"All of you… Lower your weapons now… And don't you even dare to bring out that grimoire of yours."
Rickard said with a sickening smile.
With gritted teeth, everyone did as they were told and put their weapons back in their inventories.
"…What do you plan to do now, Rickard?"
Della asked.
"Hehe, I will win this war single-handedly for Monsieur Rascals, that's what. With you captured, Della, the war will be over!"
Rickard said with a smirk.
And at that moment, he pushed his sword through Miranda's chest, and she gasped in shock.
"MIRANDA!"
Della screamed, and she started running towards Rickard, and he tossed Mirande aside and pulled out his shield from the inventory.
Everyone else also moved.
Swoosh!
But in that moment.
A small—almost invisible-looking—dart flew across the air and stabbed into Della's neck.
"Ah?!"
Della's eyes shook.
In that moment, her entire body was paralyzed, and she collapsed onto the ground with a thud.
"…Della?"
"…Guild Master?"
