Reincarnated Into A Dead Woman's Body In Another World-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.

"Get back here!!!" Fumeko blinked forward and pulled him by the ankle, while his head out the window—"THUMP!"—knocked into the glass.

He wriggled the foot, attempting to kick her away. Fumeko grunted, reaching the dagger in her hand to any part of his body and—"Slice!"

"AHHH!!!" he flinched and with that. "Knock! Thud! CRash!" Fumeko pulled him, hitting his head on the window again before she got him onto the floor.

He reached for something in his suit, pulling out a pocket knife and flicking it open in a rattle. Fumeko blinked back. "STHCK!" He stabbed into the wood of the floor, crawling.

He grunted and got on his hands and knees. Fumeko blinked next to him and kicked him in the gut, making him cough and falter back to the floor; she kicked the wound she had sliced across his thigh. "AH!"

She stomped her shoes onto the hand that held the pocket knife causing a louder groan. "Stay down Cornerade," she glared. Arabella made it first, followed by Jotou and Daiyu.

"Meko!" Jotou ran in, but sighed as she realized nothing had happened to her.

"I got him," a satisfied grin painted itself.

"Nice job detective, hell yeah," Daiyu walked in impressed and lightly punched her on the shoulder, "Save some from me next time will ya?"

"If I can help it."

Daiyu chuckled before her glare lowered onto the body below. "Goddamn you and your magics!" he cursed with a fist slamming onto the floor.

"Jealous?" Jotou walked forward and crouched down.

"What was the plan, jump out the second floor and land in the bushes?" Fumeko questioned.

"No, he’s not that stupid, there must’ve been a plan," Daiyu half-closed her right eye, glaring to the man.

Arabella eased Fumeko off of him and removed her eye makeup, causing the ash to cuff around his wrists for the time being. She kept him to the floor by a foot.

"I was already doing that you know," Fumeko snarked.

Asobi watched by the door as Hotaru and Feyan made it up, catching their breaths; the redhead splashed a rejuvenate over their heads in a little fountain. The Royal Guard all gathered by the door, some pushing in.

Daiyu put her hand up, halting their approach. "You didn’t have magic, so you must’ve had a failsafe. You did didn’t you?" she tapped her foot.

"Come clean Cornerade, we have enough evidence," Fumeko intimidated.

"I... I had a rifle hidden, if I had gotten to it..." he put his hands up with the ashen cuffs around.

Was it the truth or a lie...? Daiyu’s eyebrows furrowed, no response coming from her tapping. The floors were solid wood; as opposed to the marble of the palace. Either way, her intuition was enough to tell he was not lying.

"’Jinny’, where is she?" Jotou stared. The Royal Guard all spectated, halberds at the ready. Arabella looked to them and signed.

One of the guards leaned her head in, "We haven’t seen her all morning admiral!" she yelled.

"Talk." "TCKK!" Daiyu landed the tip of her sheathed greatsword onto the wood.

He panted, the blood closing around his gash and his hand beginning to bruise, "I won’t... I won’t," he shook his head with a grunt.

Daiyu grabbed him by the neck where it met his shoulder and pinched. "GAH! Ah, tsss! AH!!!" he squirmed for breath. "I won’t! I WILL NOT!"

Daiyu released her grip... All the worse things she could do right now... She turned to the blonde, "Wanna give it a shock?"

Jotou looked back, "I believe it’s your turn to speak deputy... I promise not to scream; you on the other hand," her eyes sparked and she laid a finger by his ear. The deputy minister bubbled his eyes to the side.

Jotou knitted her brows, "I think you know what happens if I do what I do... A lot of the Royal Guard can attest to it. I once popped someone’s eye out even.

The scars, the marks, all going through your veins with no resistance as you spasm..." she sang as she curled the finger around his ear and grabbed it.

Daiyu held Cornerade by the gash as he winced. She squeezed her hand, still glaring at his face. "I need to know where ’Jinny’ is. This is treason and you know my patience is running thin."

He glared to Daiyu then to the fingers holding his ear. "This is how the princess is huh!? Torturing an unarmed man!" he more so shouted to the Royal Guard around, "Down with the princess I say!"

"You’re gonna be unarmed real soon," Fumeko readied her dagger.

"Really? Spreading propaganda? For the princess you constantly berated? You even so boldly told me her legitimacy was up for debate. Never gave her a chance; you’re lucky you’re not dead right now."

As Jotou finished her sentence, light arcs of lightning went over her fingers as—"AGHGHAGA!"—she gave a mild zap.

"Jogged your memory yet? Jinny, now."

Fumeko showed the pin from above. Cornerade panted and he could not hold the tears from forming. Daiyu squeezed harder and he shouted.

"I... I told her to flee and tell the people to do the same..."

"The people?" Hotaru’s ears pricked.

Cornerade went silent. "Do you want another shock, your wrists off or see how much blood I can squeeze out of you?" Daiyu growled.

With a pained grunt he gritted his teeth, "We’ve... we’ve been sneaking in disgruntled people, protestors, into a rebellion. They’re hiding in the forests around the estate."

"I’ll give you a lesser sentence if you can tell me where they are."

"What a generous princess," Jotou added. "Won’t it be nice to have a better cell. I bet your mouth’s used to all the food filled with spices and exotic meats; how’s stale bread sound?"

Cornerade panted and pondered, eyeing the Royal Guard all standing by, furrowed in their glances. "Everything you know, and I might just give you a little better treatment," Daiyu continued.

"...Like the count and countess?" Cornerade side-eyed.

"Maybe. They’ve been pretty helpful, I think they might even be rehabilitating. Wouldn’t that be nice for you?" Jotou cooed.

The deputy minister gulped, still breathing from the pain, "Jinny gets the money to fund them some equipment when we were supposed to rebel—firearms mostly.

We made the pins as a form of recognition among ourselves, then one went missing from her room. We knew Countess Keya’s plan, but we thought it would be safer to have a reserve...

She failed, we had to rise. Now she’s all happy to help out, but I’m sure she resents you all the same," he nearly spat at Daiyu, but thought better of it. "We hid them from the rounds the Royal Guard make.

There’s six of the Royal Guard with them and about fifty anti-princess rebels. They’re east through the rainforests, behind the palace. They’ll escape through the north till they can get a clear shot to the west and back into the city."

"When was the rebellion supposed to rise?" Feyan asked.

"Somewhere at the end of September. Once all the plans were made, we take down the princess and we continue with the battle with Trailon, easy."

"Even if you somehow managed to get Daiyu, you’d still have to go through me," Jotou rose away from him.

"I don’t care! This operation was busted as soon as that pin went missing. Just give me what the count and countess get!"

Daiyu stood up and picked up her greatsword, "You don’t deserve my respect nor my mercy right now; and you don’t get to make demands.

You’ll rot like the rest of them and you think I’m gonna allow some sort of bargain for you? That’s not happening," she turned.

"WHAT!? YOU LIAR! SCOUNDREL! BASTARD!"

Jotou kicked his face to shut him up; he exclaimed his grunt as Arabella took her foot off of him. "You get what you deserve. Yell all you want pig," Daiyu’s eyes flashed a gem-like ripple.

Arabella handed him to the Royal Guard and gave proper commands to take him away with real handcuffs. "It feels nice to get back for all his shit," Jotou wiped her hand on his table.

"It did feel good. Justice’ll do him right," Daiyu sighed.

"Should we find the people in the rainforest?" Asobi held a wand in both hands.

"The rainforest is a hard trek, not to mention the fauna we might encounter. Some of us are not dressed for the trip and they have firearms; we should tread cautiously.

We can simply position Royal Guard to be at the outskirts of the forests at the west while we prepare to go in," Feyan suggested.

"They probably can set up an ambush and see us coming before we see them," Jotou voiced.

"What else’re we gonna do? Someone has to go in; we can bring some Royal Guard," Daiyu shrugged. Arabella nodded a yes.

"If they see Royal Guards near the west they’ll probably divert," Fumeko searched for something to tuck her dagger in.

"We have to go in, or else they might just leave Cravolta the other way," Hotaru looked out the window as the breeze blew inwards onto them all.