Jaeger Headquarters.
It was already late at night.
But with the situation urgent, there was naturally no time for everyone to rest.
Esdeath glanced around and quickly decided on the personnel assignment.
"Uesugi Ryu, Kurome, Ran, the three of you will go to Jellalck to guard Bolic."
Uesugi Ryu nodded expressionlessly.
He had just gotten Shambhala and hadn't even had time to get familiar with it before being sent out to work again.
He had originally planned to study this Teigu, but now it seemed there was no time.
Kurome yawned. She hadn't even eaten yet and already had to go on a mission again.
She casually took out a biscuit from the small pouch at her waist and quickly stuffed it into her mouth.
Esdeath's assignment was quite reasonable. Kurome's Yatsufusa was also very suitable for guarding.
Ran could serve as reconnaissance.
In the forests outside the Imperial Capital, he couldn't play much of a role.
Moreover, the enemy had a sniper. If he wasn't careful, he could easily get shot down.
There was some distance between the Imperial Capital and Jellalck. Traveling by horse alone would be too slow.
By the time Uesugi Ryu and the others arrived, Bolic would probably already be dead.
After thinking for a moment, Uesugi Ryu looked at Esdeath.
"Since the situation is urgent, lend me your wyvern to play with."
The wyvern had only been tamed by Esdeath.
For anyone else, trying to subdue that violent Supreme-class Danger Beast would be quite difficult.
But recalling how the wyvern reacted when it saw Uesugi Ryu before,
Esdeath thought for a moment and agreed.
"No problem. Depart as soon as possible!"
"Understood."
Uesugi Ryu thought to himself,
"Looks like I get to be a dragon rider for once. A wyvern is still a dragon, right!"
Compared to riding a horse, riding a dragon was more interesting and more comfortable.
Esdeath looked at the three of them, then added,
"Also, you don't need to care too much about Bolic's life."
"The enemy now has Shambhala. They might change targets at any time."
Esdeath raised her head and looked at Uesugi Ryu, speaking in a deep voice.
"If necessary, you can retreat."
Although she suspected that even if she didn't say this, Uesugi Ryu would still do the same.
From the previous battle, it was clear.
If nothing else, in terms of speed, no one could surpass Uesugi Ryu at the moment.
Uesugi Ryu showed a faint smile. As for who would retreat, that was still uncertain.
"Understood."
After saying that, Uesugi Ryu left with Ran and Kurome.
Wave leaned against the wall and looked at them.
"Mr. Uesugi, stay safe!"
Seryu waved her hand and said with a determined expression,
"Mr. Uesugi, bye!"
"I'll work hard with everyone too. We'll definitely wipe out all the evil!"
BolS didn't say much, just nodded toward Uesugi Ryu.
With Esdeath stationed in the Imperial Capital, even if Bulat were there, he wouldn't be able to cause much trouble.
Uesugi Ryu nodded slightly in response to their farewells, then quickly left.
.....
Inside Bolic's mansion.
The Four Rakshasa Demons gathered outside Bolic's room.
The tanned, light-yellow-haired cheerful girl Mez had her hands behind her head.
She turned to look at her companions.
"So boring. By the way, have you heard?"
Sten leaned against the wall with his arms crossed.
Hearing Mez's question, he slowly opened his eyes.
"What is it?"
Suzuka twirled her hair, seemingly lost in thought.
She looked up at Mez with some curiosity.
Mez smiled brightly and explained,
"The Minister's son has returned to the Imperial Capital."
Hearing this, Ibara showed a hint of disdain.
"What, I thought it was something interesting."
"Syura? It's true we haven't seen him in a while."
Mez stretched lazily.
Seeing that everyone wasn't very interested, she stopped dragging it out.
"That's not the point. Syura got beaten badly by someone."
As she spoke, Mez leaned closer and lowered her voice.
"It's said that he… is no longer a man now!"
Hearing such a brutal account, Suzuka's mouth opened slightly.
She seemed to become strangely excited.
"It sounds painful just hearing it. That's really unfortunate. But who did it?"
Just as Mez was about to answer, a series of footsteps suddenly sounded.
The gossiping expressions on everyone's faces disappeared instantly as they all looked toward the source of the sound.
Holimaca walked toward Bolic's room with Chelsea.
Chelsea lowered her eyes, her body trembling slightly as if from excitement.
"No other guards in sight. Are they hidden in the shadows?"
"As expected, this is a dangerous mission..."
No visible watchers, no other guards.
But that made it even more dangerous.
Chelsea felt a bit serious. Just as she was thinking,
the door had already been opened by the guard.
Holimaca held a cigar in his mouth and glanced at Chelsea.
"Go in."
Chelsea entered the room, and the door closed.
Holimaca narrowed his eyes and looked around.
Bolic's safety was guarded by the Four Rakshasa Demons.
But honestly, he rarely ever saw them, not even sensing their presence.
Each time, Holimaca tried to find flaws in them, but after several attempts, he got nowhere.
He flicked his cigar, scattering some ash.
Holimaca turned and walked away, touching the scythe on his back as a faint smile appeared.
"Forget it. I should go find some fun too."
Everything returned to silence. The Four Rakshasa Demons withdrew their gazes.
Chelsea was unquestionably an expert at disguise.
Even the Four Rakshasa Demons didn't notice anything unusual.
Bolic had been doing this kind of thing for a long time, and they were already used to it.
Inside the room.
Bolic sat on a tall chair with his legs crossed, looking down at Chelsea.
"Alright, congratulations. You have obtained the qualification to become the leader's attendant."
Chelsea pretended to look excited. Before she could speak,
Bolic said impatiently,
"You still have distracting thoughts. They need to be refined."
"Next, let me use a ritual to help you."
Chelsea felt a wave of disgust, but still suppressed it and replied,
"I understand, Lord Bolic! Thank you!"
Bolic paused, adjusted his posture, and continued,
"The leader possesses the ability to foresee the future."
"One of the key marks of becoming the leader's attendant is whether you can grasp the future!"
Expectation appeared in Bolic's eyes as he pointed at Chelsea.
"Next, Doya, can you grasp the future?"
Under the white robe, a thin needle quietly slipped into Chelsea's hand.
Before entering, she had already been thoroughly searched, even her mouth had been checked.
Only after confirming she carried no weapons was she brought in.
But as a professional assassin, Chelsea had many ways to hide weapons.
Chelsea raised her head, looked at Bolic, and revealed a gentle smile.
"Yes, Lord Bolic. I will definitely grasp your future!"