Crunch.
Ronove was pouring tea in front of me with impeccable etiquette.
Beryl thought back to when she first came here.
There were more than one or two suspicious places, so it was hard to pretend not to know that it was a demon.
It felt like she had come from a completely different family than now. Ronove had turned into a red fog and didn’t move, and the tea was delicious.
Of course.
“It seems to be the same recipe as the one I had.”
He couldn’t refute Beryl'swords.
However, since there were cases where tea was served according to the hostess’s taste, it could be considered a family trait.
“Go out.”
When Beryl gestured, Ronove quietly retreated with impeccable etiquette.
Thud.
The trolley slightly hit the wall, but it wasn’t enough to be a flaw.
“....”
Of course, Belled’s cold gaze reached that too.
“Invite guests to the reception room, serve them tea, and serve them appropriately until the hostess comes down.”
She said, picking up a cookie.
“They look delicious...”
There was no pepper. She glanced outside, thinking of the awkwardly flavored cookies she had once eaten.
The servants who had accompanied Belled and me to the daytime realm were guiding them toward the annex.
As if they were servants of the families of the guests who had come to Vine.
They even guided them quickly so that they would not look at useless places.
There seemed to be no problem at this level.
“It seems that Pocalor taught them very well.”
Berylsaid, glancing at the box containing the drink as if she were looking at Pocalor.
Ronove was pouring tea in front of me with impeccable etiquette.
Beryl thought back to when she first came here.
There were more than one or two suspicious places, so it was hard to pretend not to know that it was a demon.
It felt like she had come from a completely different family than now. Ronove had turned into a red fog and didn’t move, and the tea was delicious.
Of course.
“It seems to be the same recipe as the one I had.”
He couldn’t refute Beryl'swords.
However, since there were cases where tea was served according to the hostess’s taste, it could be considered a family trait.
“Go out.”
When Beryl gestured, Ronove quietly retreated with impeccable etiquette.
Thud.
The trolley slightly hit the wall, but it wasn’t enough to be a flaw.
“....”
Of course, Belled’s cold gaze reached that too.
“Invite guests to the reception room, serve them tea, and serve them appropriately until the hostess comes down.”
She said, picking up a cookie.
“They look delicious...”
There was no pepper. She glanced outside, thinking of the awkwardly flavored cookies she had once eaten.
The servants who had accompanied Belled and me to the daytime realm were guiding them toward the annex.
As if they were servants of the families of the guests who had come to Vine.
They even guided them quickly so that they would not look at useless places.
There seemed to be no problem at this level.
“It seems that Pocalor taught them very well.”
Berylsaid, glancing at the box containing the drink as if she were looking at Pocalor.
“It seems that there are still many mistakes.”
Belled seemed displeased.
“Only a few skilled servants, including Ronove, show themselves to the guests.”
He narrowed his eyes.
“If an emergency arises and humans come into contact with other demons, there could be an accident.”
“That may be true.”
This much change in such a short period was impressive enough. In addition.
“The guest coming this time will try not to wander around the mansion as much as possible, so it’ll be okay.”
Belled looked at her at Beryl's words.
He didn’t forget to tilt his head slightly as if asking her to tell him more, and a smile appeared on his lips.
“Cladda, who thinks he’s already caught the devil, wouldn’t be running around in Vine trying to catch the devil like a stray dog.”
Beryl smiled faintly at him and continued. Seeing him believing and listening to her words, Beryl opened her hand.
She didn’t know it, but Belled was keenly aware of her change. Her gestures were getting bigger and bigger as she gained confidence.
It was a somewhat new look for him, but he couldn’t take his eyes off her confident look.
She was worried that he might feel uncomfortable because it was new.
He couldn’t understand her worries as he listened to her.
There’s no way he wouldn’t like seeing her new look. She's so dazzling.
“Besides, Cladda already did something bad in Vine.”
Beryl, who couldn’t read his mind, continued speaking.
“Of course, I had the right idea...”
Cladda, who had pointed out Ronove as a demon, had a creepy sense.
Later on, he found out that the smell of magic he had smelled along with the tea scent was the smell of a very small amount of magic.
Since he had noticed that so keenly if he had more decisive evidence, the situation might have been difficult.
However, he had come to believe completely that his sense was a misunderstanding.
“We will have no choice but to move more carefully here.”
The entire situation was tying Cladda down so that he could not move recklessly.
“In such a situation, since he came to visit Vine, all eyes will be on me as much as possible.”
He would have business only with me. Beryl narrowed her eyes as if she knew Cladda's business.
“So you don’t have to be too nervous.”
“Thank goodness.”
Belled accepted the words lightly.
Crunch.
Beryl smiled as she poured herself some slightly cooled tea.
She had never dreamed that she would be smiling so leisurely.
If it were before, she would have been anxious until the situation was over, wondering if something might go wrong.
But not now.
Because he believed in her. Because if there was something wrong, he would have told her.
And even if she made a mistake, he wouldn’t leave her.
...I thought it was too optimistic.
“The tea has cooled.”
He lightly lit a flame and placed his fingertips on the teapot. He had brought Ratley’s flame power to the power of the Demon Archduke.
“Don’t you like warm things?”
Beryl couldn’t take her eyes off him as he gave her a cup of tea. She gave him a gentle smile, giving him no time to worry.
And soon after, news of Claddaghl’s visit reached the two of them.
Cladda had arrived about two weeks before the opening ceremony.
“Thank you for coming.”
Beryl gestured to Cladda, who was being led to the reception room.
Cladda greeted her with a different, more polite attitude than before.
Of course, it wasn’t because he respected her. It must have been because he had something he wanted to gain.
Beryl narrowed her eyes for a moment as she watched him.
“Thanks to the saint and Vine, we were able to safely confine the demons.”
Cladda got down to business after going through all the formalities.
Beryl could not have been unaware that Orobas and Yubar had been captured, but she pretended not to know and asked.
“What happened?”
Cladda put down his teacup. Beryl studied his expression. It wasn’t like he was particularly suspicious of the servants here.
“Both families claim that they are not demons, but isn’t the evidence clear?”
Cladda frowned as if displeased and continued.
“Once His Majesty the Emperor gives his permission, a proper interrogation will begin. Then there will be results.”
He spread his hands.
“In addition, Orobas attacked the priests, harmed Lord Kenar, threatened the safety of other nobles, and even attempted to offer a living sacrifice.”
Beryl opened her mouth slightly at those words. As if she was surprised.
And Belled, who was also there, also looked at Cladda.
Cladda thought that his words had attracted enough attention, so he sat up straight and continued.
“Orobas will probably be interrogated first. Yubar will also begin soon.”
It seemed that Yubar was delaying the time because he did not have as much solid evidence as Orobas.
Beryl thought as she tilted her teacup. The evidence would come out soon.
Naberus had already started to move Duke Yubar as planned.
“By the way, I am impressed by the Saintess’s insight.”
Cladda spoke with a slightly raised voice. As if he was changing the subject.
This was the main point.
Beryl tilted her head at him. As if he had something to praise.
“When the Saintess chose this Vine, didn’t you think there would be a demon in Vine?”
He continued with an exaggerated expression as if he were truly impressed.
“But I am truly impressed that you chose a family that would avoid the demon family and become an ally instead of a demon family.”
Belled knew what those who gave exaggerated compliments were about to say.
Because he knew that it was just an act of trying to make the other person feel better to get what they wanted.
While he skillfully hid his displeasure, Beryl smiled faintly at him.
“I don’t know what to do with your kind words.”
Belled glanced at Beryl. In his opinion, her happy expression was an act.
He had seen her truly happy countless times, in countless spaces.
“But I didn’t know that you would come this far with such a small group.”
Beryl looked outside as if she was surprised.
“Well, I wouldn’t dare bring so many knights here, would I?”
Cladda said with a cough.
“It might seem like you suspect Vine. The demon family was actually two different families.”
He had actually suspected Vine and tried to bring the knights to thank her. However, he was pretending as if he had never done that.
He sat up again and said,
“Actually, I came this time to apologize for my rudeness last time, and to tell you something important. So, it wouldn’t be a good idea to have too many people.”
No, it would be that he wanted to monopolize the ball all by himself.
Beryl pretended not to notice but asked.
“If you have something to say?”
“No, it’s the questioning of Orobas and Yubar.”
He opened his mouth with a slightly troubled expression.
“As you know, their forces are larger than we thought, so it won’t be easy to subdue them with just the paladins.”
It wasn’t easy, it would have been impossible.
Cladda didn’t think Beryl would know the situation, so he asked.
“Would you be able to help us subdue them in Vine?”
The paladins were used to fighting monsters, not humans.
Besides, if they could just open the gates of heaven by offering up the demons they’d captured, the gods would watch over the future of the temple people for a long time.
No one would want to lose their lives trying to capture the prisoners who were struggling right before this happy situation.
That’s why the paladins were defensive in subduing the forces of the two families.
So.
I hope we see blood in Vine...
That must be the true intention of Cladda and the temple.
Beryl narrowed her eyes.
Belled seemed displeased.
“Only a few skilled servants, including Ronove, show themselves to the guests.”
He narrowed his eyes.
“If an emergency arises and humans come into contact with other demons, there could be an accident.”
“That may be true.”
This much change in such a short period was impressive enough. In addition.
“The guest coming this time will try not to wander around the mansion as much as possible, so it’ll be okay.”
Belled looked at her at Beryl's words.
He didn’t forget to tilt his head slightly as if asking her to tell him more, and a smile appeared on his lips.
“Cladda, who thinks he’s already caught the devil, wouldn’t be running around in Vine trying to catch the devil like a stray dog.”
Beryl smiled faintly at him and continued. Seeing him believing and listening to her words, Beryl opened her hand.
She didn’t know it, but Belled was keenly aware of her change. Her gestures were getting bigger and bigger as she gained confidence.
It was a somewhat new look for him, but he couldn’t take his eyes off her confident look.
She was worried that he might feel uncomfortable because it was new.
He couldn’t understand her worries as he listened to her.
There’s no way he wouldn’t like seeing her new look. She's so dazzling.
“Besides, Cladda already did something bad in Vine.”
Beryl, who couldn’t read his mind, continued speaking.
“Of course, I had the right idea...”
Cladda, who had pointed out Ronove as a demon, had a creepy sense.
Later on, he found out that the smell of magic he had smelled along with the tea scent was the smell of a very small amount of magic.
Since he had noticed that so keenly if he had more decisive evidence, the situation might have been difficult.
However, he had come to believe completely that his sense was a misunderstanding.
“We will have no choice but to move more carefully here.”
The entire situation was tying Cladda down so that he could not move recklessly.
“In such a situation, since he came to visit Vine, all eyes will be on me as much as possible.”
He would have business only with me. Beryl narrowed her eyes as if she knew Cladda's business.
“So you don’t have to be too nervous.”
“Thank goodness.”
Belled accepted the words lightly.
Crunch.
Beryl smiled as she poured herself some slightly cooled tea.
She had never dreamed that she would be smiling so leisurely.
If it were before, she would have been anxious until the situation was over, wondering if something might go wrong.
But not now.
Because he believed in her. Because if there was something wrong, he would have told her.
And even if she made a mistake, he wouldn’t leave her.
...I thought it was too optimistic.
“The tea has cooled.”
He lightly lit a flame and placed his fingertips on the teapot. He had brought Ratley’s flame power to the power of the Demon Archduke.
“Don’t you like warm things?”
Beryl couldn’t take her eyes off him as he gave her a cup of tea. She gave him a gentle smile, giving him no time to worry.
And soon after, news of Claddaghl’s visit reached the two of them.
***
Cladda had arrived about two weeks before the opening ceremony.
“Thank you for coming.”
Beryl gestured to Cladda, who was being led to the reception room.
Cladda greeted her with a different, more polite attitude than before.
Of course, it wasn’t because he respected her. It must have been because he had something he wanted to gain.
Beryl narrowed her eyes for a moment as she watched him.
“Thanks to the saint and Vine, we were able to safely confine the demons.”
Cladda got down to business after going through all the formalities.
Beryl could not have been unaware that Orobas and Yubar had been captured, but she pretended not to know and asked.
“What happened?”
Cladda put down his teacup. Beryl studied his expression. It wasn’t like he was particularly suspicious of the servants here.
“Both families claim that they are not demons, but isn’t the evidence clear?”
Cladda frowned as if displeased and continued.
“Once His Majesty the Emperor gives his permission, a proper interrogation will begin. Then there will be results.”
He spread his hands.
“In addition, Orobas attacked the priests, harmed Lord Kenar, threatened the safety of other nobles, and even attempted to offer a living sacrifice.”
Beryl opened her mouth slightly at those words. As if she was surprised.
And Belled, who was also there, also looked at Cladda.
Cladda thought that his words had attracted enough attention, so he sat up straight and continued.
“Orobas will probably be interrogated first. Yubar will also begin soon.”
It seemed that Yubar was delaying the time because he did not have as much solid evidence as Orobas.
Beryl thought as she tilted her teacup. The evidence would come out soon.
Naberus had already started to move Duke Yubar as planned.
“By the way, I am impressed by the Saintess’s insight.”
Cladda spoke with a slightly raised voice. As if he was changing the subject.
This was the main point.
Beryl tilted her head at him. As if he had something to praise.
“When the Saintess chose this Vine, didn’t you think there would be a demon in Vine?”
He continued with an exaggerated expression as if he were truly impressed.
“But I am truly impressed that you chose a family that would avoid the demon family and become an ally instead of a demon family.”
Belled knew what those who gave exaggerated compliments were about to say.
Because he knew that it was just an act of trying to make the other person feel better to get what they wanted.
While he skillfully hid his displeasure, Beryl smiled faintly at him.
“I don’t know what to do with your kind words.”
Belled glanced at Beryl. In his opinion, her happy expression was an act.
He had seen her truly happy countless times, in countless spaces.
“But I didn’t know that you would come this far with such a small group.”
Beryl looked outside as if she was surprised.
“Well, I wouldn’t dare bring so many knights here, would I?”
Cladda said with a cough.
“It might seem like you suspect Vine. The demon family was actually two different families.”
He had actually suspected Vine and tried to bring the knights to thank her. However, he was pretending as if he had never done that.
He sat up again and said,
“Actually, I came this time to apologize for my rudeness last time, and to tell you something important. So, it wouldn’t be a good idea to have too many people.”
No, it would be that he wanted to monopolize the ball all by himself.
Beryl pretended not to notice but asked.
“If you have something to say?”
“No, it’s the questioning of Orobas and Yubar.”
He opened his mouth with a slightly troubled expression.
“As you know, their forces are larger than we thought, so it won’t be easy to subdue them with just the paladins.”
It wasn’t easy, it would have been impossible.
Cladda didn’t think Beryl would know the situation, so he asked.
“Would you be able to help us subdue them in Vine?”
The paladins were used to fighting monsters, not humans.
Besides, if they could just open the gates of heaven by offering up the demons they’d captured, the gods would watch over the future of the temple people for a long time.
No one would want to lose their lives trying to capture the prisoners who were struggling right before this happy situation.
That’s why the paladins were defensive in subduing the forces of the two families.
So.
I hope we see blood in Vine...
That must be the true intention of Cladda and the temple.
Beryl narrowed her eyes.
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