“I couldn’t say anything because I was afraid the information would leak out in public.”
Emily, who returned to the mansion, brought up the story she had not been able to tell Killian earlier.
“Actually, I was meeting Enoch Blois before the Viscount Coventry tried to kill you.”
Enoch Blois popped up again. Killian stroked his chin with a serious expression.
Even after the false testimony incident, the Starr organization was keeping a close eye on Enoch.
“It turned out better.”
"Why?"
“It’s been difficult to investigate Count Blois, but I think we can gain useful information by investigating his relationship with the Viscount of Coventry.”
“Was the Count of Blois such a mysterious man?”
Emily looked surprised. Enoch, from all the people she'd seen, was one of the simplest.
'Well, that prejudice has been largely shattered thanks to this hunting competition.'
“Hmm...”
Emily, who had been deep in thought, finally got up from her seat with a meaningful expression on her face.
"I'll go upstairs to rest for now. You should also quickly tidy up and rest."
“I need to go out again.”
Killian said, putting his coat back on.
“Where are you going?”
“Prince Kite said he has something to say, so I’ll go and meet him.”
Emily saw him off with a worried look on her face.
The carriage carrying Killian headed straight to Andros.
Although Kite was able to stay at the palace because he was visiting the empire as a VIP, he rented a mansion to Andros under the pretext of wanting to be free.
“Are you here?”
Kite's escort knight, who already knew Killian, greeted him at the entrance.
“What about the Prince?”
“He’s inside. Follow me.”
Kite had just finished showering and was enjoying a leisurely cup of coffee on the terrace.
“Are you here?”
Kite jumped up from his seat with a face even more delighted than usual when he saw Killian.
“What is that intense reaction?”
Killian asked, raising one eyebrow.
“Perhaps, the Marquis will not be able to remain silent after hearing my story.”
Kite walked towards the desk with light steps.
He put the key in the desk drawer hole and turned it, and soon took out a necklace from the drawer.
“Isn’t this the necklace the Marquis was looking for?”
Killian stared at the necklace in Kite's hand with blank eyes, as if he couldn't believe it.
“I think the initials engraved here are the Velvet family.”
“Give it to me.”
Killian, who had come to his senses, quickly took the necklace from Kite's hand.
“How did you discover this?”
“It was inside the body of the monster I hunted.”
The shape of the necklace, which he had only vaguely remembered, now came to mind completely clearly.
“This necklace is definitely it.”
The late Duchess of Velvet personally placed it around her son's neck.
“Thank you for looking.”
Kite's lips twitched as he felt happy at Killian's rare expression of gratitude.
“Is this how you repay your life debt?”
"Enough."
Saying so, Killian carefully kept the necklace in his bosom.
"Now I'll have to go meet the nobles with that evidence. Do you have anyone in mind?"
Killian nodded.
“There were people listed in Count Sinope’s diary who could help me.”
“A father-in-law who still helps you even after he passes away, how can you not love your wife?”
“Before we even think about that, she is already a lovable person just by existing.”
“Oh, yes.”
Kite had a trembling expression.
If you say romantic words with such a cold face, not only you but anyone who hears it will get goosebumps.
“Anyway, it won’t be long before the Marquis finds out the name Adrian Velvet.”
Killian held the necklace tightly without answering.
'Wait, Manfredi.'
I will definitely cut off his lifeline with my own hands.
Thanks to Marlene's extensive network, Emily discovered the location of a gambling den frequented by the Viscount Coventry.
“But you can’t just go into that casino, right?”
Marlene said, gently brushing the fur of her new cat.
"Why?"
“Because it’s a very small membership club, you can’t get in unless you’re recommended by an existing member.”
Soon, Emily slumped her shoulders with a disappointed expression.
“What kind of background did the Viscount Coventry have to join a club like that?”
“It looks like someone higher up is watching over him.”
Marlene said calmly.
'Could that man be the Count of Blois?'
As Emily's expression became serious, Marlene spoke up.
“Perhaps, if a celebrity or a high-ranking nobleman were to step foot in here, they might be welcomed.”
“Even without receiving a membership recommendation?”
“Yeah. The level of a place like that changes depending on who the members are.”
Emily, who had a good idea, took one of Marlene's hands and shook it.
“Thank you, Marlene. That was a huge help.”
“You’re not going all the way there to play cards, are you?”
A nightmare about playing cards with Emily at the Gallery Molineux and getting caught by Killian came to Marlene's mind.
“I have something important to find out.”
“Please, let’s live comfortably.”
Marlene clicked her tongue and muttered.
“Just because you married a mafia member, does that mean you’ve already lost your comfortable life?”
She vowed never to marry a man with such a complicated job.
"Huh, I don't know what you're up to, but don't drag me into it. I did my part by creating a fake identity for you last time."
“Yeah, I don’t need to ask you anything right now.”
“Right now, you say?”
Marlene narrowed her eyes.
"As you can see, I'm very busy taking care of our 'Josephine Huppert'. I don't have the energy to grant you any requests."
Josephine cried and threatened Emily along with her.
“Yes, I got it.”
Emily said sharply.
Now she knows for sure that if something happens to her, she is the friend who will be the first to take off her shoes and help her out.
"How's it going with Mrs. Howard? Are you getting along well?"
“Of course. Isn’t Josephine the proof?”
When Mrs. Howard's cat gave birth to kittens, Marlene brought one of them home and is raising it.
"There were five pups, and they were given away only to their most trusted friends. I was one of them."
Marlene said with a fake proud expression.
Josephine, with her pure white fur, leaned comfortably against Marlene's body, licking her plump forepaws.
“Besides, it seems like Duchess Howard is considering me as a potential daughter-in-law.”
At those words, Emily spat out the tea she was drinking.
Marlene, who was hit with the full amount of water, bit her lip as if trying to suppress her anger.
“Emily, where did you learn such cultured thinking?”
"Sorry."
Emily quickly took out a handkerchief and wiped Marlene's face herself.
Josephine, who had also been splashed with water, glared at Emily with her pupils narrowed vertically.
Emily quickly finished up and sat back down.
“But what do you mean, Mrs. Howard thinks of you as a daughter-in-law?”
"Look at this outstanding appearance, family background, and wealth. Plus, I'm well-behaved and have a wonderful way with words."
Marlene took out her hand mirror and checked her appearance again. Hmm, no problem.
“Mrs. Howard has two sons, but the younger one is not married yet, so she said she is looking for a good daughter-in-law.”
“Don’t she have three sons?”
“That problematic third son? She didn’t even mention him.”
If Marlene found out that the third son was in the Starr organization, she would definitely be furious.
“I saw her second son from afar, and I was a little disappointed that his appearance didn’t meet my expectations.”
'Mr. Knox's looks would fit Marlene's ideal type.'
Emily couldn't bring herself to say anything and just swallowed a laugh.
She found it very amusing that Marlene could be Knox's sister-in-law.
“So, are you going to meet that second person?”
Marlene shouted, noticing the playfulness in Emily's eyes.
“What’s with that look in your eyes? You think I’m wasting my time again!”
"No! I just laughed because I was thinking about something else. I'm sorry."
Emily quickly cheered Marlene up. Otherwise, Josephine would have scratched her.
Emily nodded, wincing at Marlene's words.
“Be careful. Josephine and I are very sensitive.”
Emily, who returned to the mansion, brought up the story she had not been able to tell Killian earlier.
“Actually, I was meeting Enoch Blois before the Viscount Coventry tried to kill you.”
Enoch Blois popped up again. Killian stroked his chin with a serious expression.
Even after the false testimony incident, the Starr organization was keeping a close eye on Enoch.
“It turned out better.”
"Why?"
“It’s been difficult to investigate Count Blois, but I think we can gain useful information by investigating his relationship with the Viscount of Coventry.”
“Was the Count of Blois such a mysterious man?”
Emily looked surprised. Enoch, from all the people she'd seen, was one of the simplest.
'Well, that prejudice has been largely shattered thanks to this hunting competition.'
“Hmm...”
Emily, who had been deep in thought, finally got up from her seat with a meaningful expression on her face.
"I'll go upstairs to rest for now. You should also quickly tidy up and rest."
“I need to go out again.”
Killian said, putting his coat back on.
“Where are you going?”
“Prince Kite said he has something to say, so I’ll go and meet him.”
Emily saw him off with a worried look on her face.
The carriage carrying Killian headed straight to Andros.
Although Kite was able to stay at the palace because he was visiting the empire as a VIP, he rented a mansion to Andros under the pretext of wanting to be free.
“Are you here?”
Kite's escort knight, who already knew Killian, greeted him at the entrance.
“What about the Prince?”
“He’s inside. Follow me.”
Kite had just finished showering and was enjoying a leisurely cup of coffee on the terrace.
“Are you here?”
Kite jumped up from his seat with a face even more delighted than usual when he saw Killian.
“What is that intense reaction?”
Killian asked, raising one eyebrow.
“Perhaps, the Marquis will not be able to remain silent after hearing my story.”
Kite walked towards the desk with light steps.
He put the key in the desk drawer hole and turned it, and soon took out a necklace from the drawer.
“Isn’t this the necklace the Marquis was looking for?”
Killian stared at the necklace in Kite's hand with blank eyes, as if he couldn't believe it.
“I think the initials engraved here are the Velvet family.”
“Give it to me.”
Killian, who had come to his senses, quickly took the necklace from Kite's hand.
“How did you discover this?”
“It was inside the body of the monster I hunted.”
The shape of the necklace, which he had only vaguely remembered, now came to mind completely clearly.
“This necklace is definitely it.”
The late Duchess of Velvet personally placed it around her son's neck.
“Thank you for looking.”
Kite's lips twitched as he felt happy at Killian's rare expression of gratitude.
“Is this how you repay your life debt?”
"Enough."
Saying so, Killian carefully kept the necklace in his bosom.
"Now I'll have to go meet the nobles with that evidence. Do you have anyone in mind?"
Killian nodded.
“There were people listed in Count Sinope’s diary who could help me.”
“A father-in-law who still helps you even after he passes away, how can you not love your wife?”
“Before we even think about that, she is already a lovable person just by existing.”
“Oh, yes.”
Kite had a trembling expression.
If you say romantic words with such a cold face, not only you but anyone who hears it will get goosebumps.
“Anyway, it won’t be long before the Marquis finds out the name Adrian Velvet.”
Killian held the necklace tightly without answering.
'Wait, Manfredi.'
I will definitely cut off his lifeline with my own hands.
***
Thanks to Marlene's extensive network, Emily discovered the location of a gambling den frequented by the Viscount Coventry.
“But you can’t just go into that casino, right?”
Marlene said, gently brushing the fur of her new cat.
"Why?"
“Because it’s a very small membership club, you can’t get in unless you’re recommended by an existing member.”
Soon, Emily slumped her shoulders with a disappointed expression.
“What kind of background did the Viscount Coventry have to join a club like that?”
“It looks like someone higher up is watching over him.”
Marlene said calmly.
'Could that man be the Count of Blois?'
As Emily's expression became serious, Marlene spoke up.
“Perhaps, if a celebrity or a high-ranking nobleman were to step foot in here, they might be welcomed.”
“Even without receiving a membership recommendation?”
“Yeah. The level of a place like that changes depending on who the members are.”
Emily, who had a good idea, took one of Marlene's hands and shook it.
“Thank you, Marlene. That was a huge help.”
“You’re not going all the way there to play cards, are you?”
A nightmare about playing cards with Emily at the Gallery Molineux and getting caught by Killian came to Marlene's mind.
“I have something important to find out.”
“Please, let’s live comfortably.”
Marlene clicked her tongue and muttered.
“Just because you married a mafia member, does that mean you’ve already lost your comfortable life?”
She vowed never to marry a man with such a complicated job.
"Huh, I don't know what you're up to, but don't drag me into it. I did my part by creating a fake identity for you last time."
“Yeah, I don’t need to ask you anything right now.”
“Right now, you say?”
Marlene narrowed her eyes.
"As you can see, I'm very busy taking care of our 'Josephine Huppert'. I don't have the energy to grant you any requests."
Josephine cried and threatened Emily along with her.
“Yes, I got it.”
Emily said sharply.
Now she knows for sure that if something happens to her, she is the friend who will be the first to take off her shoes and help her out.
"How's it going with Mrs. Howard? Are you getting along well?"
“Of course. Isn’t Josephine the proof?”
When Mrs. Howard's cat gave birth to kittens, Marlene brought one of them home and is raising it.
"There were five pups, and they were given away only to their most trusted friends. I was one of them."
Marlene said with a fake proud expression.
Josephine, with her pure white fur, leaned comfortably against Marlene's body, licking her plump forepaws.
“Besides, it seems like Duchess Howard is considering me as a potential daughter-in-law.”
At those words, Emily spat out the tea she was drinking.
Marlene, who was hit with the full amount of water, bit her lip as if trying to suppress her anger.
“Emily, where did you learn such cultured thinking?”
"Sorry."
Emily quickly took out a handkerchief and wiped Marlene's face herself.
Josephine, who had also been splashed with water, glared at Emily with her pupils narrowed vertically.
Emily quickly finished up and sat back down.
“But what do you mean, Mrs. Howard thinks of you as a daughter-in-law?”
"Look at this outstanding appearance, family background, and wealth. Plus, I'm well-behaved and have a wonderful way with words."
Marlene took out her hand mirror and checked her appearance again. Hmm, no problem.
“Mrs. Howard has two sons, but the younger one is not married yet, so she said she is looking for a good daughter-in-law.”
“Don’t she have three sons?”
“That problematic third son? She didn’t even mention him.”
If Marlene found out that the third son was in the Starr organization, she would definitely be furious.
“I saw her second son from afar, and I was a little disappointed that his appearance didn’t meet my expectations.”
'Mr. Knox's looks would fit Marlene's ideal type.'
Emily couldn't bring herself to say anything and just swallowed a laugh.
She found it very amusing that Marlene could be Knox's sister-in-law.
“So, are you going to meet that second person?”
Marlene shouted, noticing the playfulness in Emily's eyes.
“What’s with that look in your eyes? You think I’m wasting my time again!”
"No! I just laughed because I was thinking about something else. I'm sorry."
Emily quickly cheered Marlene up. Otherwise, Josephine would have scratched her.
Emily nodded, wincing at Marlene's words.
“Be careful. Josephine and I are very sensitive.”
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