“Spit it out!”
Linel stared at me with his mouth wide open at my scream.
“Spit it out, spit it out!”
I personally bent the back of Linel’s head forward on his behalf, who had not yet grasped the situation. As his head tilted forward, the poisonous strawberries in his mouth poured out onto the floor.
Still, I mercilessly hit his back to see if any poisonous strawberries had already gone down his throat.
He made a ‘ugh, ugh’ sound and motioned for me to stop.
He wiped his mouth where he had spat out the poisonous strawberries with the back of his hand and raised his head.
“Why are you doing this? Did you think I was going to eat it all by myself? I picked it to share.”
“Then we almost died together.”
Just like Melanie before, my legs gave out, and I collapsed on the spot.
“What are you talking about?”
Only then did Linel notice something strange and ask, looking closely at the poisonous strawberries scattered around.
“That’s a poisonous strawberry. If you eat too much, your body will become paralyzed, and you could die within a few days. Dried ones are even more dangerous.”
“...Ah. I think some went down my throat earlier?”
Linel said, holding his neck with both hands.
“It’s okay to eat one or two.”
“What if I eat three or four?”
“Are you sure?”
“I don’t know. When I die, cut open my stomach and check.”
As soon as I heard that, I raised two fingers and rushed to his mouth.
“Oh, what’s wrong?”
“If it seems like too much went in, you should spit it out quickly!”
“I’m just joking, I’m joking.”
He grabbed my wrist and chuckled.
“Oh, why are you making such a terrible joke?”
I slapped his arm and made a face.
He took a few hits without doing anything, but then grabbed my hand again to stop me because my fist was hurting.
“That was a close call. You didn’t eat it, did you?”
“Yes, but I almost ate it without knowing.”
I told him what Rosie had said that I had overheard here.
“Rosie saved many.”
Empress Zelda accidentally obtained the power of fire without even wanting it.
Why is it so hard for me, who needs the power of fire, to do so?
Roxana had been comparing herself to Zelda and growing angry at some point.
“I just want to obtain the power of fire. So that my wyvern egg can awaken and awaken in me like Empress Zelda.”
“Even if I make a red potion, I can’t guarantee it.”
Logan replied coldly.
“That’s good. The same goes for me. I can’t guarantee whether or not I’ll keep Miss Bonis alive.”
Logan’s whole body felt tense at Roxana’s cold voice.
“I haven’t even been able to take care of my daughter, so do you really want to ruin her future life?”
Roxana’s words felt like they were stuck in Logan’s heart like a key.
When he thought of Bonis, Logan’s heart ached as if it were being squeezed.
“My daughter is now in the Lapion Empire.”
So, how are you going to threaten Bonis?
“Hetor will isolate the guests from each country who participated in the Continental Hunt. Your daughter is there too. Do you think they can all survive now?”
“!”
“I don’t know, but I think half of the guests will lose their lives.”
It wouldn’t be strange for anyone to become a scapegoat in the chaos.
“She's not royalty, and who would care if one of the Empress’s maids were to die? Only the close associates would be sad.”
Although he didn’t want to admit it, Roxana’s words were true.
“If you cooperate with me, I’ll protect your daughter’s life. What do you think?”
Roxana made a deal with Logan.
Before Logan could open his mouth, a crow called Bellos appeared inside the window.
Caw- Caw!
The crow saw the daggers stuck between Logan’s thighs and couldn’t come inside, so it croaked loudly on the windowsill.
“Did Bellos bring you news?”
Roxana looked at the crow and asked Logan.
She looked around the room, walked to the oak desk, and picked up a quill on it. She wrote something on a piece of paper, folded it, and approached the crow.
The crow avoided Roxana and came inside, ignoring her as she reached out her hand, trying to peck the back of her hand.
“Send it to Bellos.”
Roxana had no choice but to hand the letter to Logan and look at the crow.
“Oh, wait.”
Roxana snatched the letter back from Logan, dabbed the blood flowing down his thigh with her finger, and wrote on the cover of the letter.
Please reply quickly.
Bellos will know whose blood this is.
When Logan, who had received the letter, raised one arm inward, a crow flew over his arm.
He untied the letter tied to the crow’s foot and untied the letter Roxana had written.
The crow stared at Logan quietly.
It seemed to ask if it was really okay to fly over and deliver this letter.
When Logan nodded once, the crow glanced at Roxana and flew out the window.
“Your master will eventually have no choice but to follow my will.”
If he wanted to make Empress Zelda his companion.
Roxana’s calm smile showed confidence.
“Logan, today, you should start with the treatment. I’ll be back later.”
“Ugh!”
Roxana pulled out the two daggers she had stuck in Logan’s thigh.
We were sitting in the middle of a forest full of poisonous strawberries, and we suddenly looked up at the proud voice from far away.
“It’s not as good as wild boar barbecue, but we’ll have something to chew on, let’s retreat!”
“If you add up what my government and I have caught, we’ll be able to taste a piece of meat each. Some of the unlucky ones might not be able to eat it, though.”
It was the voices of Prince Norton and Empress Katria.
It seemed like the two of them had caught something that would be the main dish for lunch today.
Linel stared at me with his mouth wide open at my scream.
“Spit it out, spit it out!”
I personally bent the back of Linel’s head forward on his behalf, who had not yet grasped the situation. As his head tilted forward, the poisonous strawberries in his mouth poured out onto the floor.
Still, I mercilessly hit his back to see if any poisonous strawberries had already gone down his throat.
He made a ‘ugh, ugh’ sound and motioned for me to stop.
He wiped his mouth where he had spat out the poisonous strawberries with the back of his hand and raised his head.
“Why are you doing this? Did you think I was going to eat it all by myself? I picked it to share.”
“Then we almost died together.”
Just like Melanie before, my legs gave out, and I collapsed on the spot.
“What are you talking about?”
Only then did Linel notice something strange and ask, looking closely at the poisonous strawberries scattered around.
“That’s a poisonous strawberry. If you eat too much, your body will become paralyzed, and you could die within a few days. Dried ones are even more dangerous.”
“...Ah. I think some went down my throat earlier?”
Linel said, holding his neck with both hands.
“It’s okay to eat one or two.”
“What if I eat three or four?”
“Are you sure?”
“I don’t know. When I die, cut open my stomach and check.”
As soon as I heard that, I raised two fingers and rushed to his mouth.
“Oh, what’s wrong?”
“If it seems like too much went in, you should spit it out quickly!”
“I’m just joking, I’m joking.”
He grabbed my wrist and chuckled.
“Oh, why are you making such a terrible joke?”
I slapped his arm and made a face.
He took a few hits without doing anything, but then grabbed my hand again to stop me because my fist was hurting.
“That was a close call. You didn’t eat it, did you?”
“Yes, but I almost ate it without knowing.”
I told him what Rosie had said that I had overheard here.
“Rosie saved many.”
***
Empress Zelda accidentally obtained the power of fire without even wanting it.
Why is it so hard for me, who needs the power of fire, to do so?
Roxana had been comparing herself to Zelda and growing angry at some point.
“I just want to obtain the power of fire. So that my wyvern egg can awaken and awaken in me like Empress Zelda.”
“Even if I make a red potion, I can’t guarantee it.”
Logan replied coldly.
“That’s good. The same goes for me. I can’t guarantee whether or not I’ll keep Miss Bonis alive.”
Logan’s whole body felt tense at Roxana’s cold voice.
“I haven’t even been able to take care of my daughter, so do you really want to ruin her future life?”
Roxana’s words felt like they were stuck in Logan’s heart like a key.
When he thought of Bonis, Logan’s heart ached as if it were being squeezed.
“My daughter is now in the Lapion Empire.”
So, how are you going to threaten Bonis?
“Hetor will isolate the guests from each country who participated in the Continental Hunt. Your daughter is there too. Do you think they can all survive now?”
“!”
“I don’t know, but I think half of the guests will lose their lives.”
It wouldn’t be strange for anyone to become a scapegoat in the chaos.
“She's not royalty, and who would care if one of the Empress’s maids were to die? Only the close associates would be sad.”
Although he didn’t want to admit it, Roxana’s words were true.
“If you cooperate with me, I’ll protect your daughter’s life. What do you think?”
Roxana made a deal with Logan.
Before Logan could open his mouth, a crow called Bellos appeared inside the window.
Caw- Caw!
The crow saw the daggers stuck between Logan’s thighs and couldn’t come inside, so it croaked loudly on the windowsill.
“Did Bellos bring you news?”
Roxana looked at the crow and asked Logan.
She looked around the room, walked to the oak desk, and picked up a quill on it. She wrote something on a piece of paper, folded it, and approached the crow.
The crow avoided Roxana and came inside, ignoring her as she reached out her hand, trying to peck the back of her hand.
“Send it to Bellos.”
Roxana had no choice but to hand the letter to Logan and look at the crow.
“Oh, wait.”
Roxana snatched the letter back from Logan, dabbed the blood flowing down his thigh with her finger, and wrote on the cover of the letter.
Please reply quickly.
Bellos will know whose blood this is.
When Logan, who had received the letter, raised one arm inward, a crow flew over his arm.
He untied the letter tied to the crow’s foot and untied the letter Roxana had written.
The crow stared at Logan quietly.
It seemed to ask if it was really okay to fly over and deliver this letter.
When Logan nodded once, the crow glanced at Roxana and flew out the window.
“Your master will eventually have no choice but to follow my will.”
If he wanted to make Empress Zelda his companion.
Roxana’s calm smile showed confidence.
“Logan, today, you should start with the treatment. I’ll be back later.”
“Ugh!”
Roxana pulled out the two daggers she had stuck in Logan’s thigh.
***
We were sitting in the middle of a forest full of poisonous strawberries, and we suddenly looked up at the proud voice from far away.
“It’s not as good as wild boar barbecue, but we’ll have something to chew on, let’s retreat!”
“If you add up what my government and I have caught, we’ll be able to taste a piece of meat each. Some of the unlucky ones might not be able to eat it, though.”
It was the voices of Prince Norton and Empress Katria.
It seemed like the two of them had caught something that would be the main dish for lunch today.
“You heard? If we don’t hurry, we might end up eating only salad for lunch today.”
Linel held out his hand to me.
I took his hand and got up.
Although I was empty-handed, I was happy to be walking back with him.
“How are your grades today?”
Commander Macrom walked out of the diagonal forest.
He had two fairly large rabbits hanging from his waistbands, and one on his shoulder.
“Macrom, let’s split that one.”
“Are you both empty-handed?”
Commander Macrom looked somehow pleased.
“Unlucky, huh?”
I answered Commander Macrom, quickly asking Linel for agreement.
He agreed as well.
“Yes, the weather is bad today. The Empress and I almost died from eating poisoned strawberries a little while ago.”
“Oh, poisoned strawberries... They look just like regular strawberries to the naked eye and look delicious. Fortunately, you didn’t eat them.”
Commander Macrom seemed to already know about poisoned strawberries.
While saying that he was glad, Commander Macrom didn’t say, “Let’s share the rabbit for the sake of saving face.”
“We’re almost there,”
I said, gesturing to a flag a hundred meters ahead.
They hung flags on tall trees so that the dignitaries who went hunting wouldn’t get confused about the path they came from.
It seemed that even the flags were drooping in the heat because there wasn’t a single breeze.
While Commander Macrom was carrying three heavy rabbits, he and I, who had nothing but each other’s hands, were walking while glaring at the Commander with envious eyes.
“What do you have to say?”
A man and a woman were arguing behind a large zelkova tree.
“You took after your father and abandoned Shattonil like that, but now you’ve become so cocky.”
Prince Tesla was seen taunting the tree.
The person standing in front of that tree was clearly Bonis.
“His Majesty and the Empress will be arriving soon, so I can’t leave this place for too long. If you have anything to say, please hurry.”
Although her voice was a little trembling, Bonis was confidently dealing with Prince Tesla.
“We should go.”
Linel said, looking at where the two were standing.
I glanced at the face of Commander Macrom, who was walking beside him. The Commander's expression became very bad.
“How long do you think you’ll be a maid of the Lapion Empire?”
Prince Tesla hit the tree with one hand, pretending to be tough, and threatened Bonis as he looked down at her.
“Until the age of 65.”
Linel intervened, slashing Prince Tesla’s arm, which was resting one palm on the tree, with the edge of her hand.
“Ugh!”
Prince Tesla’s arm fell limply, and he placed his palm on the ground.
“That’s the retirement age for a maid.”
Prince Tesla jumped up in surprise at his appearance.
“Your, Your Majesty...”
“Have your questions been answered?”
Linel asked with a kind smile, but her eyes were cold.
“If that’s the question, then come ask me, the Emperor. How would Miss Bonis know? I, who hired her as the Empress’s maid, would know.”
“No, that’s not it. I was just chatting with her because she was my government, and I was curious about how Bonis was living.”
“I see. So what else do you want to ask?”
“Yes?”
“Are you curious about her salary, or her retirement benefits, or something like that?”
“...Oh, no. I’ll be going now.”
Prince Tesla bowed his head to him and quickly ran away to where the guests were gathered.
“Bonis, are you hurt?”
I glared at Prince Tesla’s back and asked Bonis.
“Yes, I’m fine. Thank you, Your Majesty.”
Bonis smiled at me and answered before speaking to Linel.
He simply shrugged his shoulders and made a face that seemed like he didn’t know why she was thanking him.
“Bonis, please keep this with you.”
Commander Macrom, who was standing quietly beside him, took out a dagger that he had been carrying next to his boots and handed it to Bonis.
As for the dagger, it would be the one I used to hit the vital point when I killed the wild boar, the first prey of this hunting competition.
“It’s okay.”
Bonis waved both hands and politely declined.
However, Commander Macrom, who couldn’t see that, kept holding the dagger out to her.
“I’m not okay.”
Linel and I exchanged glances at Commander Macrom’s words.
I grabbed Bonis’ hand and made her take the dagger that Commander Macrom was handing him.
Bonis looked down at the dagger that she had received absentmindedly and said in a slightly touched voice,
“Thank you, I’ll use it well.”
Then Commander Macrom became serious.
“There’s no use for it.”
Oh, right. That’s right.
I smiled at Commander Macrom’s words and looked at Bonis.
Bonis was also smiling silently.
I felt sorry that Commander Macrom couldn’t see her lovely face turning into a ripe peach.
“Miss Bonis, you just have to protect that dagger so that it doesn’t have to be used.”
Linel said, patting Commander Macrom on the shoulder.
This time, Commander Macrom’s cheeks turned red, and we watched him in silence.
Lunch had begun.
I deliberately sat down next to Empress Elan.
And I asked her what I had been curious about since we left this morning.
“Why did Emperor Adrian get his hair cut short? I’m sure his hair was just below his shoulders when it got tanned.”
“His Majesty seems to be... unlucky today. Me too.”
Empress Elan lowered her head in a voice filled with guilt.
“What do you mean?”
“I’m good with a sword, but I’m not good with scissors.”
“Empress Elan, did you cut it yourself?”
I asked, stealing a glance at Emperor Adrian, who was sitting at the 4 o’clock position, talking to the heads of each country, his short hair fluttering in the wind.
“Yes, it kept getting crooked as I cut it...”
“But it’s fortunate that it didn’t go above his ears. You cut it well for the first time?”
“Really? It’s comforting. Thank you, Your Majesty.”
Only then did Empress Elan raise her head and laugh heartily.
Emperor Adrian looked towards us at her laughter and frowned, and Empress Elan wiped the smile off her face.
“His Majesty, I think he doesn’t like the new hairstyle.”
“Yes, he’s a bit... no, he’s a bit irritable.”
I nodded to Empress Elan’s opinion and casually brought up last night.
“By the way, did you hear anything last night?”
“What?”
“I thought someone was yelling outside...”
“Did something like that happen? I drank the wine too quickly last night and fell asleep early, so I didn’t hear it.”
“Then Emperor Adrian didn’t hear it either?”
I asked, assuming that the two of them had been together.
“I did drink wine with His Majesty, but we didn’t spend the night together.”
Empress Elan’s face hardened a little.
I raised my eyebrows slightly and asked with my eyes, ‘Why?’
“His Majesty originally did not approach women.”
“I don’t quite understand what you are saying. Isn’t he the Emperor of the only country on the continent that has numerous women as Empresses in a harem-like place called ‘Worni’?”
Empress Elan nodded as if my doubt was natural, but spoke firmly.
“That is true, but I think it would be more correct to say that the purpose of ‘Worni’ was not to covet women, but to enjoy martial arts competitions between women.”
“Does he enjoy seeing blood?”
It was a word that came out without me knowing.
I looked at Empress Elan and said, “Oops,” but surprisingly, she nodded and admitted it obediently.
If that’s true, then I really can’t help but be a pervert.
Wait, blood?
Without realizing it, I was associating Emperor Adrian, who liked seeing blood in the martial arts competitions between Empresses, with the culprit who sucked blood from Misha’s nape last night.
Ah, no, I thought, but something felt off.
Since Misha said she didn’t see the culprit’s face, I shouldn’t have been so quick to suspect.
As I was about to ask Emperor Adrian more questions, a very strange sound was heard among the guests’ chatter.
Everyone simultaneously raised their heads and looked around the trees to find the source of the sound.
When the voices of the guests completely died down, I could hear it more clearly this time.
Kkeeeeek-!
“What kind of bird is that? Its cry is really creepy.”
Grand Duke Martins said to Prince Norton, who was sitting next to him.
However, I thought differently.
This wasn’t just any ordinary bird sound.
Prince Norton closed his eyes as if trying to concentrate.
Once again, a creepy, scraping sound like scraping iron was heard.
Prince Norton’s expression darkened, and he spoke carefully.
“This is... the cry of a monster.”
Prince Norton had been a member of the mercenary knights who dealt with monsters until a few months ago.
Unfortunately, Prince Norton’s judgment was probably right.
However, the guests were skeptical of the Lrince’s words.
At this, Bellos, who had lived for 270 years, supported Prince Norton’s words.
“It’s a monster! To be exact, it’s a monster called ‘Gallaco.’”
Bellos shouted while looking at the tree at 3 o’clock, and Linel stood up and pulled the bowstring in the direction of the monster’s sound.
Thud! Something fell under the tree with a sound.
Linel held out his hand to me.
I took his hand and got up.
Although I was empty-handed, I was happy to be walking back with him.
“How are your grades today?”
Commander Macrom walked out of the diagonal forest.
He had two fairly large rabbits hanging from his waistbands, and one on his shoulder.
“Macrom, let’s split that one.”
“Are you both empty-handed?”
Commander Macrom looked somehow pleased.
“Unlucky, huh?”
I answered Commander Macrom, quickly asking Linel for agreement.
He agreed as well.
“Yes, the weather is bad today. The Empress and I almost died from eating poisoned strawberries a little while ago.”
“Oh, poisoned strawberries... They look just like regular strawberries to the naked eye and look delicious. Fortunately, you didn’t eat them.”
Commander Macrom seemed to already know about poisoned strawberries.
While saying that he was glad, Commander Macrom didn’t say, “Let’s share the rabbit for the sake of saving face.”
“We’re almost there,”
I said, gesturing to a flag a hundred meters ahead.
They hung flags on tall trees so that the dignitaries who went hunting wouldn’t get confused about the path they came from.
It seemed that even the flags were drooping in the heat because there wasn’t a single breeze.
While Commander Macrom was carrying three heavy rabbits, he and I, who had nothing but each other’s hands, were walking while glaring at the Commander with envious eyes.
“What do you have to say?”
A man and a woman were arguing behind a large zelkova tree.
“You took after your father and abandoned Shattonil like that, but now you’ve become so cocky.”
Prince Tesla was seen taunting the tree.
The person standing in front of that tree was clearly Bonis.
“His Majesty and the Empress will be arriving soon, so I can’t leave this place for too long. If you have anything to say, please hurry.”
Although her voice was a little trembling, Bonis was confidently dealing with Prince Tesla.
“We should go.”
Linel said, looking at where the two were standing.
I glanced at the face of Commander Macrom, who was walking beside him. The Commander's expression became very bad.
“How long do you think you’ll be a maid of the Lapion Empire?”
Prince Tesla hit the tree with one hand, pretending to be tough, and threatened Bonis as he looked down at her.
“Until the age of 65.”
Linel intervened, slashing Prince Tesla’s arm, which was resting one palm on the tree, with the edge of her hand.
“Ugh!”
Prince Tesla’s arm fell limply, and he placed his palm on the ground.
“That’s the retirement age for a maid.”
Prince Tesla jumped up in surprise at his appearance.
“Your, Your Majesty...”
“Have your questions been answered?”
Linel asked with a kind smile, but her eyes were cold.
“If that’s the question, then come ask me, the Emperor. How would Miss Bonis know? I, who hired her as the Empress’s maid, would know.”
“No, that’s not it. I was just chatting with her because she was my government, and I was curious about how Bonis was living.”
“I see. So what else do you want to ask?”
“Yes?”
“Are you curious about her salary, or her retirement benefits, or something like that?”
“...Oh, no. I’ll be going now.”
Prince Tesla bowed his head to him and quickly ran away to where the guests were gathered.
“Bonis, are you hurt?”
I glared at Prince Tesla’s back and asked Bonis.
“Yes, I’m fine. Thank you, Your Majesty.”
Bonis smiled at me and answered before speaking to Linel.
He simply shrugged his shoulders and made a face that seemed like he didn’t know why she was thanking him.
“Bonis, please keep this with you.”
Commander Macrom, who was standing quietly beside him, took out a dagger that he had been carrying next to his boots and handed it to Bonis.
As for the dagger, it would be the one I used to hit the vital point when I killed the wild boar, the first prey of this hunting competition.
“It’s okay.”
Bonis waved both hands and politely declined.
However, Commander Macrom, who couldn’t see that, kept holding the dagger out to her.
“I’m not okay.”
Linel and I exchanged glances at Commander Macrom’s words.
I grabbed Bonis’ hand and made her take the dagger that Commander Macrom was handing him.
Bonis looked down at the dagger that she had received absentmindedly and said in a slightly touched voice,
“Thank you, I’ll use it well.”
Then Commander Macrom became serious.
“There’s no use for it.”
Oh, right. That’s right.
I smiled at Commander Macrom’s words and looked at Bonis.
Bonis was also smiling silently.
I felt sorry that Commander Macrom couldn’t see her lovely face turning into a ripe peach.
“Miss Bonis, you just have to protect that dagger so that it doesn’t have to be used.”
Linel said, patting Commander Macrom on the shoulder.
This time, Commander Macrom’s cheeks turned red, and we watched him in silence.
***
Lunch had begun.
I deliberately sat down next to Empress Elan.
And I asked her what I had been curious about since we left this morning.
“Why did Emperor Adrian get his hair cut short? I’m sure his hair was just below his shoulders when it got tanned.”
“His Majesty seems to be... unlucky today. Me too.”
Empress Elan lowered her head in a voice filled with guilt.
“What do you mean?”
“I’m good with a sword, but I’m not good with scissors.”
“Empress Elan, did you cut it yourself?”
I asked, stealing a glance at Emperor Adrian, who was sitting at the 4 o’clock position, talking to the heads of each country, his short hair fluttering in the wind.
“Yes, it kept getting crooked as I cut it...”
“But it’s fortunate that it didn’t go above his ears. You cut it well for the first time?”
“Really? It’s comforting. Thank you, Your Majesty.”
Only then did Empress Elan raise her head and laugh heartily.
Emperor Adrian looked towards us at her laughter and frowned, and Empress Elan wiped the smile off her face.
“His Majesty, I think he doesn’t like the new hairstyle.”
“Yes, he’s a bit... no, he’s a bit irritable.”
I nodded to Empress Elan’s opinion and casually brought up last night.
“By the way, did you hear anything last night?”
“What?”
“I thought someone was yelling outside...”
“Did something like that happen? I drank the wine too quickly last night and fell asleep early, so I didn’t hear it.”
“Then Emperor Adrian didn’t hear it either?”
I asked, assuming that the two of them had been together.
“I did drink wine with His Majesty, but we didn’t spend the night together.”
Empress Elan’s face hardened a little.
I raised my eyebrows slightly and asked with my eyes, ‘Why?’
“His Majesty originally did not approach women.”
“I don’t quite understand what you are saying. Isn’t he the Emperor of the only country on the continent that has numerous women as Empresses in a harem-like place called ‘Worni’?”
Empress Elan nodded as if my doubt was natural, but spoke firmly.
“That is true, but I think it would be more correct to say that the purpose of ‘Worni’ was not to covet women, but to enjoy martial arts competitions between women.”
“Does he enjoy seeing blood?”
It was a word that came out without me knowing.
I looked at Empress Elan and said, “Oops,” but surprisingly, she nodded and admitted it obediently.
If that’s true, then I really can’t help but be a pervert.
Wait, blood?
Without realizing it, I was associating Emperor Adrian, who liked seeing blood in the martial arts competitions between Empresses, with the culprit who sucked blood from Misha’s nape last night.
Ah, no, I thought, but something felt off.
Since Misha said she didn’t see the culprit’s face, I shouldn’t have been so quick to suspect.
As I was about to ask Emperor Adrian more questions, a very strange sound was heard among the guests’ chatter.
Everyone simultaneously raised their heads and looked around the trees to find the source of the sound.
When the voices of the guests completely died down, I could hear it more clearly this time.
Kkeeeeek-!
“What kind of bird is that? Its cry is really creepy.”
Grand Duke Martins said to Prince Norton, who was sitting next to him.
However, I thought differently.
This wasn’t just any ordinary bird sound.
Prince Norton closed his eyes as if trying to concentrate.
Once again, a creepy, scraping sound like scraping iron was heard.
Prince Norton’s expression darkened, and he spoke carefully.
“This is... the cry of a monster.”
Prince Norton had been a member of the mercenary knights who dealt with monsters until a few months ago.
Unfortunately, Prince Norton’s judgment was probably right.
However, the guests were skeptical of the Lrince’s words.
At this, Bellos, who had lived for 270 years, supported Prince Norton’s words.
“It’s a monster! To be exact, it’s a monster called ‘Gallaco.’”
Bellos shouted while looking at the tree at 3 o’clock, and Linel stood up and pulled the bowstring in the direction of the monster’s sound.
Thud! Something fell under the tree with a sound.
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