The Noble Lady Without Magic Aims to Become an Adventurer! - Chapter 89
“Now, Marloa, come along. Follow us quietly.”
As the key turned with a metallic clang and the iron bars swung open, the men began to enter the cell. At that moment, a command came through from the captain: “The knights are breaching. Alert them to the location.”
I exchanged a glance with Lydia and gave her a small nod, signaling her.
“Disgusting!” I shouted.
I struck the man who had tried to grab my arm, sending him flying into the wall. He collapsed, motionless.
The sudden turn of events left the other men stunned, momentarily halting their movements.
Outside, the sound of hurried footsteps approaching the cell echoed through the corridor.
“Help us!” Lydia shouted loudly.
Her voice seemed to carry, as a group of knights burst into the room moments later. The men barely had time to react before they were subdued, unable to use me as a shield.
“Are you alright? Come this way,” one of the knights said.
Lydia and I were escorted out by one knight, while the frightened women by the wall were guided out by another group.
As noblewomen, Lydia and I were directed to the left, while the others were taken to the right, likely to a safe location where the knights could gather more detailed information. I suspected they’d be brought to the knights’ headquarters or a similar shelter.
We were taken to an unused room within the estate, where one of the knights handed back the confiscated magical tools.
“Lydia, Marloa, well done,” the knight said.
Looking closely, I realized it was Vice-Captain Marco.
“Vice-Captain Marco! Thank you for your hard work,” I said.
“Marloa, congratulations on your first kidnapping rescue. You did well.”
“Vice-Captain Marco, it was terrifying. If Lydia hadn’t been there, I might have disobeyed orders and beaten up the Count and his men myself,” I admitted.
“Haha, full of energy, aren’t you? It’s good you managed to get through it without resorting to magic. Still, we were a bit slow getting here,” Lydia said, her smile turning pointed as she stepped closer to Marco.
“The Third Knights were sluggish, as usual. They probably fell for some fake intel and thought they had time to take it easy. The captain was furious, of course, but what else is new? They never understand the risks we take or the work we do,” Marco replied, shrugging.
As I re-equipped my magical tools, I watched the banter between Marco and Lydia. It seemed that the Zero Division operated in the shadows, never stepping into the spotlight, no matter how significant their contributions.
All credit for captures went to the knights.
Hearing this left me feeling a little conflicted.
But then again, we were well-compensated for understanding this dynamic. The Zero Division’s pay far exceeded that of regular knights.
After returning to the Zero Division’s quarters with Vice-Captain Marco, we prepared and submitted a detailed report to the captain.
What a day it had been.
Since it was getting late, and Anna and the others would worry if I were out too long, I sent a message to my home: “An urgent task came up, so I’ll be staying at the palace overnight.”
By the time we handed in the report, it was quite late, so we had a light meal in the knights’ dining hall before heading to the Zero Division’s rest quarters.
The nap rooms were bare-bones, just beds for sleeping, and quite small.
However, through some spatial magic or optical illusion, the interior seemed as spacious as a guest room in the royal palace. The lack of a claustrophobic atmosphere, paired with the soft, comfortable bedding, made it an easy place to rest.
Ah, of course, there were no showers in the rooms, so I used cleansing magic to freshen up before bed. Lydia, however, preferred to return home and promptly teleported there with her magic.
As expected of Senior Yele’s sister.