Chapter 44: Sharing a Bed
The man in the butler’s uniform left and a short while later there was a knock at the door.
I told them to enter and sure enough, it was Timona. He entered the room, closed the door, and fell to a prostrate position in a fluid motion.
“It is my lifetime shame to allow an assassin to enter your presence, Your Majesty. I can offer no apologies for this blunder. I will slice myself to pieces with my own hand if you order me to do so. Please give me the order.”
… What’s with this grotesque apology…? Eh, you can’t be serious, can you?
“Who’s going to take care of the mutated corpse…? You don’t need to apologise. That’s how good a mage he was.”
Being able to interfere with space is usually a cheat. I’m jealous because I can’t use spatial magic.
I guess I need more theoretical knowledge and a more detailed image because imagining it like it was used in games doesn’t work.
I should reprimand him as his Master… but that’s a bit different from tormenting him about it.
Honestly, there would have been nothing I could have done if he had snuck in while I was sleeping… Ah, Timona, who’s on guard duty at night, might have prevented the attack. HE would have been able to prevent the assassination. I don’t need to reprimand him for the attack.