myriad of tricks and traps.

Attacking players in the banqueting hall was another familiar pattern.

Otto attends the banquet in full armor from the start.

He had knights and elite soldiers ready in advance.

It was all in preparation, for the many times he had fallen into Condor’s trap and got himself killed.

“You’re way more powerful than I’ve heard.”


“It’s definitely a skill that doesn’t belong in Iota.”

“Only Iota can have me.”

Meanwhile, Camille and Condor traded blows and fought tooth and nail.

But Condor’s strength was clearly in his favor.

As the minutes ticked by, he began to overwhelm Camille.

“Sir Camille!”

“Be careful!”

Eventually, even the lower-ranking Iota knights were forced to attack the condor.

‘We’ll never beat him by force, never.’

Otto watched the fight and timed it.

‘He’ll flee in five minutes.
It’s four and a half sec now.
Thirty more seconds and….’

Exactly thirty seconds later.

“Too bad…!”

Condor swung his sword violently, shaking off Camille and the knights.

“We’ll have to wait for another time.”

He then threw himself against the window.


The window shattered, and Condor’s figure disappeared without a trace.

“Let him go.”

Otto called out to Camille, who was running after the condor.


“It’s dangerous to chase him.”

Otto calmed the disappointed Camille.

“That’s probably a trap.”

“I see.”

“Good work.”

Otto patted him on the shoulder to encourage him.

“You don’t look so good, Don’t get your pride hurt.”

“I know.”

Camille nodded.

“But it’s also true that your opponent is much stronger than you.”

“That’s true.”

“What about these guys… what should I do?”

Camille asked, gesturing to the subdued Orth people.

“No need to kill them, just imprison them.”

“They were the ones who tried to kill our lord.”

“I know.”

“They deserve to be executed.”

“I know.”

“And yet you show them mercy?”

“Do I look like I’m showing mercy?”


Camille was surprised by the eeriness in Otto’s expression.

“Killing them would only increase their antipathy.
Condor would want me to kill them.”

“That’s… Are you afraid?.”

“If we kill them, we’ll only be helping the Condor.

Otto added.

“You don’t have to go after them and kill them.”

“Why do you think that?”

“I told you, it gets messy when people are in groups.”

“Are you trying to force Condor to make an irrational actions?”


Otto nodded.

“What we need to do is not kill the condor, but induce him to behave in a way that loses public support.”


Camille exclaimed in pure amazement.

He had never, ever, ever thought that Otto’s thoughts had gone that far.

“When a man is cornered, he’s bound to make a mistake, and we’ll just have to wait it out.
It’ll be a bit of a hassle, but don’t worry, I have a plan.”

“I understand.”

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