Little Tyrant Doesn't Want to Meet with a Bad End[1-200]

Chapter 86: There's Something Wrong With You!

"Your Highness Victoria, I have a companion named Roel Ascart. He's a black-haired, golden-eyed boy, around the same age as me. He's... a very important person. Please, you must find him!"

"Ahh... Child, we're in the midst of a battlefield. Even if you ask me to look for someone... Wait a moment, did you mention Ascart?"

Victoria was put in a spot by Nora's question when she suddenly noticed a key phrase in what the latter had just mentioned. Her eyes immediately darted toward Ponte. The latter was in the midst of gathering his mana to cast another spell, but he, too, caught the girl's words and quickly turned his head over.

"Teacher, is there such a person in your family?"

"No, I have never heard of this person before."

Despite saying so, Ponte continued staring at Nora as he digested what she had just said. He felt like there was something important he needed to recall, but it just wasn't coming to him for some reason.

On the other hand, after hearing how Victoria addressed Ponte, Nora immediately realized who he was. She quickly turned to him and said.

"You must be Marquess Ponte, right? You have to find a way to save Roel. He's an offspring of the Ascart House! I believe that he might have been captured by the enemy soldiers!"

Nora's desperate plea shook Ponte's will. His flow of mana into the colored gemstone in his hand came to a halt and he began to hesitate between two different decisions. Even though it was a child whose existence he didn't know of, the knowledge that the other party possessed the bloodline of the Ascart House pricked deep into Ponte's heart.

What could he do? The Ascart House was simply not blessed with fertility!

The Ascart House had been quite prosperous over the last few generations, and it would have been all good if not for a single problem persisting in their family tree. For some reason, the patriarch of every single generation had almost always been a single child. Only in a few, rare generations did the patriarch have siblings.

Due to this, the Ascart House viewed every single family member with great importance, leading to a very different climate from the usual noble houses that had lots of successors but a great deal of dirty rivalry too.

"Child, are you certain that your companion is one of my family members?"

"I'm certain. I can swear on my bloodline that it's the truth. Please, you have to find a way to save him!" Nora said as she bowed deeply to him.

The current circumstances left her with no choice but to set aside her pride. She simply couldn't bear the notion of any danger coming to Roel. The two of them had already been through so much in this labyrinth. Things shouldn't end like that. They mustn't!

"Victoria, leave this matter to me. I'll try to look around a bit."

"But we're in the midst of a battlefield! To find someone here is..."

"Our Ascart House has too few offspring. Even if he's from the side family, I can't just give up on him without doing anything at all. Don't worry, I'll fully activate the labyrinth before Wade manages to fully bite onto us!"

Leaving those words behind as a guarantee, the black-haired man dove into the crowd of battling soldiers and began looking around.

...

Meanwhile, at the midpoint of the battlefield, Roel was forging a path forward.

Inside the drain, Roel pulled off an elegant upward kick that accurately struck the 'third leg' of a soldier of the Elric House. He managed to maximize the damage with a minimal amount of exertion. Unfortunately for the soldier though, while he was rolling around the drain with his hand grabbing his crotch, one of Victoria's soldiers rushed up to him and ended his life.