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What appears in a storm is not necessarily a monster or a hunter; sometimes it might be a super invincible beautiful girl from the universe, a beautiful young woman, and a handsome man.
"So, Miss Emilia."
"Why did you choose this time to visit Mr. Yulian?"
Flenna relit the fireplace.
Allowing the three people drenched by the heavy rain to finally feel a trace of warmth.
Facing Heiter's inquiry, Baron Corist was also too ashamed to speak.
It had to be Emilia who spoke up indignantly to reveal the truth.
"Ever since the City Lord passed away, those nobles in the city started harassing us frequently,"
"Even after the special envoy from the Royal Capital arrived and severely punished the murderer, allowing Viscount Enoc Caven to become the acting City Lord, they became even more excessive!"
"They even sent people to abduct Mother! It was only after we reported it to the City Lord's Mansion that Mother was sent back!"
Emilia's eyes were filled with anger.
This was simply lawless!
"We were worried about something else happening, so we wanted to ask Mr. Yulian for help."
"But we didn't expect it to start raining heavily halfway..."
Mentioning this, Emilia lightly covered her mouth and nose with her hand and let out a not-too-small sneeze.
I knew this beautiful young woman was a femme fatale!
Yulian's eyes lit up, just about to feel smug about his previous judgment when he suddenly realized his mistake and quickly darkened his expression.
"Clang!"
"A bunch of beasts!"
Yulian slammed the wooden table hard.
However, after receiving a glare from Frieren, Yulian still obediently withdrew his hand.
"Is the Holy City this chaotic now..."
Heiter found it somewhat hard to believe, yet also didn't seem too surprised.
His sighing expression contained complex emotions.
"A bunch of scumbags, I'll take care of them!"
Flenna was filled with righteous indignation, rolling up her sleeves and looking as if she was really going to rush through the storm all the way to those nobles' homes and go on a killing spree.
Even Fern puffed out her cheeks, a surge of ill will gathering in her chest.
However, both of them also obediently sat down and maintained a lady-like image after a single look from Yulian.
Flenna's identity is that of a Demon, and she is stunningly beautiful. If she were to live in one place for a long time, it would obviously not be suitable for her to show her face.
Fern is still a child, and her family isn't without adults. It's not her turn to be the one to step forward.
"Is there anything I can do to help you?"
Compared to the emotions and impulsiveness of the others, Frieren appeared very calm.
"We came here specifically to seek Mr. Yulian's help,"
Emilia nodded repeatedly, her face showing a pleading expression.
"We hope Mr. Yulian can help us, so we can live peacefully in the Holy City!"
All they wanted was to live a peaceful life, but wasn't a peaceful life precisely the biggest request?
Yulian sighed.
Even he couldn't live a simple life, so how could he help others?
"Baron Corist, haven't you considered moving to another place?"
Frieren asked softly.
Yulian frowned slightly.
Nobles have specially enfeoffed land and cannot leave arbitrarily. This is common sense!
However, thinking that it was Frieren asking, Yulian suddenly understood.
"Miss Frieren,"
"At first, we also thought that escaping the Holy City would be enough, but we were told that moving out of our territory without the King's permission is a capital offense,"
"So we had to give up on that plan..."
Baron Corist lowered his head heavily.
As a man, he was a complete failure.
However, it really wasn't his fault. As a newly promoted noble from the common people, he was inherently not accepted by the nobles.
Under their combined suppression, he was completely powerless and could only be slaughtered!
If the princess were a little stronger, or if the king were in good health, everything would be fine.
Unfortunately, none of that was the case...
"Is that so..."
Frieren also had no idea, silently agreed, and fell into thought.
Yulian seemed to have become the focus again.
Pairs of eyes stared at Yulian with expectant expressions.
Yulian really disliked being watched like this.
Why are you looking at me?
Can I conjure something out of thin air?
Yulian's expression was very poor.
This was the situation of being willing but unable.
He couldn't possibly kill all the nobles for Baron Corist's family, could he?
That's insane!
But if not, what other way was there!
"Mr. Yulian..."
Fern called out softly.
Hoping Yulian would give an answer.
Okay, I know about your situation.
You can go back!
I will handle this matter!
Could Yulian say that?
That would certainly comfort Baron Corist's family, but would it be useful?
He had no way at all!
Frustration, an unprecedented frustration enveloped Yulian!
If he were in the Demon Race, there was really nothing that the current Yulian couldn't handle with a single word, but this was within the human world.
"Perhaps I have no way,"
Yulian reluctantly admitted the reality, but just as everyone sighed in despair, Yulian's words took a sudden turn.
"But perhaps Mr. Heiter can help you."
Heiter, this aging old man at this moment, a member of the Hero's party, the former Bishop of the Holy City!
Although Yulian hadn't considered whether Frieren could help, after all, Frieren was one of the few Great Mages in the kingdom and also had the aura of a Mage from the Hero's party.
But infighting, power struggles, and troublesome matters were things Yulian didn't want them and Frieren to get involved with.
She was a slow-witted, kind elf. Everyone's love for her and her love for everyone was equally pure.
"Mr. Heiter..."
Baron Corist hesitated.
Looking at the old man beside him who was already old and frail, he couldn't bear to let him get involved in any more trouble.
He would rather take off his noble robe and put on his armor again to fight desperately with those greedy and vicious nobles!
He was unwilling for Heiter to go through hardships for them.
"If even Mr. Yulian has no way,"
Emilia forced a smile, trying to say comforting words.
Something like, we will also work hard, we will definitely defeat those bad people, etc.
But she couldn't say anything at all!
Tears fell onto her dress, and Emilia still forced a smile.
She couldn't do it, she couldn't do anything!
She was really helpless, really powerless!
Damn nobles!
Yulian's eyes were almost red.
It was like this when he lived with Nico and the others.
It was like this in the Southern Kingdoms.
Now that he was back in the Central Kingdoms, and in the Holy City, these damn nobles were still like this!
Just kill them!
A bold idea appeared in Yulian's mind.
The idea he usually endured again and again was burned away by the anger in Yulian's chest at this moment.
That was the girl who made him feel warmth from the bottom of his heart, but now she was crying!
"Emilia!"
Yulian suppressed his almost unbearable anger and called out Emilia's name.
However, Heiter was a step faster than him.
"I can help you, don't worry."
Heiter's gentle voice echoed in everyone's hearts.
Yulian's emotions suddenly calmed down.
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