Count Chaylor looked between Simone and Marcel with a discontented expression.
“As expected, you are different, Hero. Or do all necromancers have such great abilities?”
“Well, I’ve never seen a necromancer like me before.”
Oh, really? That's right. Really.
'You're saying that you speak so well, but you keep your mouth shut in front of me?'
I tried so hard to continue the conversation!
Count Chaylor finally exhaled, unable to hold it in any longer.
Anyway, when it comes to things related to Simone, strangely, things don't work out and things don't work out.
Is this the necromancer's curse that I've only heard about?
Marcel, who was very wary of Count Chaylor, talks well with Simone.
Of course, Simone gave signs that she knew something, but even so, isn't the temperature difference too much?
Lady Marcel, who was known to be a quiet and shy person, was actually good at talking to people she was interested in and was good at carrying on conversations.
Simone was also a person who knew how to use such gentle and considerate words, and even her words were filled with humility.
But he wonders why they don't show that side of themselves to him.
“Your Grace the Count Chaylor.”
“Yes?”
Simone smiled and stared at Count Chaylor.
Just silently and absently.
Count Chaylor could easily read her intentions from her eyes.
'Fall in naturally.'
Count Chaylor swallowed his bubbling stomach with difficulty and nodded with a big smile.
Then he greeted Simone and Marcel politely.
“I’d like to talk a little more, but I think I should go now. I have someone I’m supposed to meet here.”
“Oh, I see. Then, Your Grace, I am sorry, but I will have a longer conversation next time.”
“Yes, Simone. Good night to you too, Lady Marcel.”
“Oh, yes. Next time.”
Simone and Marcel sent him off with no regrets at all.
Count Chaylor turned away from the two and clenched his teeth, feeling a pang of anger in his heart.
Why does my heart feel more bitter even though I successfully completed the first mission the boss gave me?
“If you don’t mind, could we talk somewhere quiet for a moment?”
After Count Chaylor stepped aside, Simone led her out of the quiet banquet hall.
To be honest, in this case, Count Chaylor was less necessary than she thought. Originally, he was supposed to be there to introduce Marcel naturally and help Simone adapt to society.
Perhaps because she had already gained some trust from Marcel, she followed Simone without difficulty.
'I guess I'll just tell him to focus on searching for clients today.'
The vast garden that the palace is proud of. Originally, this was a place where flowers bloomed during the day and showed off their beauty, but the garden at night also had its own unique scenery.
A cool breeze, the sound of clear water from the fountain, and the sound of music coming from the banquet hall.
Simone sat down on the chair with Marcel, thinking that their harmony was quite pleasing.
“Then I would like to start listening to your story now.”
Now that we've come this far, there's no need to try to coax her with sweet words.
As Simone got straight to the point, Marcel also began talking as if that was what he had wanted.
“It was early evening, before the sun had set, that the child first came to me.”
It was a day with a dreary fog even though it was evening.
There is no dark place anywhere in the capital of the Luan Empire, and the streetlights are always brightly lit.
Still, strangely enough, I couldn't see anything, thought Marcel as she looked out the window that day.
“Young lady, you haven’t said anything today. Are you worried about Miss Millie?”
Marcel nodded obediently at the servant's worried voice.
“No news today either?”
“Yes, unfortunately, there wasn’t. If there had been, I would have told you right away.”
Marcel's face became gloomy again. For ten days now, Marcel's expression was as gloomy and unpleasant as the foggy evening scenery.
It had been a month since her childhood friend Millie had disappeared.
Millie, who used to be with her from the time she went to and from school to dinner without getting tired of it, hasn't been seen in a month.
She didn't show up at the academy or the banquet, didn't visit Marcel, and didn't even send her any news.
It would be nice if she could just tell her that she was in pain or that she had some circumstances, but even when Marcel sent her a letter first, she didn't get a reply, so she could only feel frustrated and worried.
‘Where on earth are you and what are you doing...’
They first met when they were two years old and were friends for seventeen years.
During all this time, Millie never once disappeared without a word.
“You can’t just go and look for this!”
“Ouch! No!”
The servant was startled by Marcel's words and stopped her.
“What nobleman in the world would visit another family’s mansion without making an appointment? That would be absolutely unacceptable.”
“I know that... I know, but.”
But I'm still so worried... why...
Isn't the situation too strange? Even the teachers at the Academy don't know why Millie is absent.
“I hope nothing happens.”
But one day, after some time had passed, her wishes were met with the news that Millie had gone missing.
[The eldest daughter of the Nikero family, Millie Nikero, has gone missing. Count Flynn Nikero is looking for her, so anyone who has seen or heard rumors of a woman with the following description should report to the Count.]
This caused a great upheaval in the capital. Everyone tried to find Millie, and many tips came to the Count's house, but Millie was never found.
It's been a month since Millie disappeared.
Marshall turned his gaze out the window again.
“The academy students already think Millie is dead.”
"Miss..."
The servant could offer her no comfort.
In fact, the servant also thought that Millie might already be dead.
It's already been a month and there's been no news?
Weren't all the numerous reports false?
The servant, who had also been watching Millie with Marcel since she was very young, felt very sad and sorry.
However, they could not allow the young lady they served to continue to live in sadness and depression.
They had to help her accept reality, shake it off quickly, and get back to her normal life.
“Do you really think Millie is dead?”
“...”
Marcel sighed at the unanswered question.
Actually, she knew it too.
If she hasn't been found for a whole month, it's going to be hard to find unless Millie comes back on her own.
Of course, her parents will never give up on Millie...
'Unless a miracle happens.'
I will never see Millie again.
Tears welled up in Marshall's eyes again.
“Ugh...”
"Miss..."
Will I never see her again?
There are too many memories and precious feelings she has with Millie to let her go like this.
How could something so tragic happen so suddenly?
It was when Marcel, unable to overcome her sadness, buried her face in her knees.
bang
bang
bang
A loud noise rang out.
Marcel lifted his tearful face in surprise.
“What, what is this?”
“Well... well? I’ll go out and try it.”
The maid tilted her head and left the room. Marcel's head unconsciously followed the maid's steps.
“Who is talking so loudly...”
Even if the source of the sound was far away from the room, it was clearly identifiable.
This sound was a knock on the door.
Someone was knocking on a door somewhere with incredible force.
At this hour, there is no way that anyone would come to the mansion so rudely.
Thanks to it, the tears just disappeared.
When Marcel got up with a frown and leaned out the window to see who was knocking on the door.
“Miss! Miss!!!”
A maid's voice filled with shock was heard from behind.
...Marcel will never forget.
The maid who came running in with an indescribable expression was trembling as she spoke.
“Miss Millie...! Miss Millie has come to see you!”
She remembers seeing Millie running out the front door barefoot, not even putting on her shoes, after hearing that sound.
“Hello, Marcel.”
Thump- thump-
Even though it wasn't pouring rain, she was soaking wet from head to toe and smiling brightly.
She seemed to be in the shadows, especially in the bright light streaming from the mansion.
“Millie? You...”
As Marcel was left speechless in shock, Millie, who had been smiling with her teeth exposed, opened her mouth.
“Can I go in there?”
“As expected, you are different, Hero. Or do all necromancers have such great abilities?”
“Well, I’ve never seen a necromancer like me before.”
Oh, really? That's right. Really.
'You're saying that you speak so well, but you keep your mouth shut in front of me?'
I tried so hard to continue the conversation!
Count Chaylor finally exhaled, unable to hold it in any longer.
Anyway, when it comes to things related to Simone, strangely, things don't work out and things don't work out.
Is this the necromancer's curse that I've only heard about?
Marcel, who was very wary of Count Chaylor, talks well with Simone.
Of course, Simone gave signs that she knew something, but even so, isn't the temperature difference too much?
Lady Marcel, who was known to be a quiet and shy person, was actually good at talking to people she was interested in and was good at carrying on conversations.
Simone was also a person who knew how to use such gentle and considerate words, and even her words were filled with humility.
But he wonders why they don't show that side of themselves to him.
“Your Grace the Count Chaylor.”
“Yes?”
Simone smiled and stared at Count Chaylor.
Just silently and absently.
Count Chaylor could easily read her intentions from her eyes.
'Fall in naturally.'
Count Chaylor swallowed his bubbling stomach with difficulty and nodded with a big smile.
Then he greeted Simone and Marcel politely.
“I’d like to talk a little more, but I think I should go now. I have someone I’m supposed to meet here.”
“Oh, I see. Then, Your Grace, I am sorry, but I will have a longer conversation next time.”
“Yes, Simone. Good night to you too, Lady Marcel.”
“Oh, yes. Next time.”
Simone and Marcel sent him off with no regrets at all.
Count Chaylor turned away from the two and clenched his teeth, feeling a pang of anger in his heart.
Why does my heart feel more bitter even though I successfully completed the first mission the boss gave me?
***
“If you don’t mind, could we talk somewhere quiet for a moment?”
After Count Chaylor stepped aside, Simone led her out of the quiet banquet hall.
To be honest, in this case, Count Chaylor was less necessary than she thought. Originally, he was supposed to be there to introduce Marcel naturally and help Simone adapt to society.
Perhaps because she had already gained some trust from Marcel, she followed Simone without difficulty.
'I guess I'll just tell him to focus on searching for clients today.'
The vast garden that the palace is proud of. Originally, this was a place where flowers bloomed during the day and showed off their beauty, but the garden at night also had its own unique scenery.
A cool breeze, the sound of clear water from the fountain, and the sound of music coming from the banquet hall.
Simone sat down on the chair with Marcel, thinking that their harmony was quite pleasing.
“Then I would like to start listening to your story now.”
Now that we've come this far, there's no need to try to coax her with sweet words.
As Simone got straight to the point, Marcel also began talking as if that was what he had wanted.
“It was early evening, before the sun had set, that the child first came to me.”
***
It was a day with a dreary fog even though it was evening.
There is no dark place anywhere in the capital of the Luan Empire, and the streetlights are always brightly lit.
Still, strangely enough, I couldn't see anything, thought Marcel as she looked out the window that day.
“Young lady, you haven’t said anything today. Are you worried about Miss Millie?”
Marcel nodded obediently at the servant's worried voice.
“No news today either?”
“Yes, unfortunately, there wasn’t. If there had been, I would have told you right away.”
Marcel's face became gloomy again. For ten days now, Marcel's expression was as gloomy and unpleasant as the foggy evening scenery.
It had been a month since her childhood friend Millie had disappeared.
Millie, who used to be with her from the time she went to and from school to dinner without getting tired of it, hasn't been seen in a month.
She didn't show up at the academy or the banquet, didn't visit Marcel, and didn't even send her any news.
It would be nice if she could just tell her that she was in pain or that she had some circumstances, but even when Marcel sent her a letter first, she didn't get a reply, so she could only feel frustrated and worried.
‘Where on earth are you and what are you doing...’
They first met when they were two years old and were friends for seventeen years.
During all this time, Millie never once disappeared without a word.
“You can’t just go and look for this!”
“Ouch! No!”
The servant was startled by Marcel's words and stopped her.
“What nobleman in the world would visit another family’s mansion without making an appointment? That would be absolutely unacceptable.”
“I know that... I know, but.”
But I'm still so worried... why...
Isn't the situation too strange? Even the teachers at the Academy don't know why Millie is absent.
“I hope nothing happens.”
But one day, after some time had passed, her wishes were met with the news that Millie had gone missing.
[The eldest daughter of the Nikero family, Millie Nikero, has gone missing. Count Flynn Nikero is looking for her, so anyone who has seen or heard rumors of a woman with the following description should report to the Count.]
This caused a great upheaval in the capital. Everyone tried to find Millie, and many tips came to the Count's house, but Millie was never found.
It's been a month since Millie disappeared.
Marshall turned his gaze out the window again.
“The academy students already think Millie is dead.”
"Miss..."
The servant could offer her no comfort.
In fact, the servant also thought that Millie might already be dead.
It's already been a month and there's been no news?
Weren't all the numerous reports false?
The servant, who had also been watching Millie with Marcel since she was very young, felt very sad and sorry.
However, they could not allow the young lady they served to continue to live in sadness and depression.
They had to help her accept reality, shake it off quickly, and get back to her normal life.
“Do you really think Millie is dead?”
“...”
Marcel sighed at the unanswered question.
Actually, she knew it too.
If she hasn't been found for a whole month, it's going to be hard to find unless Millie comes back on her own.
Of course, her parents will never give up on Millie...
'Unless a miracle happens.'
I will never see Millie again.
Tears welled up in Marshall's eyes again.
“Ugh...”
"Miss..."
Will I never see her again?
There are too many memories and precious feelings she has with Millie to let her go like this.
How could something so tragic happen so suddenly?
It was when Marcel, unable to overcome her sadness, buried her face in her knees.
bang
bang
bang
A loud noise rang out.
Marcel lifted his tearful face in surprise.
“What, what is this?”
“Well... well? I’ll go out and try it.”
The maid tilted her head and left the room. Marcel's head unconsciously followed the maid's steps.
“Who is talking so loudly...”
Even if the source of the sound was far away from the room, it was clearly identifiable.
This sound was a knock on the door.
Someone was knocking on a door somewhere with incredible force.
At this hour, there is no way that anyone would come to the mansion so rudely.
Thanks to it, the tears just disappeared.
When Marcel got up with a frown and leaned out the window to see who was knocking on the door.
“Miss! Miss!!!”
A maid's voice filled with shock was heard from behind.
...Marcel will never forget.
The maid who came running in with an indescribable expression was trembling as she spoke.
“Miss Millie...! Miss Millie has come to see you!”
She remembers seeing Millie running out the front door barefoot, not even putting on her shoes, after hearing that sound.
“Hello, Marcel.”
Thump- thump-
Even though it wasn't pouring rain, she was soaking wet from head to toe and smiling brightly.
She seemed to be in the shadows, especially in the bright light streaming from the mansion.
“Millie? You...”
As Marcel was left speechless in shock, Millie, who had been smiling with her teeth exposed, opened her mouth.
“Can I go in there?”
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