The Strongest Dull Prince’s Secret Battle for the Throne

Chapter 509

Chapter 509: The Pursuit Squad

On the Imperial Navy flagship, Kaiser Alphonse, Lynfia asked Sebas as they captured Rondine's port in their sight.

"Was it okay?"

"What do you mean?"

"Not following Al. Given that we are at a disadvantage, Al should need information. The Narben Ritter are ultimately soldiers. They can't move as covertly as you can."

"You have a point, but I wasn't told to come along."

Sebas didn't decide to follow Finne.

It was Al who had told him to follow Finne.

Sebas had no reason to intentionally defy that.

"That is true, but..."

"Are you worried?"

"Yes... I think his protection is too thin."

"That's probably what he wanted. Besides, Arnold should have known that he needed information. He intentionally placed me by Finne's side, probably thinking I would be needed in Rondine."

"You think something will happen in Rondine?"

"I'm not sure, but he's the type to take the initiative when he's at a disadvantage. He may be planning to make up for the disadvantage in Albatro by gaining an advantage somewhere else."

Lynfia seemed to be convinced by Sebas' explanation and returned to prepare for disembarking.

However, even Sebas, who was explaining, didn't fully understand Al's intentions.

There might not be any profound reasoning.

Al was the type of person who, given the intent, could do almost anything.

So, he would manage even without Sebas.

That's why Sebas was assigned to Finne.

Just for his own peace of mind.

Thinking this far, Sebas realized that it was pointless.

"He's the type to hide his true intentions behind a facade."

His true concern for Finne was likely hidden behind the pretext that Sebas was needed in Rondine.

Even if he asked, he would probably just get the pretext.

Sebas, who had pondered over the meaningless, turned on his heel, chuckling wryly.

The ship was preparing to disembark.

The crew, working quickly and efficiently, showed why they had been entrusted with the flagship.

The sailors all stopped in their tracks.

Because out from the depths of the ship emerged Finne, dressed in a blue long dress.

Everyone followed Finne with their eyes.

Even the captain, who was supposed to be reprimanding them, was captivated by Finne.

"Sebas, what do you think? It's not strange, is it?" Finne asked.

"You look beautiful. I'm sure the Duke of Rondine will be captivated as well."

"I wonder. The Duke of Rondine has met Elna before."

"The beauty of the sword is understood only by those who know it, but the beauty of a flower is understood by all. I'm sure it will reach the Duke."

With that, Sebas smiled gently.

"Darn it! Where did they go!?"

Arnold and Julio, who had escaped from the capital, were naturally pursued.

However, no pursuers were able to reach the duo.

The pursuers were already on their third squad.

The first and second squads had lost contact.

Therefore, the third squad advanced cautiously but was ambushed in the darkness.

The location was a highway a little away from the capital.

Arnold and Julio had traveled this road.

Knowing this, the squad chose this path, but there was a trap set up there.

A simple trap of placing formidable enemies.

"Ahhh!?"

"Damn it! Where from!?"

"Hold up! Form a circle!"

In the darkness where their vision was limited, their enemy was strong.

If they didn't consolidate, they would be defeated.

At the captain's instruction, the squad formed a circular defensive formation, weapons at the ready.

The mission was pursuit, so the squad was lightly equipped.

Without shields, they struggled to deal with unexpected attacks.

As the captain considered this, something landed on his right shoulder.

"Lord Seig, I'm dropping in from above!"

In an attempt to shake it off, his left hand moved.

But that left hand was cut off in an instant.

"Guaaaa!?"

Feeling a fierce heat, the captain fell to his knees.

But the heat disappeared immediately.

That's because the captain's head had been cut off.

"Ahhhh!?"

"There's something there! It's small!"

"What is it!? What's happening!?"

Unable to comprehend the situation, the soldiers descended into chaos.

This was not part of their training.

They were trained not to be disturbed by the unexpected, but this was too unexpected.

Something inhuman was bouncing around, decapitating people.

"It's a monster!!"

"Run!!"

Having lost their captain and with no unified command, the squad scattered in panic.

They didn't dare to pursue.

In the scene where several bodies lay strewn, the attacker, Seig, was earnestly wiping the blood splatter off his spear.

"Darn! It doesn't come off!"

"I'll take care of it, Lord Seig."

"Wow! You're very considerate, Colonel!"

"No, no, I haven't done anything this time."

Seig and Lars from the Narben Ritter had been stationed on the highway.

Finne was assigned to guard Arnold and Julio.

The first and second squads were annihilated by Lars and his team.

In a relay with them, Seig attacked the third squad.

The assigned task was interception.

The order was simply not to let the enemy through.

But it was almost time to pull out.

"Surely, the next one will be a large troop."

"Yes. But, the few that Lord Seig let escape will report a monster, so they will probably advance in a highly alert state."

"That's a nasty story. Is there such a cute monster?"

While saying this, Seig received the spear from Lars.

Letting them escape was intentional.

Deliberately let them escape to cause confusion on the enemy's side.

"We should retreat as well. The Prince and the Duke should have been able to escape a reasonable distance by now."

"Really... Why do we get involved in trouble everywhere we go?"

"In this case, we knew about the trouble before we left."

"So, we're heading towards trouble. That's just as hopeless."

While saying such things, Seig hopped onto Lars's shoulder.

The Duchy of Albatro is a small country.

There are no famous people to be wary of.

They might manage at sea, but on land, even if they gather a number of troops, they were no match for Lars and his team.

But, Arnold had strictly ordered not to let their guard down.

Therefore, while they still had the upper hand, Lars and his team chose to retreat.

The reason Arnold was so cautious was because Marcel was on the other side.

The level of alert was unprecedented.

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