For a moment, Agatha couldn't hide her bewildered expression.
“3 million karls?”
Enoch received a reward of 10,000 karls for his victories in the war for 10 years.
Of course, they were given a huge amount of land.
And the money that Agatha lent to Enoch without interest was one hundred thousand carats of gold.
Gold that can last a noble family for about six months to a year.
So, Henry was now asking Agatha for the gold that would be used in that large, prestigious family for at least 15 years, but no more than 30 years.
“Henry, do you think that’s a reasonable amount? If you’ve been locked up for 60,000 years, then you might understand, but 3 million karls for just 6 years?”
There is a limit to what you can ask for.
Even though he pretended not to know, Henry was the one who deceived Agatha for a year and planned to kill her but was caught and kicked out.
“Even if I had really exiled you, I wouldn’t feel wrong. Don’t you think it’s excessive to even demand that you be released from exile?”
This time, Agatha didn't hide her emotions and showed them completely. Then, Henry shouted with a look of resentment.
“No, I asked you if you had an amount in mind first!”
It was a protest that didn't need to be heard.
“Offer me a negotiable amount. Then I will have something to think about.”
Agatha turned her head decisively. Then Henry, who had been thinking about it, quietly lowered the amount.
“Then give me 1.5 million karls.”
It seems that what he was thinking of was a half-price discount.
Agatha shook her head firmly.
“There are too many.”
“There’s a lot!”
Henry, who had been rejected twice, finally lost his temper and lost his temper.
“You don’t think my six years are worth that much?”
If there was something nearby that he could catch, he might have caught it and thrown it.
The bulging green eyes had turned a damp color like lifeless moss.
This time, Agatha turned her head openly towards the knight. To be precise, it was the tray the knight was holding.
“Then, do you think I deserve to be treated like this?”
"What?"
A dry loaf of bread, just cheese and water.
Agatha needed something proper, not something like that.
Something that would fill her stomach, as well as something that would be noticeable to those looking for her.
Agatha's eyes shone coldly.
“Be honest with me, Henry. Who dares accuse me of something? My own family? Or the first in line for the Nobilis?”
“Why should I tell you that?”
“I have never accused you of anything. But I don’t understand why you are threatening me like this.”
“Agatha.”
"But."
Agatha straightened her back. She came close to him and kissed him.
“I did feel bad for you and I thought you were sorry for what happened. I know you dared to do something like that, but I think you should be forgiven to some extent.”
“...!”
Henry's eyes, which had been pressed on without rest, shook without him knowing it.
"Then...!"
“I will think about it. But you must improve my treatment immediately, Henry. His Majesty the Emperor has never treated me like this before.”
Agatha glanced at the dusty room, the tray with the food, and the bare floor where she was sitting.
Indeed, seeing her appearance made Henry realize the seriousness of the room she was staying in.
In fact, it was not a room fit for the sole noble heir of Nobilis to stay in.
To be honest, there were times when they brought her to a room like this on purpose to threaten her.
Henry, who had been thinking hard, eventually nodded. As she said before, people outside knew that Agatha had been kidnapped, but they probably didn't know who kidnapped her.
So, they will have even less idea of where it is.
Improving treatment was something that could be done.
Do you know if it will give you more?
“Yes. I’ll treat you accordingly.”
Henry immediately led his men out of the room.
Only then did Agatha lean her head against the wall and close her heavy eyes.
She guesses he'll have to go out and buy something now. She hopes Ethel notices it soon.
The plan had been working on all night and had taken its first step without a hitch. As the tension eased, fatigue poured out.
The speed itself was different when moving with a large force and when moving with only 300 or so knights.
Objectively speaking, it would have been about ten times faster.
But Enoch wasn't even satisfied with that speed.
“My lord, you need to rest for a while.”
“Even horses need a break.”
If the knights under his command hadn't stopped him from time to time, he might not have slept at all.
Still, it was worth running diligently, as the capital city walls were right in front of them.
The guard guarding the gate was the first to notice Enoch and the knights. The captain of the guard, who was already familiar with them, approached Enoch and greeted him.
“You’re back already, Marquis.”
“I was away for a while because something came up.”
The captain of the guard did not detain Enoch for long, who seemed busy to anyone.
“You may go right in. May good luck be with you, Your Grace.”
“Thank you.”
Enoch, who had just passed through the outer gate, barely suppressed the urge to ride his horse.
He was crossing the street, heading straight towards the newlyweds' house.
A man was approaching from in front riding a horse.
“Marquis Aratus.”
“Sir Sarabryn.”
It was the Crown Prince's confidant, Sarabryn. He invited Enoch leisurely in a soft voice.
“His Highness the Crown Prince would like to have a cup of tea.”
“Are you talking about now?”
“I know Madam Agatha waiting, but please give me a moment.”
Enoch raised an eyebrow at the peaceful request as if nothing had happened and obediently agreed.
"Alright."
“I will guide you.”
He was not a clueless man.
The Crown Prince himself is likely covering up Agatha's disappearance.
As expected, the palace was peaceful.
Every noble who discovered him could not hide their surprise, but it was more like, 'Why is Marquis Aratus here?' rather than 'Why is he here when his wife was kidnapped?'
Crown Prince Anthony Roxiba, who was waiting for him in the greenhouse of the Crown Prince's palace, waved.
“Welcome, Marquis Aratus.”
“Meet the little sun of the empire.”
The surroundings were very clean and empty, except for the escort.
Instead of the servant, his confidant, Sir Sarabryn, brought out some tea.
Anthony opened his mouth, leisurely pouring tea.
“My cousin was kidnapped, so I’ve got a lot of work to do. As you know, Mainukor’s delegation is still staying at the palace.”
It was quite strange that the Marchioness of Aratus, who held a very high position in society and at court, should not be seen at such a time.
It's about time everyone noticed that something was wrong with Agatha.
Enoch opened his mouth without even touching the car.
“Did you find her?”
Armor that smells like iron.
The creepy atmosphere is created even when the momentum is perfectly controlled.
‘...This time, Agatha really chose a good man.’
Anthony tightened his grip on the teacup, thinking to himself. Fortunately, his hand did not shake.
“Not yet. But there is something I am watching.”
As far as Anthony knew, Agatha was not a person who could be captured easily.
With that smart head of hers, she's definitely coming up with a way to send some kind of signal this way.
“Do you know? There will be many who will kidnap Agatha Nobilis, but there will be no one who will treat her poorly. So.”
Enoch reacted quickly to the faint scent of murder.
Under peaceful eyes.
The Crown Prince had a sharp murderous intent hidden deep inside him.
“Stand by, Marquis. I’ll do the tracking, so you should be ready to move out as soon as I catch them.”
"Great."
Only then did the expressionless man, Enoch Aratus, twist the corners of his mouth.
“Just let me know. I will rescue Agatha.”
Your Grace, you can catch that bastard and kill him for deserting his place of exile. Anthony smiled wryly as he looked at the man in front of him saying so.
“The Marquis and I, don’t you think we’d be a good match?”
Enoch didn't answer. Instead, he picked up his teacup and changed the subject.
“How are things going?”
“First of all, let’s be positive. Hasn’t the mastermind behind the kidnapping been identified?”
It would be nice to just take down the Insidio family, but that would put Agatha in danger.
So, Anthony kept an eye on the movements of the faction within the family that supported Baron Henry Insidio.
At the same time, he was keeping a close eye on the trends of the shops and restaurants Agatha enjoyed.
“Just wait. I will definitely tell the Marquis where Agatha is within a few days.”
A few hours ago.
The Crown Prince, who had been chasing Henry's whereabouts, was getting a little annoyed as he couldn't seem to catch up.
“Was the Insidio Baron family powerful enough to avoid my notice? Or was it that I didn’t know that Henry Insidio was such a man?”
“I apologize, Your Highness.”
Anthony waved off the apology from his entourage.
“I need concrete results rather than an apology.”
He didn't think Agatha would be easily defeated by someone as simple as Henry. Still, the sooner she could be rescued, the better.
“At this rate, I guess I’ll just be wasting time without any results until Marquis Aratus arrives.”
That too was a loss of face for the Crown Prince. Anthony clicked his tongue and sat up.
“Let go of people a little more.”
“3 million karls?”
Enoch received a reward of 10,000 karls for his victories in the war for 10 years.
Of course, they were given a huge amount of land.
And the money that Agatha lent to Enoch without interest was one hundred thousand carats of gold.
Gold that can last a noble family for about six months to a year.
So, Henry was now asking Agatha for the gold that would be used in that large, prestigious family for at least 15 years, but no more than 30 years.
“Henry, do you think that’s a reasonable amount? If you’ve been locked up for 60,000 years, then you might understand, but 3 million karls for just 6 years?”
There is a limit to what you can ask for.
Even though he pretended not to know, Henry was the one who deceived Agatha for a year and planned to kill her but was caught and kicked out.
“Even if I had really exiled you, I wouldn’t feel wrong. Don’t you think it’s excessive to even demand that you be released from exile?”
This time, Agatha didn't hide her emotions and showed them completely. Then, Henry shouted with a look of resentment.
“No, I asked you if you had an amount in mind first!”
It was a protest that didn't need to be heard.
“Offer me a negotiable amount. Then I will have something to think about.”
Agatha turned her head decisively. Then Henry, who had been thinking about it, quietly lowered the amount.
“Then give me 1.5 million karls.”
It seems that what he was thinking of was a half-price discount.
Agatha shook her head firmly.
“There are too many.”
“There’s a lot!”
Henry, who had been rejected twice, finally lost his temper and lost his temper.
“You don’t think my six years are worth that much?”
If there was something nearby that he could catch, he might have caught it and thrown it.
The bulging green eyes had turned a damp color like lifeless moss.
This time, Agatha turned her head openly towards the knight. To be precise, it was the tray the knight was holding.
“Then, do you think I deserve to be treated like this?”
"What?"
A dry loaf of bread, just cheese and water.
Agatha needed something proper, not something like that.
Something that would fill her stomach, as well as something that would be noticeable to those looking for her.
Agatha's eyes shone coldly.
“Be honest with me, Henry. Who dares accuse me of something? My own family? Or the first in line for the Nobilis?”
“Why should I tell you that?”
“I have never accused you of anything. But I don’t understand why you are threatening me like this.”
“Agatha.”
"But."
Agatha straightened her back. She came close to him and kissed him.
“I did feel bad for you and I thought you were sorry for what happened. I know you dared to do something like that, but I think you should be forgiven to some extent.”
“...!”
Henry's eyes, which had been pressed on without rest, shook without him knowing it.
"Then...!"
“I will think about it. But you must improve my treatment immediately, Henry. His Majesty the Emperor has never treated me like this before.”
Agatha glanced at the dusty room, the tray with the food, and the bare floor where she was sitting.
Indeed, seeing her appearance made Henry realize the seriousness of the room she was staying in.
In fact, it was not a room fit for the sole noble heir of Nobilis to stay in.
To be honest, there were times when they brought her to a room like this on purpose to threaten her.
Henry, who had been thinking hard, eventually nodded. As she said before, people outside knew that Agatha had been kidnapped, but they probably didn't know who kidnapped her.
So, they will have even less idea of where it is.
Improving treatment was something that could be done.
Do you know if it will give you more?
“Yes. I’ll treat you accordingly.”
Henry immediately led his men out of the room.
Only then did Agatha lean her head against the wall and close her heavy eyes.
She guesses he'll have to go out and buy something now. She hopes Ethel notices it soon.
The plan had been working on all night and had taken its first step without a hitch. As the tension eased, fatigue poured out.
The speed itself was different when moving with a large force and when moving with only 300 or so knights.
Objectively speaking, it would have been about ten times faster.
But Enoch wasn't even satisfied with that speed.
“My lord, you need to rest for a while.”
“Even horses need a break.”
If the knights under his command hadn't stopped him from time to time, he might not have slept at all.
Still, it was worth running diligently, as the capital city walls were right in front of them.
The guard guarding the gate was the first to notice Enoch and the knights. The captain of the guard, who was already familiar with them, approached Enoch and greeted him.
“You’re back already, Marquis.”
“I was away for a while because something came up.”
The captain of the guard did not detain Enoch for long, who seemed busy to anyone.
“You may go right in. May good luck be with you, Your Grace.”
“Thank you.”
Enoch, who had just passed through the outer gate, barely suppressed the urge to ride his horse.
He was crossing the street, heading straight towards the newlyweds' house.
A man was approaching from in front riding a horse.
“Marquis Aratus.”
“Sir Sarabryn.”
It was the Crown Prince's confidant, Sarabryn. He invited Enoch leisurely in a soft voice.
“His Highness the Crown Prince would like to have a cup of tea.”
“Are you talking about now?”
“I know Madam Agatha waiting, but please give me a moment.”
Enoch raised an eyebrow at the peaceful request as if nothing had happened and obediently agreed.
"Alright."
“I will guide you.”
He was not a clueless man.
The Crown Prince himself is likely covering up Agatha's disappearance.
As expected, the palace was peaceful.
Every noble who discovered him could not hide their surprise, but it was more like, 'Why is Marquis Aratus here?' rather than 'Why is he here when his wife was kidnapped?'
Crown Prince Anthony Roxiba, who was waiting for him in the greenhouse of the Crown Prince's palace, waved.
“Welcome, Marquis Aratus.”
“Meet the little sun of the empire.”
The surroundings were very clean and empty, except for the escort.
Instead of the servant, his confidant, Sir Sarabryn, brought out some tea.
Anthony opened his mouth, leisurely pouring tea.
“My cousin was kidnapped, so I’ve got a lot of work to do. As you know, Mainukor’s delegation is still staying at the palace.”
It was quite strange that the Marchioness of Aratus, who held a very high position in society and at court, should not be seen at such a time.
It's about time everyone noticed that something was wrong with Agatha.
Enoch opened his mouth without even touching the car.
“Did you find her?”
Armor that smells like iron.
The creepy atmosphere is created even when the momentum is perfectly controlled.
‘...This time, Agatha really chose a good man.’
Anthony tightened his grip on the teacup, thinking to himself. Fortunately, his hand did not shake.
“Not yet. But there is something I am watching.”
As far as Anthony knew, Agatha was not a person who could be captured easily.
With that smart head of hers, she's definitely coming up with a way to send some kind of signal this way.
“Do you know? There will be many who will kidnap Agatha Nobilis, but there will be no one who will treat her poorly. So.”
Enoch reacted quickly to the faint scent of murder.
Under peaceful eyes.
The Crown Prince had a sharp murderous intent hidden deep inside him.
“Stand by, Marquis. I’ll do the tracking, so you should be ready to move out as soon as I catch them.”
"Great."
Only then did the expressionless man, Enoch Aratus, twist the corners of his mouth.
“Just let me know. I will rescue Agatha.”
Your Grace, you can catch that bastard and kill him for deserting his place of exile. Anthony smiled wryly as he looked at the man in front of him saying so.
“The Marquis and I, don’t you think we’d be a good match?”
Enoch didn't answer. Instead, he picked up his teacup and changed the subject.
“How are things going?”
“First of all, let’s be positive. Hasn’t the mastermind behind the kidnapping been identified?”
It would be nice to just take down the Insidio family, but that would put Agatha in danger.
So, Anthony kept an eye on the movements of the faction within the family that supported Baron Henry Insidio.
At the same time, he was keeping a close eye on the trends of the shops and restaurants Agatha enjoyed.
“Just wait. I will definitely tell the Marquis where Agatha is within a few days.”
A few hours ago.
The Crown Prince, who had been chasing Henry's whereabouts, was getting a little annoyed as he couldn't seem to catch up.
“Was the Insidio Baron family powerful enough to avoid my notice? Or was it that I didn’t know that Henry Insidio was such a man?”
“I apologize, Your Highness.”
Anthony waved off the apology from his entourage.
“I need concrete results rather than an apology.”
He didn't think Agatha would be easily defeated by someone as simple as Henry. Still, the sooner she could be rescued, the better.
“At this rate, I guess I’ll just be wasting time without any results until Marquis Aratus arrives.”
That too was a loss of face for the Crown Prince. Anthony clicked his tongue and sat up.
“Let go of people a little more.”
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