Sorry, the Patricidal Tyrant Seems Beastly (1 Chapters Left to Complete) - Chapter 67

“The mercenaries are numerous—it’s quite bustling outside.”

The Head Maid cautiously asked for understanding. Various mercenary corps were coming and going outside the manor.

“It’s all right. They say this is a city of mercenaries, so it’s natural for mercenary groups to come and go frequently.”

Charlotte, who had come down from the spire, had grown notably quieter since then. A bookshelf had been placed in the manor’s reception room, and Charlotte sat there continuously in the same posture, reading a thin book she had taken from it.

Charlotte closed the book upside down and set it on the table. She leaned against the windowsill of the reception room.

“Noisy liveliness is better than gloomy silence.”

The mercenaries were boisterous. Each bore different armor insignias. Charlotte looked down at them and asked,

“The armor differs from one mercenary corps to another—have you divided them by affiliation?”

“It’s because many mercenary groups gather here. Those who carry swords tend to sharpen their edges, so this is one measure to reduce discord. Right now, we’re reorganizing the extermination front, so outsiders come and go often.”

In addition, logistics merchants supplying provisions to the extermination front and the various mercenary corps assigned to specific sectors of the front also visited the manor.

“It truly feels like a military facility.”

Not a residence, but the headquarters of the extermination front.

It gave the impression of a commander’s tent.

“Perhaps it does.”

The Head Maid lowered her eyes, a trace of bitterness in her expression.

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