Battle had broken out.

Vogel’s quick reaction to Welner’s spear attack was brilliant, but he was definitely outmaneuvered. His companions were also being cut down by Welner’s forces. So, there was no doubt that Welner had the upper hand. Moreover, with his friends being cut down all around him, Vogel had completely lost his cool.

Vogel quickly tried counterattacking, but the time was not right, and he flailed in the air. Welner’s spear, which was quickly drawn and thrust, pierced through his upper arm.

Vogel screamed like a beast and waved his sword wide, but it was a crude attack and Welner brushed it away lightly with the hilt of his spear.

“Darn you!”

“Your language is so foul.”

Welner struck Vogel’s mouth, filling it with broken teeth.

“Ugaaah!”

“Don’t make noise in the middle of the night!”

Welner, while replying to Vogel’s angry blow, quickly brought the spear to his side and thrust it out sharply. The tip of the spear grazed his opponent’s ear.

As Vogel made a move to close the gap between them, Welner stepped forward. Vogel’s mouth was filled with air and blood as he spoke in a muddled voice.

“Hey, you, brat, you dare do this to a viscount!”

“Do you even know what you are saying now?”

Welner shrugged off Vogel’s response of desperation and, without hesitation, lunged forward again, only to be repelled by Vogel, who barely dodged and attempted a counterattack.

Even Neurath and Schunzel, who were looking around to prevent any escape, did not feel the need to interfere.

Vogel, being a nobleman of this world, had some skill with a sword, but Welner clearly had the upper hand in the fight.

Vogel tried to escape by turning himself around, but by that time his companions had already fallen to the ground. With the match finally ending, Neurath and Schunzel held him down from both sides.

Vogel, now on his knees, looked up at Welner with hatred.

“Did he really mean to kill you?” (Neurath)

“To put it bluntly, not him but the man who was trying to summon Lily, a temple priest named Kempel, and his relative who was far above him.” (Welner)

“Nnuuh…” (Vogel)

Vogel was crestfallen in various ways. Perhaps he did not expect the name of Priest Kempel to even come up. Welner shrugged lightly as he watched.

“Well, even though he planned to kill me, I don’t want this guy dead yet. For now, he can keep his head. Take him away.” (Welner)

“Darn it!”

The attempt to lash out no longer helped. Welner breathed lightly as he watched the knights pull Vogel away and pick up the sword that he had dropped. After a moment of contemplation, he handed it to Schunzel.

“It’s not a sword from this country. I guess we’ll have to check where it came from later.”

“Then I will bring it as evidence. Is that okay?”

“Sure, it’s good.”

If the other mastermind was more powerful than they thought, Vogel would probably be declared to have died of illness soon. On the other hand, if the mastermind was not that powerful, the case would go to trial.

In short, from Welner’s point of view, there was no need to go to the trouble of killing Vogel. However, it was also true that he was prepared to kill Vogel on the spot if he were to escape.

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