They looked around until the sun had set and the sky had turned red with the sunset, but the jewel that seemed to belong to the Occult Society was nowhere to be seen.
By the time Simone and Abel both returned to the table, convinced that there were no jewels there, it was finally time for dinner.
Marcel then returned to her room. She must have deliberately taken her time, knowing that she would be of no help in investigating this matter.
“I asked them to prepare the meal and have it delivered to my room.”
“Didn’t the Count invite us to dinner?”
Marcel smiled awkwardly at Simone's question.
“He seems busy.”
“Oh, really? That’s too bad.”
Simone said lightly and sat down on the chair.
It must be because of Abel's attitude.
If the Count invites Simone to dinner, he cannot discriminate against Abel, another hero, so he must dine with him as a courtesy.
He must have really disliked Abel's attitude earlier, so he probably didn't want to talk to him and so he withdrew his invitation to dinner.
“It’s nice to eat comfortably. Well.”
“That’s right. Anyway, nobles are very fickle.”
Just give me food. Just give me food.
At Abel's grumbling, Marcel hurriedly brought him some food. Then she sat down and started eating too.
“What do you think? Did you notice anything suspicious?”
“Well, I looked around the room, but there wasn’t anything that looked particularly suspicious.”
“You, don’t you have any thoughts?”
“Does anything come to mind?”
Marcel tilted his head at Abel's question.
“What kind of example are you talking about?”
“Like, before the woman named Millie went missing, you received something or something.”
“I’ve never received anything. Millie and I used to exchange letters and gifts often, but I don’t think that has anything to do with it.”
“Wasn’t there something special that happened before Lady Millie went missing?”
“No, there wasn’t anything. As usual, after the academy, we just had a light snack and chatted at my mansion.”
It wasn't particularly unusual for Millie to stay at Marc's mansion and come back, as this was a regular occurrence.
“Or maybe there was an argument.”
“Um, no. Rather, she enjoyed the conversation so much that she came back later than usual.”
“Shr came back later than usual?”
Simone and Abel's eyes changed at the same time. Then, Marcel nodded in confusion.
“Yes, later than usual. But the Nicero family’s carriage was waiting, so she wouldn’t have walked back alone at night in danger.”
“That’s right, Simone.”
Abel said.
“Actually, even if I had walked back, it wouldn’t have been that dangerous. The capital is really safe.”
It is a place directly managed by the royal family and is home to many nobles, so it is much safer than the Illeston family's territory and the village of Hertin.
“Oh, really?”
Simone nodded and changed the subject. In fact, Millie's autograph wasn't important right now.
Unless Marcel killed her and Millie came back to seek revenge.
Simone looked out the darkened window and said.
“By the way, isn’t it time?”
Marcel's laughter quickly disappeared.
“Yes... Actually, in the early days, it sometimes comes earlier than it does now.”
“Then I guess we should slowly get out of here now.”
"... Yes?"
Marcel let out a rare, loud noise of panic.
Weren't you supposed to be there with me until they showed up?
I thought you took the amulet back intending to protect it?
To survive this night without a talisman...
Marcel quickly grabbed the two men.
“Ha, together... If you stay together... Or, even a talisman..."
But contrary to her wishes, Simone shook her head firmly.
“No.”
“Yes?”
No, we're not even staying together until the night, so why did you come here and stay out this late?
Simone said, looking at Marcel who couldn't hide his bewilderment.
“If I’m in this room, it’ll be hard for you to find me.”
They are the ones who are trying to tear her apart even with a mere talisman, so what would happen if Simone were to stay in this room?
Millie will not be able to come near Marcel and will only whet his appetite. When Simone disappears, she will sharpen her knife even more and torment Marcel as if she is venting her anger.
“The ghosts outside have no guts, no guts.”
"Yes?"
Some crazy guys at Illeston Manor would just bump into you regardless of whether you had an amulet or not.
No, that was most of it.
The ghosts that come to this room have been hiding for so long and don't even think about coming out.
Simone got up and headed out of the room, mumbling something that Marcel couldn't understand.
“I’ll be watching from a little distance. Don’t worry. I’ll come in before it gets too dangerous.”
“Yes? Uh, where...”
“Outside the mansion? Anyway, don’t worry, Lady Marcel, please hang out with Lady Millie today.”
Marcel shuddered.
“Millie... hang out with me, what does that mean...?”
“You said she wanted to come and play with you, right? Come with her. I’ll be watching over you, so it’s okay. If you want to go, go. If you want to play, play. Do you know what I mean?”
Simone said this and pointed to Abel.
“If you’re really scared, I’ll send him as an escort knight.”
“Me? Me?”
Abel, who had been standing there blankly, pointed at himself in surprise.
“Of course, he can’t catch ghosts. You can at least get some comfort from his presence.”
“Hey, what kind of joke are you telling that’s so real...”
As Abel said, it was a joke to ease her tension. But if Marcel really wanted, Abel could be here.
'Millie' and 'night'. Just the two words that come out make her look like she's about to faint, so you can tell just how much she's afraid of the torture that's to come.
If you need a place to rely on, as much as you can to retrieve the amulet from her and leave it in the room that will become a den of ghosts again, then you can get Abel's help.
But Marcel shook her head, trembling.
“Abel must have come here because he has a role to play.”
“Are you okay?”
“It’s okay to be by your side as long as you move flexibly.”
Despite Simone and Abel's worried words, Marcel shook his head again.
“Millie's target is me. If Abel is in the room, she might not show up. Millie and the ghosts have to come to the room so that the two of you can know my situation. I’ll try.”
Simone nodded with a pleased smile.
Since she said she was an academy student, Marcel would be in her late teens at most.
It must have been too harsh for her to go through at such a young age. She willingly accepted her role, even though she was trembling with fear, even though she was being told to go through it again.
Looking back, she was a very brave woman.
“Young Lady won’t get hurt. Absolutely not.”
“Yes. Thank you, Simone.”
Simone reassured her once more and left the room with Abel.
"Abel."
"Uh."
“You watch from here, and if it seems dangerous, quickly bring Young Lady Marcel out.”
“Uh. You?”
“I’ll be outside the entrance.”
Huh? Abel tilted his head as if he couldn't understand.
“What are you going to do there?”
Although it was not comparable to the mansion or castle of the Grand Duke of Illeston, the distance from the entrance to the front door of the mansion was quite far.
If you go outside the entrance, you won't even be able to see Marcel's room on the second floor.
Abel fiddled with the radio in his pocket.
“Let me know when those guys come?”
“Yes. Don’t worry about other things and just think about Young Lady Marcel’s safety.”
“I understand what you’re trying to do.”
With that, Abel turned around and headed back towards Marcel's room, while Simone and Geneon went out the door.
The entrance to the mansion we arrived at was extremely quiet.
Simone looked at the mansion in the distance.
Naturally, nothing was seen or heard here.
“Hi, I see...”
Simone sighed deeply and leaned against a tree a short distance from the entrance.
Why was it that I couldn't hide the feeling of being kicked out even though I came out of my own accord?
'It reminds me of old times.'
Simone thinks she sat under a tree like this and caught her breath when she first ran away from that damn orphanage.
Simone stared blankly at the view of the mansion for a moment, then placed her hand on the ground.
There's no time to rest. You never know what kind of situation Marcel might be in during that short time.
“Hoo.”
Geneon, who was watching Simone, let out an exclamation and waggled his tail.
“You’ve put a lot of thought into it. That’s right. It’s a hassle and difficult, but it’s a surefire way to accomplish this task.”
At that moment, Simone's eyes glowed red, and countless branches of mana began to spread out from her hands that touched the ground.
Even if the ghosts are too far away to see Simone's presence, there are many ways to feel and see them.
Among them, this number consumed a lot of mental power, but it was a method that allowed one to see Marcel's situation clearly.
Branches extending from Simone began to spread quickly along the walls of the mansion.
By the time Simone and Abel both returned to the table, convinced that there were no jewels there, it was finally time for dinner.
Marcel then returned to her room. She must have deliberately taken her time, knowing that she would be of no help in investigating this matter.
“I asked them to prepare the meal and have it delivered to my room.”
“Didn’t the Count invite us to dinner?”
Marcel smiled awkwardly at Simone's question.
“He seems busy.”
“Oh, really? That’s too bad.”
Simone said lightly and sat down on the chair.
It must be because of Abel's attitude.
If the Count invites Simone to dinner, he cannot discriminate against Abel, another hero, so he must dine with him as a courtesy.
He must have really disliked Abel's attitude earlier, so he probably didn't want to talk to him and so he withdrew his invitation to dinner.
“It’s nice to eat comfortably. Well.”
“That’s right. Anyway, nobles are very fickle.”
Just give me food. Just give me food.
At Abel's grumbling, Marcel hurriedly brought him some food. Then she sat down and started eating too.
“What do you think? Did you notice anything suspicious?”
“Well, I looked around the room, but there wasn’t anything that looked particularly suspicious.”
“You, don’t you have any thoughts?”
“Does anything come to mind?”
Marcel tilted his head at Abel's question.
“What kind of example are you talking about?”
“Like, before the woman named Millie went missing, you received something or something.”
“I’ve never received anything. Millie and I used to exchange letters and gifts often, but I don’t think that has anything to do with it.”
“Wasn’t there something special that happened before Lady Millie went missing?”
“No, there wasn’t anything. As usual, after the academy, we just had a light snack and chatted at my mansion.”
It wasn't particularly unusual for Millie to stay at Marc's mansion and come back, as this was a regular occurrence.
“Or maybe there was an argument.”
“Um, no. Rather, she enjoyed the conversation so much that she came back later than usual.”
“Shr came back later than usual?”
Simone and Abel's eyes changed at the same time. Then, Marcel nodded in confusion.
“Yes, later than usual. But the Nicero family’s carriage was waiting, so she wouldn’t have walked back alone at night in danger.”
“That’s right, Simone.”
Abel said.
“Actually, even if I had walked back, it wouldn’t have been that dangerous. The capital is really safe.”
It is a place directly managed by the royal family and is home to many nobles, so it is much safer than the Illeston family's territory and the village of Hertin.
“Oh, really?”
Simone nodded and changed the subject. In fact, Millie's autograph wasn't important right now.
Unless Marcel killed her and Millie came back to seek revenge.
Simone looked out the darkened window and said.
“By the way, isn’t it time?”
Marcel's laughter quickly disappeared.
“Yes... Actually, in the early days, it sometimes comes earlier than it does now.”
“Then I guess we should slowly get out of here now.”
"... Yes?"
Marcel let out a rare, loud noise of panic.
Weren't you supposed to be there with me until they showed up?
I thought you took the amulet back intending to protect it?
To survive this night without a talisman...
Marcel quickly grabbed the two men.
“Ha, together... If you stay together... Or, even a talisman..."
But contrary to her wishes, Simone shook her head firmly.
“No.”
“Yes?”
No, we're not even staying together until the night, so why did you come here and stay out this late?
Simone said, looking at Marcel who couldn't hide his bewilderment.
“If I’m in this room, it’ll be hard for you to find me.”
They are the ones who are trying to tear her apart even with a mere talisman, so what would happen if Simone were to stay in this room?
Millie will not be able to come near Marcel and will only whet his appetite. When Simone disappears, she will sharpen her knife even more and torment Marcel as if she is venting her anger.
“The ghosts outside have no guts, no guts.”
"Yes?"
Some crazy guys at Illeston Manor would just bump into you regardless of whether you had an amulet or not.
No, that was most of it.
The ghosts that come to this room have been hiding for so long and don't even think about coming out.
Simone got up and headed out of the room, mumbling something that Marcel couldn't understand.
“I’ll be watching from a little distance. Don’t worry. I’ll come in before it gets too dangerous.”
“Yes? Uh, where...”
“Outside the mansion? Anyway, don’t worry, Lady Marcel, please hang out with Lady Millie today.”
Marcel shuddered.
“Millie... hang out with me, what does that mean...?”
“You said she wanted to come and play with you, right? Come with her. I’ll be watching over you, so it’s okay. If you want to go, go. If you want to play, play. Do you know what I mean?”
Simone said this and pointed to Abel.
“If you’re really scared, I’ll send him as an escort knight.”
“Me? Me?”
Abel, who had been standing there blankly, pointed at himself in surprise.
“Of course, he can’t catch ghosts. You can at least get some comfort from his presence.”
“Hey, what kind of joke are you telling that’s so real...”
As Abel said, it was a joke to ease her tension. But if Marcel really wanted, Abel could be here.
'Millie' and 'night'. Just the two words that come out make her look like she's about to faint, so you can tell just how much she's afraid of the torture that's to come.
If you need a place to rely on, as much as you can to retrieve the amulet from her and leave it in the room that will become a den of ghosts again, then you can get Abel's help.
But Marcel shook her head, trembling.
“Abel must have come here because he has a role to play.”
“Are you okay?”
“It’s okay to be by your side as long as you move flexibly.”
Despite Simone and Abel's worried words, Marcel shook his head again.
“Millie's target is me. If Abel is in the room, she might not show up. Millie and the ghosts have to come to the room so that the two of you can know my situation. I’ll try.”
Simone nodded with a pleased smile.
Since she said she was an academy student, Marcel would be in her late teens at most.
It must have been too harsh for her to go through at such a young age. She willingly accepted her role, even though she was trembling with fear, even though she was being told to go through it again.
Looking back, she was a very brave woman.
“Young Lady won’t get hurt. Absolutely not.”
“Yes. Thank you, Simone.”
Simone reassured her once more and left the room with Abel.
"Abel."
"Uh."
“You watch from here, and if it seems dangerous, quickly bring Young Lady Marcel out.”
“Uh. You?”
“I’ll be outside the entrance.”
Huh? Abel tilted his head as if he couldn't understand.
“What are you going to do there?”
Although it was not comparable to the mansion or castle of the Grand Duke of Illeston, the distance from the entrance to the front door of the mansion was quite far.
If you go outside the entrance, you won't even be able to see Marcel's room on the second floor.
Abel fiddled with the radio in his pocket.
“Let me know when those guys come?”
“Yes. Don’t worry about other things and just think about Young Lady Marcel’s safety.”
“I understand what you’re trying to do.”
With that, Abel turned around and headed back towards Marcel's room, while Simone and Geneon went out the door.
The entrance to the mansion we arrived at was extremely quiet.
Simone looked at the mansion in the distance.
Naturally, nothing was seen or heard here.
“Hi, I see...”
Simone sighed deeply and leaned against a tree a short distance from the entrance.
Why was it that I couldn't hide the feeling of being kicked out even though I came out of my own accord?
'It reminds me of old times.'
Simone thinks she sat under a tree like this and caught her breath when she first ran away from that damn orphanage.
Simone stared blankly at the view of the mansion for a moment, then placed her hand on the ground.
There's no time to rest. You never know what kind of situation Marcel might be in during that short time.
“Hoo.”
Geneon, who was watching Simone, let out an exclamation and waggled his tail.
“You’ve put a lot of thought into it. That’s right. It’s a hassle and difficult, but it’s a surefire way to accomplish this task.”
At that moment, Simone's eyes glowed red, and countless branches of mana began to spread out from her hands that touched the ground.
Even if the ghosts are too far away to see Simone's presence, there are many ways to feel and see them.
Among them, this number consumed a lot of mental power, but it was a method that allowed one to see Marcel's situation clearly.
Branches extending from Simone began to spread quickly along the walls of the mansion.
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