What's their purpose? The pursuing horses are rapidly approaching.
Thanks to the escorts, the number pursuing us decreased, and only two horsemen are approaching us.
However, the escort assigned to repel them was not following. I suppose he or his horse must have been wounded or killed.
On his horse, Ricardo drew his sword from the scabbard on his waist and turned to face our pursuers.
“Chotto-, Ricardo! It’s dangerous!”
“Britney, quickly run away! I’ll meet up with you later!”
“Even if you say that, I can’t ignore the situation! It’s two against one!”
“It’s fine. Now go!”
Shouting that, Ricardo raised his sword and thrust towards the two horsemen… It was an instadeath. (TLN: Lol. Good job.)
No, on second glance Ricardo didn’t die. His opponent’s sword was swung with such power that blocking it knocked him unconscious.
A fourteen year old bocchan (TLN: young master) whose trained since birth in martial arts, versus two professionals.
No matter how excellent Ricardo was, success is unreasonable.
The second pursuer caught Ricardo who was about to fall, and dragged him onto his own horse.
“How dare they- Ricardo!”
Even if I ran away now, I wouldn’t be able to escape.
In that case, I should buy time even if just a little!
Wielding the whip I use for horseback riding, I charged towards our enemies. (TLN: Heh. A “snap” judgement.)
“UWAAAAAAAAAAAA! Release Ricardo-!”
With a heroic cry I cracked my whip, hitting the enemy’s face with a nice feeling.
“Ita-! Shit-, this little brat!”
He raised his sword to strike back, but his ally stopped him.
“Oi-, we were told not to injure them!”
“Ku-…”
It seems these two were requested to capture me unharmed.
Although I struggled for a while, like Ricardo, I received a strong blow to my stomach and lost consciousness.
When I regained consciousness, we had been moved to a dim room.
Our wrists and ankles were bound with rope, and we were laid on a dusty floor.
There were no windows, but light shone through a crack in the floor. I could hear someone speaking.
Apparently, this place was the upper floor of a building somewhere.
Light shining through worn dusty floorboardsRicardo who also lost consciousness was similarly laid against the wall, but he seems to be waking up and is slowly getting up. Of course, our weapons had been taken by our captors.
Somehow making use of my abdominal muscles, I succeeded in raising my upper body to a sitting posture.
(That was close. I’m glad I trained my abdominal muscles…)
A little while ago, I probably wouldn’t have been able to sit up.
I sensed there was someone downstairs and strained my ears to hear. I think it was the kidnappers talking to each other.
I heard a man with an awfully throaty voice.
“Obtaining the Astaru earldom’s young lord was a stroke of luck. We can get a ransom from his family over there. Our pay will skyrocket.”
“Well said. By now, both Earls should have been contacted.”
Thinking I might be able to see something from the gap, I laid myself down on the floor once again.
I put my face on the floorboards and tried to peer downstairs.
“Oi-, Britney.”
Despite being restrained, Ricardo dexterously approached me and spoke in a low voice.
“Ricardo… I’m sorry for getting you involved in this. It seems, this was a kidnapping incident aimed at me.”
“It seems the culprits are below. I’ll search for a tool to cut our ropes. You continue to listen in on their conversation.”
“Understood.”
We’re two children. Our enemy isn’t wary of us at all.
Little by little, in loud arrogant voices they expose everything. (TLN: This is definitely a comic-book world. We’ve even got villains happily exposing their entire plots. Now just who’ll be Superman? My bet’s on Ryuze.)
“The place we’re receiving the ransom is the small cabin nearby. If it’s the grandchild of that stupid Earl, he’ll definitely pay the ransom.”
“He really is a stupid man. He doesn’t even realize he’s being played by his own daughter.” (TLN: CALLED IT.)
“That woman as well, really isn’t showing any mercy with her own father as her opponent. Despite being under house arrest, she’s really pulled off something huge.”
“She’s a greedy bastard. Ma~, we’re the same way.”
Hearing the laughter from the men, I twitched my eyebrow and moved a little.
(The mastermind behind this incident… was you Aunt-sama?)
Because the people themselves couldn’t move, in their place they must have employed these people and plotted the abduction.
They’re my own relatives, but they really are pathetic.
However, knowing this I cannot keep still.
My clueless grandfather will almost certainly pay the ransom.
No, since it’s my grandfather, it’s actually likely that in a panic he’ll pay even more than what the criminals demand.
(Ryuze-oniisama, please somehow contain Ojii-sama!)
While thinking of how to escape, I directed a prayer towards my stingy cousin.
Translator’s Corner:CALLED IT! Well, they were the only ones who would have any sort of motive right now. The author could have introduced a new antagonist instead, but I guess we’re still not done with these toxic relatives.
Also it’s another cliffhanger, but I don’t think this one’s so bad now that we know what’s going on.
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