Aiman's thick eyebrows twitched for a moment.
He was naturally incapable of lying, and he had no talent for hiding his expressions.
However, with all his might... he tried to gloss over it.
"We'll take care of it, so you don't have to worry about it."
However, before Aiman could finish saying 'We'll take care of it,' Dionina narrowed her eyes with a sinister expression.
"Who else is there? Right?"
Aiman's face turned red in embarrassment.
"Who else is there, who, who else is there?"
"Look. Who's there? Who are they? Captain Thelma, Captain Merton, and my uncle. The rest are all cowardly traitors. Is there anyone else who can help Her Highness? Who is it? Please tell me."
Damn it. Aiman cursed briefly inwardly. Of course, it wasn't directed at his precious nephew.
It was only directed at himself, who had no talent for hiding things...
[You must keep quiet about the Empress, Aiman.]
Merton earnestly urged Aiman to keep quiet in case he ever found himself in such a situation.
Even a dull Aiman would know that much, but the problem was Dionina.
She was smart and quick-witted, and no one could keep up with her when it came to pestering her uncle.
“Aren’t you going to tell me who it is? I can’t stand being curious. You know that too.”
“That... No, there is none. There is none! It’s just the three of us! I told you, and you just told me. The rest are all fools who are blinded by wheat and coins and have turned their backs on Her Highness, so who else would you trust? Now, go quickly, quickly! Before you miss your chance.”
Aiman suppressed the awkwardness rising to the tip of his neck, grabbed Dionina’s shoulder, and turned her around.
Even though he was joking that it hurt, fortunately, she didn’t try to press Aiman any further.
Dionina, who was walking briskly to the entrance of Delsh's mansion in the palace, looked back.
Then, using Ayman's ability to read lips, she said with just the shape of her mouth,
'You must tell me later. If you don't, I will put ginger in your nose while you sleep!'
That bastard!
With a small, dull thud, Delsh’s eyes rolled back white.
Dionina crossed her arms and snorted, making a sour expression as she watched Thelma, disguised as a servant, carry the fallen Delsh as if she were carrying an empty sack.
“Commander Thelma, you disguised yourself so well. I almost didn’t recognize you.”
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He was naturally incapable of lying, and he had no talent for hiding his expressions.
However, with all his might... he tried to gloss over it.
"We'll take care of it, so you don't have to worry about it."
However, before Aiman could finish saying 'We'll take care of it,' Dionina narrowed her eyes with a sinister expression.
"Who else is there? Right?"
Aiman's face turned red in embarrassment.
"Who else is there, who, who else is there?"
"Look. Who's there? Who are they? Captain Thelma, Captain Merton, and my uncle. The rest are all cowardly traitors. Is there anyone else who can help Her Highness? Who is it? Please tell me."
Damn it. Aiman cursed briefly inwardly. Of course, it wasn't directed at his precious nephew.
It was only directed at himself, who had no talent for hiding things...
[You must keep quiet about the Empress, Aiman.]
Merton earnestly urged Aiman to keep quiet in case he ever found himself in such a situation.
Even a dull Aiman would know that much, but the problem was Dionina.
She was smart and quick-witted, and no one could keep up with her when it came to pestering her uncle.
“Aren’t you going to tell me who it is? I can’t stand being curious. You know that too.”
“That... No, there is none. There is none! It’s just the three of us! I told you, and you just told me. The rest are all fools who are blinded by wheat and coins and have turned their backs on Her Highness, so who else would you trust? Now, go quickly, quickly! Before you miss your chance.”
Aiman suppressed the awkwardness rising to the tip of his neck, grabbed Dionina’s shoulder, and turned her around.
Even though he was joking that it hurt, fortunately, she didn’t try to press Aiman any further.
Dionina, who was walking briskly to the entrance of Delsh's mansion in the palace, looked back.
Then, using Ayman's ability to read lips, she said with just the shape of her mouth,
'You must tell me later. If you don't, I will put ginger in your nose while you sleep!'
That bastard!
Ayman sighed deeply and waved his hand with a tired expression, and Dionina grinned like a mischievous child and hurriedly disappeared into the entrance of the mansion.
"Oh, trouble. What does that look like?"
Ayman grumbled, looked around, and went out into the street wearing a hood that almost completely covered his forehead so as not to be noticed by others.
Then he got into a carriage parked on the side of the road, naturally shook the reins, and left the place.
Dionina entered Delsh's mansion, the hem of her dress that she had dressed up for today fluttering slightly.
There was a long table in the middle of the hall, and on it were piles of dishes that must have numbered at least a dozen.
People were gathered around the table, eating their food greedily, and didn’t even notice her, but today’s main character, Delsh, came running with his eyes shining as soon as Dionina entered.
“Dionina! Oh my, you really came. I think it’s the first time I’ve seen you in a dress.”
Delsh, holding a glass of wine in one hand, looked drowsy from how much he had already drunk.
She felt his sticky gaze scanning her from head to toe, but Dionina smiled and greeted him politely as if nothing had happened.
“Hello, senior. It feels refreshing to see you outside the Golden Castle. Happy birthday. This is a small gift, but it’s a gift.”
She held out a package she had prepared in advance. The servant ran over to receive it, but Delsh made a “sigh” sound and insisted on handing it over to her.
She felt him groping the back of her hand as if he were accepting the package, but Dionina maintained her calm expression this time as well.
"Oh, trouble. What does that look like?"
Ayman grumbled, looked around, and went out into the street wearing a hood that almost completely covered his forehead so as not to be noticed by others.
Then he got into a carriage parked on the side of the road, naturally shook the reins, and left the place.
Dionina entered Delsh's mansion, the hem of her dress that she had dressed up for today fluttering slightly.
There was a long table in the middle of the hall, and on it were piles of dishes that must have numbered at least a dozen.
People were gathered around the table, eating their food greedily, and didn’t even notice her, but today’s main character, Delsh, came running with his eyes shining as soon as Dionina entered.
“Dionina! Oh my, you really came. I think it’s the first time I’ve seen you in a dress.”
Delsh, holding a glass of wine in one hand, looked drowsy from how much he had already drunk.
She felt his sticky gaze scanning her from head to toe, but Dionina smiled and greeted him politely as if nothing had happened.
“Hello, senior. It feels refreshing to see you outside the Golden Castle. Happy birthday. This is a small gift, but it’s a gift.”
She held out a package she had prepared in advance. The servant ran over to receive it, but Delsh made a “sigh” sound and insisted on handing it over to her.
She felt him groping the back of her hand as if he were accepting the package, but Dionina maintained her calm expression this time as well.
“I’m glad you came, but you even prepared a gift. You’re truly a promising junior. It’s hard to believe that you just became a court doctor this year. Do you know how much I cherish you? There’s no other junior like you. These days, the new guys are, tsk. They all lack perseverance. They don’t have the will to learn. But you’re different. You’re different.”
Dionina had recently approached Delsh intentionally, and she knew that he had lost his wife a long time ago and currently had multiple lovers. She also knew very well that he had dark intentions toward her.
If she had been her temper, she would have kicked him in the leg right away, but she had held back because of the possibility that he might know something about the sudden death of the former Emperor.
‘That ends today. Enjoy it as much as you want, you sly old man.’
Dionina laughed inwardly and lightly grabbed Delsh’s shamelessly extended hand and walked into the middle of the hall.
Among the women gathered here and there, there were a few who had particularly vicious expressions. It was obvious that they were all Delsh’s lovers.
‘This man had a son, right? But I can’t see him. Well, it’s fortunate that fewer eyes are watching him.’
Dionina, who had finished studying her surroundings, drank the kinds of alcohol that Delsh recommended and secretly lightened the mood.
Although it was his birthday, Delsh was not a noble, so the party was almost like a private one.
Naturally, many people were coming and going from the mansion, and the servants didn’t pay close attention to each guest.
‘They said they would give me a signal when Captain Thelma arrived.’
“Dionina, why are you looking around so much? Huh? Are you curious about my mansion?”
Delsh’s hand secretly caressed Dionina’s waist.
Goosebumps appeared on the back of her neck for a moment, and she felt the urge to punch him in the face... But Dionina smiled brightly and turned to him again.
Of course, she didn’t forget to pull his hand away from her body, pretending to grab his wrist.
“Oh, of course. I was curious because your mansion is so well-decorated. The decorations and colors are wonderful, and the structure is magnificent. Oh, right. Is there a place where you keep things like medicinal herbs?”
Delsh burst into laughter loud enough to annoy.
“As expected, you’re a junior with a lot of potential! Talking about work even here! But that’s cute too. Well, of course, you’re cute. Your willingness to learn is also admirable.”
His hand, with its fur growing on the back of his hand, gently covered Dionina’s small hand and caressed it. As Delsh came closer, an unpleasant smell of alcohol wafted from his breath.
“I have a place where I keep very precious things. Are you curious?”
Dionina’s lips twitched. His hot breath on the tip of her nose made her want to vomit.
Just then, a servant with a blackish face passed Dionina and glanced at her.
Delsh was too busy talking to Dionina to even look at the servant, but Dionina knew immediately that he was Thelma in disguise. He looked like a barnyard janitor wearing shabby clothes and his hair was disheveled as if he had gotten it from somewhere.
Dionina suddenly smiled brightly and grabbed Delsh’s hand tightly.
“Of course, Sir! I really want to see it! You’re the only one who knows how much I’m studying medicine.”
“Of course! Oh, oh, oh!”
“Can you show me a little bit? I really want to ask you. Of course, today is a happy day, so it would be much more fun to drink with the other guests here...”
When Dionina’s fingertips brushed against his wrist, Delsh snorted like an angry boar and laughed.
His face, flushed with alcohol, twitched horribly.
“No, Diona. Why are you saying such things? Of course, your motivation comes first. Since your junior, ahem, is actively asking for learning, I should fulfill my duty as a senior. As I should. I’ll show you, so come with me. Anyway, everyone is eating and drinking, so I won’t be considered.”
“Good. Thank you!”
There was no need to use a tincture.
Dionina coldly sneered as she watched Delsh, whose veins on his forehead were throbbing with excitement.
Fortunately, it was a bit tricky to sneak a drink because there were so many people gathered, so not many people paid attention to the two disappearing together.
Delsh’s numerous lovers were also busy drinking heavily, nervous about the presence of a young and strange woman—Dionina—who had taken her place.
Delsh took Dionina to a small private room in the backyard of the mansion.
It was not a lie that he kept precious medicines, for a sweet and bitter smell wafted out before he even got close to the door.
“Right there. I carefully select and store only the best. If you took just a handful of any of the herbs there, you could get half a chest of gold.”
“That’s great, Sir. Where do you get such things?”
“Of course, there is a way. You will naturally learn it after a few years in the royal court. You will learn it even faster if you stay close to me like you are now.”
Delsh laughed lightly. Dionina knew that he was stealing the medicines from the royal court.
That alone was a serious crime that would not be able to save his neck, but what would immediately bring him down was not the expensive medicines he had stolen like a rat.
Dionina, who had been on edge at the sound of someone following him, smiled brightly as she took a step away from Delsh the moment he stumbled to find his key.
“I already know the method without having to get close to you, senior.”
“Huh? What?”
Dionina giggled and took a step back.
“No, nothing. Happy birthday. And goodbye. If your life is long, sir... Well, I guess I’ll see you again someday.”
“What are you talking about now...”
Dionina had recently approached Delsh intentionally, and she knew that he had lost his wife a long time ago and currently had multiple lovers. She also knew very well that he had dark intentions toward her.
If she had been her temper, she would have kicked him in the leg right away, but she had held back because of the possibility that he might know something about the sudden death of the former Emperor.
‘That ends today. Enjoy it as much as you want, you sly old man.’
Dionina laughed inwardly and lightly grabbed Delsh’s shamelessly extended hand and walked into the middle of the hall.
Among the women gathered here and there, there were a few who had particularly vicious expressions. It was obvious that they were all Delsh’s lovers.
‘This man had a son, right? But I can’t see him. Well, it’s fortunate that fewer eyes are watching him.’
Dionina, who had finished studying her surroundings, drank the kinds of alcohol that Delsh recommended and secretly lightened the mood.
Although it was his birthday, Delsh was not a noble, so the party was almost like a private one.
Naturally, many people were coming and going from the mansion, and the servants didn’t pay close attention to each guest.
‘They said they would give me a signal when Captain Thelma arrived.’
“Dionina, why are you looking around so much? Huh? Are you curious about my mansion?”
Delsh’s hand secretly caressed Dionina’s waist.
Goosebumps appeared on the back of her neck for a moment, and she felt the urge to punch him in the face... But Dionina smiled brightly and turned to him again.
Of course, she didn’t forget to pull his hand away from her body, pretending to grab his wrist.
“Oh, of course. I was curious because your mansion is so well-decorated. The decorations and colors are wonderful, and the structure is magnificent. Oh, right. Is there a place where you keep things like medicinal herbs?”
Delsh burst into laughter loud enough to annoy.
“As expected, you’re a junior with a lot of potential! Talking about work even here! But that’s cute too. Well, of course, you’re cute. Your willingness to learn is also admirable.”
His hand, with its fur growing on the back of his hand, gently covered Dionina’s small hand and caressed it. As Delsh came closer, an unpleasant smell of alcohol wafted from his breath.
“I have a place where I keep very precious things. Are you curious?”
Dionina’s lips twitched. His hot breath on the tip of her nose made her want to vomit.
Just then, a servant with a blackish face passed Dionina and glanced at her.
Delsh was too busy talking to Dionina to even look at the servant, but Dionina knew immediately that he was Thelma in disguise. He looked like a barnyard janitor wearing shabby clothes and his hair was disheveled as if he had gotten it from somewhere.
Dionina suddenly smiled brightly and grabbed Delsh’s hand tightly.
“Of course, Sir! I really want to see it! You’re the only one who knows how much I’m studying medicine.”
“Of course! Oh, oh, oh!”
“Can you show me a little bit? I really want to ask you. Of course, today is a happy day, so it would be much more fun to drink with the other guests here...”
When Dionina’s fingertips brushed against his wrist, Delsh snorted like an angry boar and laughed.
His face, flushed with alcohol, twitched horribly.
“No, Diona. Why are you saying such things? Of course, your motivation comes first. Since your junior, ahem, is actively asking for learning, I should fulfill my duty as a senior. As I should. I’ll show you, so come with me. Anyway, everyone is eating and drinking, so I won’t be considered.”
“Good. Thank you!”
There was no need to use a tincture.
Dionina coldly sneered as she watched Delsh, whose veins on his forehead were throbbing with excitement.
Fortunately, it was a bit tricky to sneak a drink because there were so many people gathered, so not many people paid attention to the two disappearing together.
Delsh’s numerous lovers were also busy drinking heavily, nervous about the presence of a young and strange woman—Dionina—who had taken her place.
Delsh took Dionina to a small private room in the backyard of the mansion.
It was not a lie that he kept precious medicines, for a sweet and bitter smell wafted out before he even got close to the door.
“Right there. I carefully select and store only the best. If you took just a handful of any of the herbs there, you could get half a chest of gold.”
“That’s great, Sir. Where do you get such things?”
“Of course, there is a way. You will naturally learn it after a few years in the royal court. You will learn it even faster if you stay close to me like you are now.”
Delsh laughed lightly. Dionina knew that he was stealing the medicines from the royal court.
That alone was a serious crime that would not be able to save his neck, but what would immediately bring him down was not the expensive medicines he had stolen like a rat.
Dionina, who had been on edge at the sound of someone following him, smiled brightly as she took a step away from Delsh the moment he stumbled to find his key.
“I already know the method without having to get close to you, senior.”
“Huh? What?”
Dionina giggled and took a step back.
“No, nothing. Happy birthday. And goodbye. If your life is long, sir... Well, I guess I’ll see you again someday.”
“What are you talking about now...”
With a small, dull thud, Delsh’s eyes rolled back white.
Dionina crossed her arms and snorted, making a sour expression as she watched Thelma, disguised as a servant, carry the fallen Delsh as if she were carrying an empty sack.
“Commander Thelma, you disguised yourself so well. I almost didn’t recognize you.”
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