Chapter 222: Arc 4, Act II, - 67: Sedition Part II
They rushed down the path and onto the training grounds. Fumeko blinked towards the buildings, while Daiyu ran in a dress and holding her greatsword by the shoulder.
While Hotaru and Feyan staggered behind, the rest made it past the Royal Guard who were coming back from finishing their shifts or going to start.
Arabella whistled with fingers in her mouth, alerting all the Royal Guard in the vicinity as she raised her other hand in the air. The Royal Guard stood upright, getting their halberds at the ready.
Some put their armour back on, most rushed to her side towards the barracks—the large green building made of many windows, that bordered some part of the rainforest of Tamara Palace’s estate.
Arabella barged through the door, several of the Royal Guard resting within either in chairs of the lounge or just chatting around all swivelled to the admiral’s call as she saw her, the princess, both her royal advisors, the Thundering Blade and a magician run past.
They thudded up the steps. One was missing; the one who blinked up and into the window. Fumeko looked at her surrounding; the thin wooden hallway of the offices she had explored before.
She glanced to the stairs and then behind to what she knew to be Cornerade’s office. All she could hear was the chainmail and thuds against the wood.
The brunette unsheathed the dagger wrapped in cloth within her sock. With it she blinked forward to his office door and- "CLCK! CLCK!" It was locked.
"OPEN UP!" Fumeko stuck the dagger into the metal keyhole under the knob. She heard something shifting, a chair? Something opening up? Paper shuffling and footsteps.
"CRINGGGCRRR!!!" The dagger carved through the metal, dislodging the door from the lock completely as she—"SMASH!"—kicked it open.
The wood splintered across the floor and Fumeko felt the cool rainforest breeze against her bangs as the window had been slid open and a leg was halfway out the other end.
Black hair by the breeze and scruffy beard, the widened eyes turned from the window, realizing how doomed he was. He continued now in more of a panic.