Just as we were about to arrive at an agreement to wait and see before launching a war against the Empire, we found a strange maid in the room that no one but us was allowed to enter. The maid had a slave crest on her right cheek, so she seemed to be a slave that someone was using. A maid and the slave are both in the same position of being used by someone else, and despite the fact that she was both, she looked down on us with a condescending gaze. It was as if she knew about our entire plan and thought it wouldn’t succeed, talking in a tone that did not show a trace of respect even though she was before His Majesty the King! I don’t know how she got into this room, but if anything, coming here would be her last mistake. She should have waited until we had finished our meeting and escaped instead of showing herself. She may be confident that she can escape at any time, but that confidence is strangling her, and that’s the funniest thing I’ve ever seen. I can’t help but wonder at what point that confident attitude will fall apart, but it seems I’m not the only one who thinks so.
Looking around, everyone seemed to have arrived at the same answer as I did, with the expression on their faces that they were about to train a proud dog and watch its pride shatter into pieces. “I’ve never heard of this Black Rose organization you speak of, but I guess it’s just an organization that we haven’t heard about. I must admit I admire that you, a member of such an unknown organization, were able to break in here. You seem to be so good at escaping that you can brazenly appear before us, but this room has a system that allows one to enter but not leave without the King’s permission as long as His Majesty the King is here. We have this in case we find rats like you.” The last time the rats that invaded in the guise of friends showed us a look of despair the moment they found out they couldn’t leave without the King’s permission. I wonder what kind of look she will show us.
“Hmm. So, does that mean the same for you guys?” “Yeah, of course. There’s no guarantee that there aren’t traitors among us, and there might even be some trying to start a coup d’etat.” Even though she heard what I said, she didn’t look desperate. On the contrary, she asked me if we could escape from here without the King’s permission.