his words.
“Looking at the Princess’s actions, the latter would carry more weight.”
Idir Hubert had already specified the culprit who killed the Grand Duchess.
However, the culprit’s power is so overwhelming that she cannot rashly touch them. So she decided to summon a Demon to take revenge…….
After thinking for a long while, he shook his head.
“I don’t think so.”
“Yes? What do you mean?”
“The Princess really doesn’t know the culprit.”
“How do you know that, Your Excellency?”
“Her eyes said so.”
“……Pardon?”
Deyan recalled the green eyes that flickered quietly with anger.
Idir was even more enraged because she could not know the culprit.
If the target of revenge had been decided, she would have found a sharper method than an absurd means like summoning a Demon.
“Because she doesn’t know, she’s trying to borrow even the power of a Demon.”
Could it be that Idir Hubert is being driven to her limit?
Thinking so, a faint sense of sympathy arose for Idir.
In the end, Deyan spoke his soft-hearted thought aloud.
“If we cooperate so that the Princess can find the culprit, she won’t have to summon a Demon…….”
“You’re talking soft again.”
Holdin scowled fiercely and cut off Deyan’s opinion with a single stroke.
Not stopping there, he reproached Deyan for a full ten minutes.
“Why do you always act like the world’s greatest idiot once in a while? You’re a man who slices human bodies with a single sword, so why do you get soft-hearted over this kind of problem? Huh?”
There was not a single flaw in Holdin’s words.
Deyan had always grown up craving people and affection.
Therefore, when he met someone with a bit of a story, there was a side of him that became this soft-hearted.
Especially when it came to family-related issues!
Yet, if there is an order, he becomes a shameless person who slashes the person he pitied without any regrets.
Deyan was precisely the person made to make that possible.
“This is all because of the late Count Nemanic. That dreadful man.”
Tsk! Holdin clicked his tongue so loudly that the prison vibrated.
However, it is useless to blame a dead person. It was more realistic to find a way to escape this situation in that time.
Holdin, who was lost in thought for a moment, spoke as if he had made up his mind.
“Either way, it seems the Princess will kill us, so let’s gamble.”
“……How?”
“From now on, Your Excellency, just stay still.”
Deyan was originally staying still.
He watched what Holdin was doing blankly in a crouching posture.
Holdin approached the iron bars with a triumphant expression and pushed his hands between the bars.
And…….
“Princessssss! Let’s talk with us, okay?”
He began to shout at the top of his lungs.
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Warm sunlight passed through the thin curtains and flooded the room.
“Princess. It is morning.”
Giselle’s quiet voice looking for me was also heard.
I could also feel a moderately cool breeze blowing in, as if she had opened the window.
“Yawn.”
I rose from the bed, stretching both arms straight above my head.
Thanks to a good night’s sleep after a long time, my body felt refreshed.

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