The Case When I Created A Secret Society of Darkness Because I Reincarnated As A Villain, But For Some Reason, It Became My Harem - Chapter 247

“… I wonder why? My head is starting to hurt.”

“Are you alright, Master?”

“If you’re tired, can I give you a lap pillow?”

“No, I’m fine. It’s definitely temporary and mental.”

“What’s that? Don’t tell me that the enemy who kidnapped Sufia is attacking Master mentally! That’s unforgivable!”

“But I don’t know how they could have made a psychological attack on our master, not knowing that such a thing would not work on him and that we could also trace their whereabouts by retracing the direction from which they attacked us… Let me teach them a lesson, Master.”

“… Oh. Yeah… sure.”

—It’s your fault, though!

How much easier would it be if I could say that? However, it was obvious it would take a lot of time and effort to make her understand the problem, even if I said it, so I’ll just give up.

If she is planning to spend that kind of effort and time, it would be more meaningful to spend it on rescuing Sufia…

And I used my skill, [Map], to look for someone who looks like Sufia.

At times like this, the [Map] skill is inconvenient because it doesn’t show the person’s name, only red for enemies, green for allies, and white for others. However, you can still see people’s movements, so I just have to look for multiple people moving strangely or people who are leaving the Imperial City and are trying to move away.

Who knew something like this would happen? I regret removing the markings I had put on Sufia before.

Unlike last time, His Highness Princess Claude is now Princess Claude, and she got stripped of her right of succession to the throne, so I thought that Princess Claude’s surroundings would be safe and the number of people I could mark was limited. So I removed the markings from Sufia in order to make room for the rest.

Then I found a group of four people who were obviously moving in a strange way, so I ran there, wearing a black mask.

“H-hey, you… Don’t tell me that mask is…”

“Undoubtedly, it’s the one, but our priority is to save Sufia right now.”

“Yes, you’re right!”

By putting on the black costume and the black mask in front of them, even Princess Claude must have understood who I was.

I’d like to think that perhaps Bridgette and Kalendoll also enslaved Princess Claude to make it easier for me to move around.

Now that she’s my slave, even if Her Highness Claude finds out that I’m the one in the Black Mask, which is now the talk of the town, she can’t tell that to any third party by any means necessary.