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As expected, there was some movement as soon as the collection team left.

A group of people escaped the castle under the cover of a dark, moonlit night. Although they acted secretly, their footsteps were clearly detected by someone.

*Swish.*

A man emerged from the darkness. It was none other than Cordell McNeill, the black agent of the Imperial Guard Knights.

"Wow! How did he predict this? This is truly an incomprehensible insight."

Abel Carriers' outstanding abilities were already well known, from a business that always turned into a huge success to brilliant decisions that consistently blew people's minds. It was to the point where some even thought he might be a god, as the rumors suggested.

"Come to think of it, wasn't this time almost like a prophecy?"

Once the collection contingent left, there would be those who tried to move the hidden funds.

This is what the Duke of Carriers had said.

They would assume that Viscount Toby Urquhart had been tortured into confessing quickly. If you think about it, it was obvious.

But the determination to predict that and act right away? No leader Cordell had ever known was this outstanding.

"Huh? I'm going to miss them if I keep doing this."

While briefly thinking of Abel Carriers, the group had already disappeared into the forest. Even though it was a remote area where monsters would be swarming, they moved without hesitation. What this meant was that the road had been proven safe through frequent visits.

Cordell McNeill followed quickly. Eventually, they reached a cliff hidden among the bushes.

"There's really nothing here except for the natural scenery…" Cordell muttered.

The place was just a dense forest. Since it was an area where no one usually set foot, an eerie atmosphere permeated the surroundings. It wouldn't have been strange if undead monsters suddenly appeared.

However, the five figures wearing black robes disappeared in an instant. They had simply been walking along the cliff, and it was as if they had evaporated.

"Huh!"

Even Cordell, skilled in espionage, couldn't help but be astonished. Their presence had been completely erased.

But the embarrassment was only temporary. Whatever secrets there were, once revealed, they would lose their power.

Cordell McNeill explored the area near the cliff. Then, he noticed something strange.

"Oh? So that's how they made the secret door."

The trick was both brilliant and simple.

A small hole, covered with a membrane, served as the entrance. It was like sliding down a cylindrical slide.

The last person who went down had pulled the rope and covered the hole again. If you hadn't seen them enter, it would have been very difficult to notice the structure.

"Even if the membrane is removed, it will be hard to recognize."

One might think it was a naturally formed hole or a burrow dug by an animal.

Cordell McNeill took off without a moment's hesitation. Since he already knew who the enemy was and had found their hiding place, was there really any need to act cautiously?

From now on, he could just go in and take care of it all.

*Gulp! Thud!*

"Huh?"

Cordell, who had been sliding all the way down, ended up making a stupid expression. This was because dozens of healthy men were waiting inside the brightly lit room. All of them were heavily armed.

"I knew you'd come after me. Who are you?"

"He must be part of the collection contingent. I checked when he passed through the gate, and he was missing one."

"Take care of the spy quickly. We need to move the stuff first."

"Well, that's important."

The sound of creaking armor came closer with each passing moment, but Cordell McNeill's face remained utterly calm. Even if they were an elite force, they couldn't defeat a knight trained in Aura...

*Whoosh!*

But then, all of a sudden, a bright beam of light appeared before his eyes.

"Huh? This wasn't an expected development?"

Those who had closed the distance were all emitting a clear aura.

At that level, it seemed like they would be at least mid- to upper-level if they joined the Knights Templar.

Over 30 of them, with nowhere to run? Even if they fought in a narrow space, there seemed to be no chance of victory.

Even as a black agent of the Imperial Guard Knights, the situation was too unfavorable.

But at that very moment...

*Gush! Gush! Gush!*

Suddenly, someone came sliding down the cylindrical slide. A figure landed stylishly, their black jacket fluttering in the wind.

It was Abel Carriers, the one who had designed this entire operation.

"Oh! Your Highness, they've robbed the warehouse. Please take care of them quickly!"

Cordell McNeill came over and quickly revealed the details of their enemies.

* * *

Abel glanced back and shook his head.

"Please, hold on to some of them. Aren't you supposed to be a member of the Royal Guard?"

"I work for the royal family, so what? Besides, this is my true self."

"Oh my!"

How on earth did he hide that personality and join the Knights Templar? He was truly an incomprehensible person.

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"Peacock? It seems like this guy is the one in charge of that expedition."

"It's better this way. I guess I could just nip it in the bud."

"Could it be that Toby Urquhart has already confessed?"

"We can find out about that tomorrow. If it comes down to it, we can get rid of it together."

The opponent uttered the frightening words without the slightest hesitation. Instead of just interfering with the Duke's activities, they were going to kill him and silence him? Are there really such crazy people out there?

'It looks like the secret has been revealed, and he's in trouble.' In that case, Abel thought, he should also respond accordingly.

'Should I show off my skills after a long time?'

As he held the gavel in his hand, a warm sensation ran up his arm.

『The Beast's Heart Activates』

Tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk!

Yeah, that's it. The boiling blood was running wild.

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Abel was the second most important person in the empire, next only to the Emperor.

Normally, there would not even be an opportunity to experience actual combat.

Besides, isn't his position in the Supreme Court? It was a role where violence could not be used recklessly.

This was true even in the case of the Marquis of Yeats. But it's different if the situation clearly involves a threatening opponent.

'Punishment must be stern, but it must be within bounds.'

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