He sneaked into the treasurer's room and picked up the list he had been looking at.
'He said Edipa Sischel...'
However, when he washed his eyes, there was no name 'Edipa'.
Next, he looked for the surname 'Sischel', but he couldn't find it either.
Theodore looked down in a daze at the rather thick list.
It was an opportunity he got after studying arithmetic for a week, which he didn't even want to look at, and he didn't want to retreat without finding anything.
What did Liana say at that time?
Instead of the baby's incomprehensible voice, she remembered Shion's soft voice.
"He was on his way to Lausanne."
Theodore remembered the idea that Lausanne was de Haan's estate, and he looked up the name of the man with de Haan's surname again.
He wonders if Edipa Sischel is somehow related to de Haan.
"Lazar Jean de Haan."
The first one was a familiar name.
He was the youngest brother of the Marquis de Haan, and he returned to religion a long time ago.
"Bernardo Donatie de Haa.n"
This crossed-out name is the son of the Marquis de Haan, who died young, and unfortunately, it is not the name they are looking for now.
"Kegel Shesia de Haan".
This is the name of the Marquis de Haan...
After scouring the country, he was able to find two or three names of de Haan that Theodore didn't recognize.
Berengo Romain de Haan, Fernande de Haan, Padiere de Haan.
However, under the name 'Padiere de Haan', the following special Information was written.
[ Kegel Shesia de Haan's second son
Sword Master ]
'Kegel de Haan's second son?'
It was the first time that the Marquis de Haan had a second son.
Moreover, a sword master?
Given the character of the Marquis de Haan, if he had a son of a sword master, he would have been proud of it.
It was when he recited unfamiliar names, including 'Padiere de Haan', a couple of times, and put the list back in its place.
Suddenly, he heard the sound of a door.
***
Theodore hurriedly hid in Rosalyn's room, which was in the far corner.
Since the banquet was in full swing, he thought it was a maid who was cleaning up the bedroom or running errands for laundry, and he hoped that she would pass it by like this.
Unfortunately, the sound of footsteps approached. There are even two of them.
Theodore squeezed the dagger he had hidden in his arms.
"I can't harm civilians with something like this."
He heard a voice through one of the doors.
"Miss, you can't get out of it already."
"I'm tired of it, and my legs hurt."
Theodore loosened his grip on the dagger.
The owner of the voice was Rosalyn, and the maid who served tea every time she came to this room.
"My father will scold me. You ordered me to stay by the side of the Crown Prince."
"What's the point of staying by his side! Theo is gone!"
Theodore held his breath at the sudden sound of his name.
'Are you looking for me? Why?'
He heard the maid's sigh.
"Where did the Master of Halias go during the banquet? Go back and find it well."
Fortunately, the maid seemed to block the door and persuade Rosalyn.
"What if he asks another lady to dance?"
"What?"
"Didn't I make it up today because of him?"
Theodore laid his head inside the door. Things went awry.
He didn't know that Rosalyn had any other meaning for her arithmetic class.
The maid continued to persuade with skillful words.
"Come on, Miss. Go back and do your first dance with the degradation. Look over his shoulder and smile at him. Then he will definitely ask you to dance. Unless Princess Yesiel is there, there is no competition for you in this palace."
The young Princess, who was like the sunshine of the Jantar Palace, left the hospital last year due to a chronic illness.
The scuffle went on for a long time, but in the end, the maid won.
"If Theo doesn't ask me to dance today, I won't listen to you again."
Rosalyn insisted on doing so and went outside.
After quieting down, Theodore managed to sneak out of the room.
'Phew, I'm glad I did.'
As he returned to the banquet hall, repeating the names on the list again, he saw Rosalyn dancing with the Crown Prince.
As they spun around in rhythm, Rosalyn's eyes met.
Theodore looked at Rosalyn's smiling face and bit his tongue.
"If Theo doesn't ask me to dance today, I won't listen to you again."
Is it time to pay for the tea that the maid gave me for every class?
Theodore swallowed a sigh and waited for the music to end.
He approached Rosalyn and held out a hand, and her emerald eyes shone with emotion.
"Would you like to dance a song?"
He was confident in anything he could do with his body, but the prom was long today.
***
"Liana!"
Shion shouted instead of knocking and opened the door wide.
It would have been annoying to imagine it before, but now I'm pretty close to Shion.
This is because there is a secret between us that others do not know.
As I ran to the door, Shion reached out his hand.
"Shall we go?"
"Hmph."
Dorian held our hands tightly and laughed at us.
"They are playing quietly. I don't want to get hurt."
Shion familiarly reassured the nanny.
"Don't worry, Dorian."
We went straight to the playroom.
A place where Alseid coated the slide with silver foil for me, and a hot spring that springs up on the balcony.
When we entered, the escort was watching us, so we sat facing each other on the seesaw.
"Hold on to it, Liana."
When Shion lifted the seesaw, I laughed as if I was amused, and the knight looked at us and smiled.
Shion did not miss the moment when his guard was lowered and went to the door
"We're going to play hide and seek among ourselves. I'm going to close the door, so don't disturb me."
Most of the kind and loyal knights held back their laughter and shut the door.
Then Zion stretches out his arms high and opens the tightly closed window.
Next, they hold my hand and run to the fireplace together.
Shion's pale gray eyes glistened with anticipation.
What did you do today?"
I spread my palm and explained...
"Put two balls on the palm of your hand and hit the branch over there."
"But what if there is a fire?"
"There is not on fire."
I pointed my finger out the window, and Shion admired me.
"Liana, you're the third genius of Halias."
The first would be Caliph, and the second would be Shion.
I first stretched out my arms out of the window and let in the air for a while.
That's because I realized just a few days ago that it would be much less hot after that.
Actually, it's not me, but Shion came up with it.
Then I reached into the fireplace and picked up the fireball.
This fireball was now gone.
"..."
I tried to recite the spell, but it was a little fluffy.
After that scary night. I tried to order again and again, but most of them didn't work.
Maybe I used up all my energy that day, but I haven't recovered yet.
Unfortunately, there is no scale on the mana, so it is not possible to know specifically how much is left.
It's just an estimate from experience, because I didn't use pyrotechnics from the age of three in my previous life.
"Are you okay?"
I've touched the fire in front of Shion more than ten times now, but he always looks back at me with the same worried eyes.
"Look."
I replied arrogantly and stretched my arms out the window.
I slowly untied the fireball in my fist and rolled it into the air.
The fireball flew slowly.
One was a hit, and one was off.
"Wow, Liana! It's amazing!"
The only audience was as impressed as ever.
I muttered, a little disappointed.
"One of them is drip."
"What are you talking about, Liana? The other one just touched that branch. If it had been a dry tree, it would have burned at once."
Shion was triumphant as if it were an achievement, but it was foolish.
Fool, if you lose one in practice, you and I can't protect either.
In my previous life, I practiced with Edipa countless times.
Later, I practiced to throw as many fireballs at once as I could throw stars, and when I lost even one, I was scolded immensely.
I folded and unfolded my small hand, and Shion quickly brought me something cold.
"Oh!"
"Is it too cold? It was made from snow on the windowsill. You were hot."
I snuck into the snowball that Shion had given me.
To be honest, it's too cold, but I can't ignore the sincerity he gave me.
Come to think of it, it's snowing again today.
I thought of Theodore's lie that summer was coming to Hallias.
"Brother Theo said it didn't snow in the summer."
Shion quickly pointed out.
"That's true again. Even when you weren't there, you called him brother."
My lips were sticking out.
"He doesn't even come!"
"Uh, you miss Theo so much?"
The little kid who was teasing me got embarrassed and jumped up.
"He didn't even reply!"
Unpleasantly, Shion messed my hair like any adult would.
"Wait and see, my father sent Kai to my brother a few days ago."
"Kai?"
"Oh, you don't know Kai. It's my father's hawk. It's white, and it's really cool."
Ahh, he....
I know him... I know very well.
"Other than his eyes?..."
"Well? I guess my father didn't send us letters before, but he'll be back soon. Kai is really fast."
Yes, I know....
The white falcon raised in Halias knows it well.
Just thinking about it makes me tremble.
Shion quickly misunderstood.
"Oh no. It's cold, Liana. Let's stop today. If you get cold. Dorian will scold me a lot."
But he was about to close the window.
No matter how much it snows, isn't the sky a bit strange?
"What is that?"
I pointed my finger at one side of the sky, and Shion's eyes widened.
"Oh..."
Then he grabbed my wrist.
"Let's go to your father, Liana!"
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