A Berserker Mob, I’m Going to Participate in the Main Story - CH 17

“I’m going to ask you straight. Albert, Do you have any intention to harm His Highness Adam?”

The middle aged man asks.

Without warning, he suddenly enters the room.

He must have sensed the fluctuation of mana and intended not to let me prepare for it. Al was thinking so in a daze.

“No, sir. I have no intention to harm His Highness. (Eventually, His Highness will be the main character of the main event party. I’d rather have him do his best.)”

Al began to look back on. that way, saying that he must have been excited at the Great Hall the other day.

Three boys and a girl of the same age, the shadows of the royal family.

And thw middle aged man who came in later, seemed to be a superior officer.

All of them are quite skilled, and I am probably no match for them.

However, I don’t feel the same intensity as with my father from any of them. There is no sense of danger, no sense of general hair-raising just by confronting them. I evaluated them in this way.

“I see. you’re not the one who draws the bow to the royal family? To Highness ……? Is that what you say?”

“Yes, I am. As a member of the kingdom, as a person associated with the nobility,…… I have never thought of such a thing!”

The man glances at the girl in charge of sensing. She nods quietly.

But the girl …… Vera has a concern. Certainly there is no wavering in Al’s mana. But it was the same before and after the question. If anything, it’s the same even on the way here. It’s hard to discern.

“…… Then why were you observing His Highness and his shadowy escort, those men, in the Great Hall the other day?”

“It is not …… As a matter of fact, His Highness is not the objective. What I wanted to confirm was the power of those who are associated with the noble families on the frontier. I am ashamed to say this, but I am only associated with the noble families in the south. I was curious to know how much use those from other frontier areas are. (Well, that’s not a lie.)”

The questioner, an elderly man, does not identify himself. On the contrary, he even intimidates me with his mana. He feels uncomfortable with Al, who responds in a matter-of-fact manner.

(This guy …… makes no move against my intimidation. …… He is skillful at controlling his mana. Is it difficult to detect even a Vera when it goes this far? …… Hmm. This is why those associated with ‘Falconer’ are so hard to handle.)”

( Such Lukewarm intimidation…… but, well, this is the level of restraint against capital’s aristocracy, right? That’s a real live teaching tool.)

For some reason, the person being interrogated looks unconcerned and relaxed, while the three shadows watching on are more nervous.

“Vera. That’s enough. It’s pointless. He’s a total abomination. You’re the best, Falconer’s people.”

“Thank you for the compliment.”

He was agitated as usual. But the next moment, Al’s composure was shattered.