'What did I just say? Meow?'
Shayne, startled by the words that came out of her mouth, hurriedly looked for the Crown Prince.
“Meow, meow, meow?” (Your Majesty, did I just say meow?)
But what is this?
The Crown Prince who should have been there was nowhere to be found, and instead a black cat was blankly staring at her.
"Meow?"
With a strange cry.
'What the heck, where did that suddenly come from? Where did the Crown Prince go? Did he jump out alone?'
Feeling betrayed, Shayne began to search for the Crown Prince with fire in her eyes.
Shayne, who had been turning her head around like that, felt something strange and lowered her gaze.
Red hands, no, feet, shining clearly even in the darkness. And black...
'Jelly?'
To her surprise, Shayne's hand had turned into a cat's.
'What, am I dreaming?'
As Shayne tilted her head, someone tapped her arm.
When she turned her head to him, Delton was holding his chin up with a smug expression.
'Oh, that's what Delton did.'
It seemed that Delton had taken the time to change their appearance into cats.
It was then that Shayne realized the situation and let out a sigh of relief.
“What, were those cats?”
The man who had been tilting his head at them went back inside.
“Then I understand that you will take responsibility for bringing the child.”
And then he just left the room.
Shaen, the Crown Prince, and Delton, who barely escaped the danger of being discovered, returned to the warehouse in a flash, leaving behind the director's complicated sighs.
'Running on your own two feet is easier than you thought. Should I just turn into a cat?'
...and thinking like that.
Having overcome the crisis, we sat down and calmly sorted out the situation.
Four main things can be inferred from the conversation with the director.
First, the men are a gang of assassins who invade the temple.
Second, the assassin agreed to raise his younger brother in an orphanage instead of bringing him to the group he was affiliated with.
Third, the man's statement that "the situation has changed, so we must secure Marca's safety" was probably intended to prevent the assassin from confessing.
Fourth, the man is giving money to the director to buy the children.
So, in summary, what he meant was that chasing down the group that tried to kill me and uncovering the director's corruption were not separate tasks.
Yeah, I get that far, but...
“What on earth do they do with the kids? They even have to match their age. Maybe...”
“Yes, it seems to be a group that takes orphans and raises them as slaves. The younger they are educated, the more likely they are to feel sympathy for their target or guilt about their own actions.”
“Ha, this is crazy.”
They were poor children who had already lost their parents and were living in difficult circumstances.
But, bringing those kids in and training them to kill.
I shook my fists at their behavior that would make even the devil cry.
No matter how chaotic the country is, how can something like this be allowed to happen so brazenly?
This was absolutely unacceptable.
The two men, who had come to a consensus that they would definitely wipe them out, urgently sent a letter to Sir Arthur through Delton.
They were told to keep Marca until they returned, and never to hand the child over to the director, even if she came to ask for him
And it was a letter asking her not to take her eyes off her even for a second, as the group the assassin was part of might be targeting Marca.
“But would it be okay to leave it to Sir Arthur? I feel uneasy. Wouldn’t it be better to send Delton to guard Marca?”
The assassin who attempted to take my life possessed a power so strong that it was hard to believe he was human.
In a situation where I couldn't guarantee that there was only one assassin, I felt uneasy about relying on Sir Arthur, an ordinary knight.
But the Crown Prince was resolute.
“Then you won’t be left alone. That’s too dangerous when an unidentified organization is right around the corner.”
"But..."
“Trust Sir Arthur. He is a capable knight and will protect the child no matter what.”
Shaen had no choice but to nod at the Crown Prince's words, which seemed to leave no room for change.
So, having asked Arthur to keep Marca safe, they continued to lie in wait and wait for the organization to become active.
As expected, starting the next day, the children from the orphanage began to disappear one by one under the pretext of adoption.
And the Crown Prince was also included on that adoption list.
“Ethan, your adoption has been decided.”
The director who had called the Crown Prince in the morning spoke with a smiling face.
“My adoptive home?”
“Yes, we have to leave right away, so pack your bags quickly.”
I came here naked, so what luggage do I have?
The Crown Prince laughed inwardly at the sight of the director not even remembering whether the child she had brought in just a week ago had packed his bags.
But on the outside, she asked with an innocent face, pretending not to know anything.
“I came empty-handed and had nothing to take care of. So who will adopt me?”
“You’ll know when you get there. It’s a good place where they’ll feed you well and give you a good place to stay, so don’t worry about anything and just follow what I say.”
She answered vaguely as if she was annoyed by his constant asking, and then asked again.
“Then there’s nothing you need to pack separately?”
"Yes."
“Yes, then let’s go.”
The director got up and left the room, and the Crown Prince followed her without saying a word.
Outside the building, there was a carriage he had never seen before parked.
“Oh my, aren’t we too late? We’re sorry for keeping you waiting so long.”
“What’s wrong? We came too early. Don’t worry about it.”
“Oh my, you are so considerate.”
The director, who had a pleasant conversation with a man waiting in front of her, soon introduced him to the Crown Prince.
“Yes, Ethan. This person will take you to the adoption center. You just have to follow him without worrying about anything.”
“Is this person my adoptive father?”
When the Crown Prince asked, the man smiled and shook his head.
“No, I’m just an errand boy. Your parents are busy and couldn’t come. Don’t worry, I’ll take care of you all the way home.”
The man who said that politely opened the carriage door.
“Come on, let’s get in.”
It was a fairly luxurious carriage, although it did not have any designs or decorations like those of noble families.
He quietly observed the carriage and then glanced back.
Shayne and Delton, who had been watching him from afar, shook their fists with solemn expressions.
It meant that I would track you down and chase after you, so don't worry and go.
The Crown Prince nodded slightly in response and quickly got into the carriage.
Soon the carriage departed, and the Crown Prince looked out the window in silence.
Since Delton was there, he would know how to find it on his own, but if something went wrong, he would have to escape on his own, so it was important to know the way.
The Crown Prince looked carefully at the scenery outside the window.
After passing through a bustling village and entering a quiet mountain path, the carriage moved deeper and deeper into the mountains.
Where on earth are they going? As the Crown Prince frowned, the carriage that had been running nonstop for a long time seemed to slow down a little and then came to a complete stop.
The servant, who had checked outside the window, opened the door and jumped out of the carriage.
“Yes, get off.”
The extreme respect that he had shown him when he first saw him had now turned into contempt.
It was as if everything that happened at the orphanage was just an act to deceive someone.
But since it was expected that he wasn't really adopted, the Crown Prince didn't bother to tackle him.
As he got out of the carriage without saying a word, the man pointed to the building in front of me and spoke.
“This is where you will be staying from now on. How is it? It’s awesome, isn’t it?”
It was certainly a luxurious mansion. It would not be out of place in the mansion of any wealthy nobleman.
'Is it true that the training is carried out in such a good environment?'
The man who had been chuckling, saying that he knew the Crown Prince would be confused by the completely different environment from what he had expected, guided the Crown Prince inside.
The interior that came into view was more dazzling than the exterior.
Luxurious marble floors, ivory columns, elegantly draped chandeliers, and even immaculately dressed servants.
The Crown Prince felt uneasy at the sight of a landscape that did not at all resemble the dwelling place of a murderous group.
And at the same time, he felt something familiar.
It's like...
'...temple?'
Shayne, startled by the words that came out of her mouth, hurriedly looked for the Crown Prince.
“Meow, meow, meow?” (Your Majesty, did I just say meow?)
But what is this?
The Crown Prince who should have been there was nowhere to be found, and instead a black cat was blankly staring at her.
"Meow?"
With a strange cry.
'What the heck, where did that suddenly come from? Where did the Crown Prince go? Did he jump out alone?'
Feeling betrayed, Shayne began to search for the Crown Prince with fire in her eyes.
Shayne, who had been turning her head around like that, felt something strange and lowered her gaze.
Red hands, no, feet, shining clearly even in the darkness. And black...
'Jelly?'
To her surprise, Shayne's hand had turned into a cat's.
'What, am I dreaming?'
As Shayne tilted her head, someone tapped her arm.
When she turned her head to him, Delton was holding his chin up with a smug expression.
'Oh, that's what Delton did.'
It seemed that Delton had taken the time to change their appearance into cats.
It was then that Shayne realized the situation and let out a sigh of relief.
“What, were those cats?”
The man who had been tilting his head at them went back inside.
“Then I understand that you will take responsibility for bringing the child.”
And then he just left the room.
Shaen, the Crown Prince, and Delton, who barely escaped the danger of being discovered, returned to the warehouse in a flash, leaving behind the director's complicated sighs.
'Running on your own two feet is easier than you thought. Should I just turn into a cat?'
...and thinking like that.
***
Having overcome the crisis, we sat down and calmly sorted out the situation.
Four main things can be inferred from the conversation with the director.
First, the men are a gang of assassins who invade the temple.
Second, the assassin agreed to raise his younger brother in an orphanage instead of bringing him to the group he was affiliated with.
Third, the man's statement that "the situation has changed, so we must secure Marca's safety" was probably intended to prevent the assassin from confessing.
Fourth, the man is giving money to the director to buy the children.
So, in summary, what he meant was that chasing down the group that tried to kill me and uncovering the director's corruption were not separate tasks.
Yeah, I get that far, but...
“What on earth do they do with the kids? They even have to match their age. Maybe...”
“Yes, it seems to be a group that takes orphans and raises them as slaves. The younger they are educated, the more likely they are to feel sympathy for their target or guilt about their own actions.”
“Ha, this is crazy.”
They were poor children who had already lost their parents and were living in difficult circumstances.
But, bringing those kids in and training them to kill.
I shook my fists at their behavior that would make even the devil cry.
No matter how chaotic the country is, how can something like this be allowed to happen so brazenly?
This was absolutely unacceptable.
The two men, who had come to a consensus that they would definitely wipe them out, urgently sent a letter to Sir Arthur through Delton.
They were told to keep Marca until they returned, and never to hand the child over to the director, even if she came to ask for him
And it was a letter asking her not to take her eyes off her even for a second, as the group the assassin was part of might be targeting Marca.
“But would it be okay to leave it to Sir Arthur? I feel uneasy. Wouldn’t it be better to send Delton to guard Marca?”
The assassin who attempted to take my life possessed a power so strong that it was hard to believe he was human.
In a situation where I couldn't guarantee that there was only one assassin, I felt uneasy about relying on Sir Arthur, an ordinary knight.
But the Crown Prince was resolute.
“Then you won’t be left alone. That’s too dangerous when an unidentified organization is right around the corner.”
"But..."
“Trust Sir Arthur. He is a capable knight and will protect the child no matter what.”
Shaen had no choice but to nod at the Crown Prince's words, which seemed to leave no room for change.
So, having asked Arthur to keep Marca safe, they continued to lie in wait and wait for the organization to become active.
As expected, starting the next day, the children from the orphanage began to disappear one by one under the pretext of adoption.
And the Crown Prince was also included on that adoption list.
“Ethan, your adoption has been decided.”
The director who had called the Crown Prince in the morning spoke with a smiling face.
“My adoptive home?”
“Yes, we have to leave right away, so pack your bags quickly.”
I came here naked, so what luggage do I have?
The Crown Prince laughed inwardly at the sight of the director not even remembering whether the child she had brought in just a week ago had packed his bags.
But on the outside, she asked with an innocent face, pretending not to know anything.
“I came empty-handed and had nothing to take care of. So who will adopt me?”
“You’ll know when you get there. It’s a good place where they’ll feed you well and give you a good place to stay, so don’t worry about anything and just follow what I say.”
She answered vaguely as if she was annoyed by his constant asking, and then asked again.
“Then there’s nothing you need to pack separately?”
"Yes."
“Yes, then let’s go.”
The director got up and left the room, and the Crown Prince followed her without saying a word.
Outside the building, there was a carriage he had never seen before parked.
“Oh my, aren’t we too late? We’re sorry for keeping you waiting so long.”
“What’s wrong? We came too early. Don’t worry about it.”
“Oh my, you are so considerate.”
The director, who had a pleasant conversation with a man waiting in front of her, soon introduced him to the Crown Prince.
“Yes, Ethan. This person will take you to the adoption center. You just have to follow him without worrying about anything.”
“Is this person my adoptive father?”
When the Crown Prince asked, the man smiled and shook his head.
“No, I’m just an errand boy. Your parents are busy and couldn’t come. Don’t worry, I’ll take care of you all the way home.”
The man who said that politely opened the carriage door.
“Come on, let’s get in.”
It was a fairly luxurious carriage, although it did not have any designs or decorations like those of noble families.
He quietly observed the carriage and then glanced back.
Shayne and Delton, who had been watching him from afar, shook their fists with solemn expressions.
It meant that I would track you down and chase after you, so don't worry and go.
The Crown Prince nodded slightly in response and quickly got into the carriage.
Soon the carriage departed, and the Crown Prince looked out the window in silence.
Since Delton was there, he would know how to find it on his own, but if something went wrong, he would have to escape on his own, so it was important to know the way.
The Crown Prince looked carefully at the scenery outside the window.
After passing through a bustling village and entering a quiet mountain path, the carriage moved deeper and deeper into the mountains.
Where on earth are they going? As the Crown Prince frowned, the carriage that had been running nonstop for a long time seemed to slow down a little and then came to a complete stop.
The servant, who had checked outside the window, opened the door and jumped out of the carriage.
“Yes, get off.”
The extreme respect that he had shown him when he first saw him had now turned into contempt.
It was as if everything that happened at the orphanage was just an act to deceive someone.
But since it was expected that he wasn't really adopted, the Crown Prince didn't bother to tackle him.
As he got out of the carriage without saying a word, the man pointed to the building in front of me and spoke.
“This is where you will be staying from now on. How is it? It’s awesome, isn’t it?”
It was certainly a luxurious mansion. It would not be out of place in the mansion of any wealthy nobleman.
'Is it true that the training is carried out in such a good environment?'
The man who had been chuckling, saying that he knew the Crown Prince would be confused by the completely different environment from what he had expected, guided the Crown Prince inside.
The interior that came into view was more dazzling than the exterior.
Luxurious marble floors, ivory columns, elegantly draped chandeliers, and even immaculately dressed servants.
The Crown Prince felt uneasy at the sight of a landscape that did not at all resemble the dwelling place of a murderous group.
And at the same time, he felt something familiar.
It's like...
'...temple?'
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