8,

"Help, help! Sister Sonja!"

Mr. Cyclone, with a smug expression on his face, hid behind Sonja and peeked at the maid in front of him.

"That's a bad guy!"

He pointed, though still hiding behind Sonja, Mr. Cyclone was no longer as afraid of the maid.

On the contrary, when Mr. Cyclone pointed at her, the maid seemed to want to shrink back for a moment, but soon took another step forward.

"This is between me and that rat! If you don't want the Prime Minister to know you're here, give me the rat!!"

The maid's expression was tense, sweat streaming down her face, but she still pretended everything was fine.

Sonja had already drawn her long sword and set it between Mr. Cyclone and the maid, ready to protect Mr. Cyclone.

With the protection of the strongest knight captain Ellen, Mr. Cyclone couldn't help but smirk.

At this time, the dust that had been raised began to settle, and the scene inside the room was finally clearly visible.

The maid still stood on top of the pile that had fallen, and behind her, there were four men dressed in noble clothes, retreating to the wall.

They were tall and short, fat and thin, dressed sumptuously. Although they were in disarray due to the dust, the jewels they wore still glittered.

At the same time, there was an unknown creature next to Mr. Cyclone and Sonja.

A very small creature, only a third of the height of Mr. Cyclone.

With long ears, so long that they even touched the ground.

This white, furry creature wore a brown cape.

The creature fearlessly took a step forward, standing next to Sonja, but it didn't look at her, just spoke seriously.

"Wait a minute! Captain Sonja!! If we start a war with the Prime Minister's people now......"

"But!?"

The scene made Mr. Cyclone break out in a cold sweat, and it wouldn't stop.

Although many things happened suddenly, Mr. Cyclone could still understand the current situation.

The words just now made Sonja hesitate.

Her sword almost dropped, as if to give up protecting Mr. Cyclone.

At the same time, the maid actually began to laugh.

"… Although I understand your feelings, we must not make a mistake."

Sonja turned to look at Mr. Cyclone, her eyes full of despair.

"It seems you all agree~ Rat!! Accept your fate!!"

The maid took a step forward, dragging her sharp scythe, advancing towards Mr. Cyclone.

At this moment, Mr. Cyclone fully understood. Although he didn't know who the Prime Minister was, his existence determined Mr. Cyclone's life and death right now.

"Damn! Is this...going to let me go!?"

The world seemed to stop, and Mr. Cyclone unconsciously swallowed.

The maid took another step forward.

"This situation...is not good... Oh!? Wait!!!!!"

But in this moment of crisis, a message flashed through Mr. Cyclone's mind.

This message made Mr. Cyclone's cold-sweating heart stop beating.

"Wait, wait!!!!!!"

He raised his hand and shouted at the maid. This shout made everyone freeze again.

Just raising his hand, Mr. Cyclone was now asking a question.

"Is the face of... the Prime Minister...covered in heavy makeup?"

Sonja gently nodded.

"The ears of... the Prime Minister...are they also decorated with three shiny earrings?"

The four nobles nodded in unison.

"Ahem!!"

At this moment, Mr. Cyclone's tense mood completely stopped, and he pretended to cough twice before seriously asking another question.

"Is the Prime Minister... a pervert who likes men?"

Everyone nodded, except for the maid who began to retreat, shaking her head slightly.

In this instant, Mr. Cyclone couldn't help covering his laugh that he couldn't suppress with his hand.

While sneering, he calmly said, "

Oh~ that pervert... just now... died in my hands~"

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