Chapter 207 (2/2)

“Of course, Your Majesty.”

Slightly raising his eyes, Lazlie smiled confidently.

Lazlie de Voltaire.

The eldest son of Count Voltaire. The right-hand man of Emperor Rudolf. He was a secret agent of the Baroque Imperial Intelligence, as well as a resident of the Flying Dragons.

Lazlie was awkward when it came to using his body, but he had sharp eyes and had a way with words.

It was he who had encouraged Duke Ferrierd to rebel.

In other words, the rebellion of Konard was actually the work of Lazlie.

“This man beside me is our new mercenary captain.”

“I am Sancho.”

At the introduction from Lazlie, the bandit that was like a giant reached his hand out with a blunt face.

At the rude appearance of the man, the escort knights tried to stop him, but Duke Ferrierd stopped them.

‘If we act rude, Count Ferrero, the knight of the Baroque Empire, might not tolerate it.’

Although it was not comparable to the Imperial Intelligence, there were also eyes and ears which worked for Ferrierd.

That was why he could identify Count Ferrero at a glance, but he knew nothing about the dark-haired girl with a small physique standing beside Ferrero.

“But, who might this lady be?”

“Hohoho, hello, I am Shirley. A maiden reaching sixteen by this year!”

Shirley smiled brightly and made a peace sign with her fingers, implying her victory.

‘What is this? Is she really…?’

“Sixteen? I thought she was 12…”

‘Is she a mercenary too?’

As the Duke watched the girl with suspicious eyes, Lazlie officially introduced Shirley.

“Well, this is Shirley, the assault captain of our mercenary force.”

“Assault captain?”

“Yes, despite her looks, she is quite strong.”

‘But is she?’

But Ferrierd, who knew that Lazlie would never lie, didn’t say anything and the others just stayed quiet as well.

However, there was someone who dared to speak.

“Come on, you should at least say something that makes sense.”

He was Aslan, Duke Ferrierd’s son.

In fact, rather than talking out loud, he just mumbled what he wanted to say under his breath, but since the surroundings were so quiet, the words reached the ears of Shirley.

Shirley tilted her head and approached Aslan.

“Why do you think it doesn’t make sense?”

“That…”

“Take this.”

Suddenly, Shirley handed a halberd to Aslan.

Aslan, who wanted to prove her wrong, took it and was shocked.

“Wah, lord!”

‘What, what is this? Why is this so heavy?!’

It felt like as if a Gigant was placed on his hand.

Aslan had always been proud of his skills for being an intermediate knight, but he felt overwhelmed.

He was trying to move his muscles, and the knights around him tried to help, but the halberd didn’t even budge.

“It is made from adamant and gigantium. It splits and drills well, but it’s really heavy.”

Shirley picked up the halberd, which was crushing Aslan. She lifted it over her head as if she was just moving a toothpick.

Aslan’s complexion became pale.

‘Oh my God!’

Adamant and gigantium were heavy metals.

Actually, they were mainly used to make Gigant frames and gloves. It was an alloy, but for a human to carry it as a weapon was unheard of!

What was more surprising was that the one who was wielding it was a 16-year-old girl who looked like she was 12.

“She is still young, but Shirley is excellent at what she does. Her Gigant maneuvering is pretty good too.”

At the words of Lazlie, Duke Ferrierd nodded silently.

Lazlie, who slithered in response to their reactions, pointed at the ships that entered the port.

“I think you would be more interested in things over there than here. I have an expensive cargo that can protect the Kingdom of Konrad.”

As he said that, the curious eyes of the duke looked in that direction.

“Would you like to see them?”

“Obviously!”

As he nodded, Perrierd and his son Aslan along with their escorts went to the port.