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I Married the Dragon I Killed Chapter 91: Black Bandana

Chapter 91: Black Bandana

“It’s‌‍​ short, but impactful.‍​​ The audacity to‌ threaten us like‌ this.”

Isabella​‍‍ showed her displeasure.⁠‌

That‌ way of saying​​‍ only what was⁠​ necessary and ending⁠​‌ there, along with​‌​ writing it in⁠⁠‍ red letters.

Everything‍⁠⁠ made it feel⁠ like a threat.​

Perhaps‌⁠ that was why‍​ Perda saw it‌‌ differently.

“Don’t⁠ you think it‍​​ would be too⁠‍⁠ shameless if it⁠ were only a threat?”

If⁠‍ they had come⁠‍‌ intending to lurk‍‌ around trying to‌‌⁠ squeeze a few⁠ coins out of​​ him, they never​‌ would have used⁠ that final phrase,⁠​⁠ “we will soon​‌ come to see⁠‍ you.”

Moreover,‍ the opponent was​ Black Bandana.

If​ it was the⁠‌‍ continent’s greatest secret⁠​ information organization, they‍‍​ surely already had⁠ a rough idea‌⁠⁠ of what kind​​ of person Perda‌ was.

‘That’s⁠ why I’m curious.’‍‍

Whether‌‌‍ that “we will​ soon come to​⁠ see you” would​⁠‌ be beneficial to⁠ the Grand Duchy​‌​ or not.

“Administrator.‌ Is there a flagpole in Hestia?”‍​​

“Not⁠ yet, but one⁠​⁠ is scheduled to⁠ be installed soon.”​‌​

“Then​​ put it up​‍‌ today and hang‍‌ this in the⁠‌‌ center. That will‍⁠ serve as our​​ response.”

Following​ Perda’s instructions, Isabella​‌​ had a flagpole⁠ installed in the‌⁠ center of Hestia‌⁠⁠ village and hung​​‌ the handkerchief about​‌‍ halfway up.

Around​​ it there were​ only lonely mountains‌‍⁠ and dense forests.​‍‌

Placing‍ it halfway up​ made one wonder‍ whether anyone would‌⁠ even notice it.‌⁠

However,‍‍‌ only a few⁠‌⁠ hours later, a group of six‌ people riding black​ horses and wearing‌ black robes arrived‍⁠ at Castle Valdrova.‍‌

At‍ first glance they‌ looked like secret‌​ envoys from some​‍ kingdom, but those⁠ who had already⁠‌​ been informed knew​​ perfectly well who‌‌⁠ they were.

Ruri‍​ went down to⁠⁠‍ verify their identities‌ and returned to‍ report.

“Lord‌‍​ Perda, they say⁠ they came in‌​‌ response to your‍‌‍ summons.”

“Allow​‌ only the representative‍ inside.”

Since​‌ it was a secret organization, they⁠​ had to handle‌‍‍ the matter carefully.​

The‍‍ one who entered⁠ Castle Valdrova as‍‌ the representative was⁠ a slender woman.‍‌

Light​‌ blue eyes, ash‌⁠⁠ gray hair, and​​ dark skin.

She‍⁠ looked like a woman raised in‌⁠ the southern regions⁠ and greeted them⁠​‌ politely.

“It‌⁠ is a pleasure‌‍ to meet you,‍‍​ Regent. This young‌ woman is called⁠⁠ Garnet Swallow.”

When‌​‍ she spoke, sharp‍ fangs could be​⁠‍ seen between her‌‍⁠ slightly parted lips.‌​

‘A‍​ dark elf?’

She‍⁠​ was beautiful, but‍⁠ her fierce expression​​ made one instinctively⁠ tense up.

Moreover,‌ her rounded ears⁠⁠​ clearly showed she⁠ was a beauty⁠ born in the‌‌‍ southern regions.

Perda​ asked her.

“Then‌ explain why you‌‌ threatened me and‍‍ then came here‌‍​ so shamelessly.”

Garnet​ tilted her head.​

“Threaten‌ you? That would‍ be absurd. How⁠ could beings who​‌‌ live in the‍​‍ sewers like us​ dare threaten the‌‌ representative of the⁠ Grand Duchess and​⁠​ the fiancé of‌ a dragon?”

“Then‍ you’ll have to​‍ explain the contents‌​​ of that letter.”‍

“The‌ red letters are‍ certainly provocative, but⁠‌ that is nothing‍‌⁠ more than an⁠​​ outdated tradition of⁠ our organization. If‌‍‍ that caused you‍‍ concern, we deserve‌‍⁠ to apologize a hundred times. However,⁠‌ if we had⁠ truly intended to​ threaten you, we⁠​ would have had⁠ no reason to⁠ appear before you‌⁠ like this.”

It‌⁠‍ was a reasonable‍ argument.

Garnet‍‍​ placed a bag‌⁠ she had brought​ onto the table.‌

“This‌ is the first⁠ gift this young⁠ woman offers you‍⁠ as the representative​ of Black Bandana.”⁠‌

Perda‍ discreetly checked whether‌⁠⁠ it contained any⁠​⁠ traps such as​ an explosive magic‌⁠ circle.

There‍ were no traces​ of manipulated magic.⁠‍⁠

After⁠‍ inspecting it, he‌​​ opened the bag.⁠‌

Inside⁠ were documents.

“Please‍ read them. I’m‌ sure you will​‍‌ like them.”

Since⁠​‍ she insisted, Perda‌ quickly began reviewing​ the contents.

And‍⁠ he understood why‌ she said he⁠ would like them.‍

It⁠​ truly contained information⁠‍‍ that Perda urgently‍ needed.

‘Everything‌⁠ about Tilda Pascal.’‍

It⁠‌ was a document​‌‌ compiling every plan​‌ she had prepared‍⁠⁠ in order to⁠⁠ become the owner​‍ of the Pascal‍ company by stepping‍⁠ over Merchit, Stephan,​​ and Herman.

From⁠‌ the organizational chart⁠ of the agitators‌‌‌ infiltrated by Tilda‌⁠ Pascal to plans‍‍ prepared even for‍‍⁠ a Plan C.‍‌

The‍ contents were so‍ detailed that they⁠​​ made the information‍‌ Merchit and Stephan⁠‌​ were trying to⁠⁠ uncover look like‌ a mere sideshow.​‍​

‘The​ accuracy will have⁠⁠‌ to be verified‍​‌ later….’

But‌ Perda did not​⁠‍ doubt it.

It​ was information delivered​ by Black Bandana,​‍ the continent’s greatest‌⁠ secret information organization.​‌‌

They‍⁠⁠ would not do​ something as foolish⁠‌​ as spitting in​ their own faces⁠‌⁠ by spreading false⁠⁠​ information.

Even⁠ so, he had​‍ to ask.

“Why⁠ are you giving⁠‌‍ me this information?”⁠

Black‍⁠ Bandana had repeatedly‌ rejected the Empire’s⁠‌​ offers, and now‌ they were the​⁠‌ ones extending their​​ hand first.

Perda​‍​ needed to know‍ the reason.

Garnet​‍ answered.

“It‌‌‍ is not simply‍ a matter of‍ giving it to‍‍​ you. It is⁠ more of a mediation.”

“Mediation?”​‍‍

“Yes.⁠‌‍ Tilda Pascal was⁠ a target we‍‌ had been following​ for a very‍​ long time. The‍ first client began​⁠ investigating and tracking‌​ her four years​‌ ago.”

Now​​‍ everything made sense.‌​⁠

The​ reason they had‍‍‌ accumulated so much​⁠​ information was because‍⁠ they had been⁠⁠‍ investigating her for‌‍‌ years.

And​​‍ the fact that‌ they suddenly appeared‍ offering information about​​ Tilda Pascal as​⁠‌ a gift was‌‍​ the client’s will.​⁠⁠

“She‌⁠​ is truly an‌‌‌ impressive woman. Do⁠‍ you know how‍​ many things she‍ did during those⁠‍ four years while‍‌‍ we investigated and‌ followed her?”

Garnet​ spoke as though‍⁠​ it still seemed​ unbelievable to her.‍‌

“She​⁠‍ turned most of⁠ the mansion employees‍⁠ into her own​⁠ people and poisoned⁠⁠​ her father-in-law until‍ he became vegetative.”⁠

“She‌‌‍ didn’t kill him?”⁠⁠

“It⁠​‌ seems she intends​⁠‍ to alter the​‌ will.”

“So⁠​‌ she plans to⁠‍ seize the inheritance‌ through trickery.”

“Exactly.‌ We had never‌ seen a woman​ whose greed filled​⁠ the place where‍‌ conscience should exist.”‍‍‌

For‌⁠ Perda, it was‍‍ not that surprising.‍⁠‍

In‌​⁠ fact, the Tilda‌ Pascal he remembered‍⁠ was the mistress‌ of the Dandollo‌ company.

After​​​ the patriarch’s death,⁠ she quickly arranged‌⁠‍ the wedding, and‌​‌ a few months‌‌‍ later the next‍‌‍ family head also‍⁠‌ died.

And​⁠ the one who‌⁠‍ inherited the Dandollo​‍‍ company, which had⁠‍ no other direct‍‌ relatives, was Tilda.​‍

That‍‌⁠ was how she​⁠ positioned herself on‍​ the same level‌ as Merchit as‍ a future owner‍ of the Pascal​ company.

After​ reading the documents,‍ he could clearly⁠⁠ feel it.

How‍ much that woman⁠‍‌ desired the Pascal​‍ company.

“And‌‍⁠ do you know‍​ why a woman‌ capable of such‍⁠‍ atrocities remains untouched?”‍

“No.”⁠

The⁠​​ truth was that‍⁠‍ he was not⁠‍‍ particularly interested.

“After​ gathering all the‌​‍ pieces, we concluded​‍ that Philiaz is​‍ behind her.”

That⁠​‍ changed things.

Philiaz,⁠‌‌ known as the‍ origin of all‍ witches.

Most‍⁠⁠ women forcibly crossed‌‍⁠ the Red Circle‌​ driven by resentment,​⁠‌ and that resentment‌‌‍ was almost always​‍​ related to men.‍

But‍⁠‌ Tilda Pascal was​ not a witch.​‌‍

If‌ she were, Perda⁠ would have already⁠ known.

“Then‌‌ she made a Garden Contract.”

A Garden Contract.

A contract that allowed‍‌‌ a woman incapable‌​‌ of awakening as‌⁠ a witch to‍ use the power‌ of witches.

Women​⁠​ filled with malice,​⁠ comparable to witches‍‍ themselves, made contracts‌⁠‌ with them and‌⁠ carried out their‍‌ tasks.

But​ they were extremely‌ rare, and since⁠‍‍ they showed no⁠ visible signs of‌⁠ a Red Circle‌​⁠ awakening, they were⁠ difficult to detect.‌

“Did​ you discover which​⁠ witch she made⁠⁠​ the contract with?”‍

“We‌ cannot be certain,⁠ but the most‌ likely candidate is⁠⁠ Yor Philiaz.”

Yor‍​‍ Philiaz.

The‌⁠ witch of poison⁠‍‍ and snakes.

She⁠ was also an‌⁠ expert in illusion‍‍ magic, and considering⁠⁠ the charisma and​‍ organizational ability Tilda‍ Pascal displayed, it‍​ was a very​‍ reasonable possibility.

“Then.”⁠

Perda​ tossed the documents⁠ back into the‌⁠ bag and asked,​⁠​

“So⁠‍ this is something⁠‍ like I get‌‍ the information and⁠‍‍ the client gets‌‌ their revenge, so‌​‍ everyone wins?”

“How​​ could it be​‌​ that simple? This‌‍ information is only⁠ a gift. If‍ you accept this‍⁠‌ deal, you will‍‌‌ gain two advantages.”⁠​

Garnet‍ raised one finger.‍⁠‍

“The​ first, as I already mentioned, is⁠⁠ that you will⁠ be able to​​‌ resolve this matter‍ quickly.”

Then‍ she raised a second finger.

“The‍ second is that,‌ thanks to this,⁠‍​ you will be⁠ able to obtain​⁠ the Dandollo company.”⁠

Perda‍⁠⁠ thought he had‌‌‌ misheard because of⁠​ how extreme that⁠ second condition sounded.‍

“Obtain‌‌⁠ the Dandollo company?”​

“That’s‍‍‌ right.”

“Us?”​​

“Not‍‍ us.”

Garnet⁠‍ respectfully pointed at​​ Perda.

“It‍⁠‌ will pass completely‍‍​ into the hands⁠‍ of Regent Perda‍‍ Valdrova.”

The⁠⁠⁠ Pascal company was‍ the largest in​⁠ the Empire.

And‌⁠ the second largest⁠⁠ was precisely the​​ Dandollo company.

‘If‍⁠ both companies were​⁠‍ united….’

It⁠ was a proposal​⁠‍ so enormous that‌​ it would not‌​ be an exaggeration⁠ to say it⁠⁠ was equivalent to‌‌‍ possessing half the‍ Empire.

And​ precisely because of‍​ that, it was‍‌​ difficult to believe.‌‍‌

Even‍​ the words of‍⁠ Black Bandana, which⁠⁠ lived on prestige‍‌ and trust, sounded‍‌ like lies.

“How⁠‍‌ could I obtain‍ the Dandollo company?”⁠‌

“Without‍ a prior promise,‍⁠ I cannot explain⁠⁠ it in detail.⁠​ But everything is‍ related to Tilda​ Pascal. Both Henri‌​ Dandollo and Rico⁠‌‌ Dandollo.”

Henri‍ Dandollo was already⁠‍‌ famous for being‌‌ a naïve person.​

Even​‌⁠ so, regardless of‍‍‌ his personality, he‌​​ possessed great business‍ talent and had​⁠ contributed enormously to‍ stabilizing the aggressive‌ expansion begun by‍‌ his father.

‘If‍ Henri manages to‌‍​ stabilize the company….’​​

Tilda‌ would reveal the‌‌‍ fangs she had‍ hidden and bite‍​ his throat.

‘What‌​ a pitiful man.’​‍‌

However,‌ Perda felt no​⁠ sympathy.

If‌​ he managed to⁠⁠ keep his life​ when he had​ originally been destined‍‍​ to die, he⁠ should already feel‍⁠​ grateful.

“If‌​ she falls, the‌ Dandollo family will⁠​​ also lose credibility,‍‍ and the Dandollo‍ company will no⁠‍ longer want to‍⁠‌ remain under that‍ family’s control.”

“Aren’t‌‍ you underestimating the⁠⁠‌ client’s greed far​‍ too much?”

“Black‌​‌ Bandana guarantees it.‌ If they fail​ to fulfill this‍‍‍ condition, we ourselves‍ will act as‍‍‌ the executors.”

Black‌​ Bandana was an‌⁠ organization with a long history and,‍ no matter what‍‍ happened, protected its‍‌ credibility.

If⁠‌​ the other party​ did not intend⁠​‌ to honor the⁠ agreement, they themselves⁠⁠‌ would seize it‍ by force. That‌‍‌ was their business.⁠‍​

And​⁠ if he could⁠​ obtain a trading‌ company, there was‌ no way Perda⁠ could refuse something‌‌ like that.

It⁠‍ was a pie‌ far too large‍⁠ and far too‌​‌ sweet not to⁠⁠‍ think about again​ and again.

Could‍‍‍ this matter really⁠‍‌ end so simply?⁠‍

Black‌ Bandana was trustworthy,⁠ but he knew‌‍⁠ absolutely nothing about​⁠‍ the client behind‍​ all this.

What‌ if, after finalizing⁠​‍ the deal with​ Black Bandana, that‍‍‌ client stabbed him‍⁠​ in the back?‌⁠​

To‌​⁠ deduce what kind‍ of person that​‌ individual was, Perda​‍ decided to ask‌‍​ a few more⁠‍ questions.

“Then,​ what do you​ need?”

“We​‍‌ would also like‌ to propose two⁠ things this time.”⁠​‌

“You‌​ seem to like‌‍ the number two​​​ quite a bit.”⁠

“It​ seems the conversation​‍ naturally led us⁠ there.”

“Speak.”⁠⁠​

“First,‌​‌ we would like​⁠‍ to borrow someone.”‍

“What​⁠​ kind of person?”⁠

“Someone‌ capable of finding‍‌​ the medium of‌ the contract with‍⁠‍ Yor Philiaz.”

For‍ a Garden Contract⁠ to be formally​ established, a medium​ was necessary.

Ironically,⁠‌⁠ the easier that‍​​ medium was to⁠ destroy and the‍‍ more visible it​‍ was, the more⁠‍ powerful it became.⁠

If⁠ they were talking‌‍ about a poison⁠ capable of filling‍⁠‌ the mansion with‌‌ her own people​ and completely immobilizing‍ the owner of‍ the Dandollo company,⁠⁠ then it was​ undoubtedly an object⁠‍ that was easy‍⁠ to destroy and‍‌‌ highly conspicuous.

“That​‌⁠ woman’s medium must‌ be inside the‍‍ mansion. We do⁠ not know the​⁠⁠ exact location, but⁠ we need a specialist capable of⁠ finding it.”

“And⁠‍‌ it seems you‍ already know who‍​ that specialist is.”​⁠⁠

Garnet‍‍‍ nodded.

“That’s‍ right. We would‍ like to borrow​‍​ the power of⁠‍⁠ Zed Swallow. Though⁠ now we should‌‍ call him Sir‍ Zed.”

Back‌‍​ then he had⁠⁠ still been known‌​ merely as a womanizer, far from⁠‌ someone directly associated⁠ with theft.

If⁠​‍ someone had observed‍‌​ his actions in⁠⁠⁠ Hallim, at most​⁠‌ they would have‌ thought his movements⁠​‌ were better than⁠​⁠ those of a mere acrobat.

‘But‌‍​ no one is‌⁠⁠ supposed to know‍⁠‍ that Zed also​ has talent for⁠‍​ stealing.’

It‌​​ truly was Black​‍‌ Bandana.

Their‍‍ information-gathering ability was‍‌⁠ so immense it‍‌ was frightening, and⁠‌ their deductions were​⁠‍ outstanding.

Definitely​‍ an organization the​ Empire would want​⁠ to possess.

After⁠​​ finishing his thoughts,⁠ Perda answered.

“I’ll‌​⁠ lend him to‌‌ you. And the​‌ second condition?”

“We‍‌‍ want Tilda Pascal⁠​‍ to be reduced⁠ to an idiot.”‍⁠​

“An​⁠‍ idiot?”

“We‌‌⁠ mean that she​‌‌ should remain alive,​‌ but her body​‍ should become a prison for her‌‌ soul.”

“So⁠‌‌ you want to‍‌⁠ leave her in​‍ a state where‌‍ she is alive‍ but incapable of​‍​ truly living.”

That‌ supposed client definitely‍‍‍ desired revenge.

For​‍ someone like Perda,‍‍‍ who had carried​​ out thousands of⁠ brutal acts of⁠‌‌ vengeance, turning someone‍⁠​ into a mental‌‌ invalid was one​⁠​ of the cruelest‍‌ forms of punishment.⁠​

‘Who​‍ would desire revenge⁠ like that?’

With‍‍ Tilda Pascal’s reputation,​​‌ it could be‍⁠ anyone.

But​​⁠ considering the entire⁠‌‌ situation, there was‍ one much more‍ likely candidate.

‘Rico‌ Dandollo.’

Looking⁠‌ at it as​ a whole, he⁠‌ was the most⁠​⁠ likely.

Rather​‍‍ than allowing the‌⁠⁠ company he built⁠⁠ to end up​‌​ in the hands‍ of trash like‍‌‌ his daughter-in-law, he‍ would surely prefer​ to hand it​ to someone else.⁠

‘Though​⁠ the fact that‍ they requested something‍‍‌ like this means….’‌

Black⁠⁠⁠ Bandana was making‌⁠ this proposal because​ they believed Perda‌​ could accomplish it.‌

Then‌ what had they‌⁠ seen in Perda‍⁠ to think that?​

“What⁠ method exactly are‌⁠ you expecting from‌⁠ me?”

She⁠ slightly shifted her⁠⁠‌ gaze toward the‌‍ young woman standing‌ diagonally behind Perda.⁠‍

“Dragon​ Fear.”

It⁠‌⁠ was Ruri.

“I‍⁠​ heard that ordinary‌⁠ dragon spawn are‌‌‍ incapable of using‍‌‍ Dragon Fear. But‌‍⁠ those who train‌⁠‌ until they approach⁠ the level of​‌⁠ a dragon can‍⁠‌ use part of​ those powers.”

Her⁠⁠ eyes shifted back⁠‍⁠ toward Ruri.

“And​‌‌ we know that​⁠ maid is outstanding​⁠‍ enough to use​‌ Dragon Fear. We​​‍ want that power.”⁠​

Now‌⁠​ he finally understood.‍⁠

If‌‌ they truly wanted​ to hand over⁠ a gigantic company‍‌​ like Dandollo, they‍ needed an equivalent⁠‌‍ force.

Garnet​‍ did not only​‍‍ need the power‌​‌ of a great⁠‍⁠ thief, she also‌ needed the power‌ of a dragon.​​‍

“Ha.”⁠

Perda‍‍ let out an​​ incredulous laugh.

“What‍ an arrogantly shameless‍‍ request.”

Perda’s​​⁠ voice turned cold.‌​⁠

And⁠‌ the atmosphere chilled‌‍ along with it.‍⁠​

Garnet’s⁠‍​ throat moved violently.‍

Right​⁠​ now it felt⁠‍ as though she⁠‌‌ were walking on⁠​ a tightrope in‌‌ the middle of‌⁠‌ a typhoon.

If⁠‌ she took one‌⁠ wrong step, she⁠​ would fall straight‌ into the abyss.‍‍

That⁠⁠‌ was why she⁠‍​ spoke with extreme‌ caution.

“This​⁠ young woman already‍ knows we are‍‍ overstepping. That is⁠‍⁠ why we are‍⁠ offering the Dandollo‍‍ company as a condition and consider‌⁠ that sufficient compensation⁠‌ for the Valdrova⁠‍ Grand Duchy.”

“Ridiculous.‌‌ Do you think‍ this deal is​ balanced?”

Perda‌‍ asked coldly.

“You​‍ think human treasures‌​‌ are enough to‍ buy the power⁠⁠​ of a dragon?‍⁠ You think something⁠​‍ as insignificant as‌‌‌ money can bribe‍‍​ them?”

“Yes,‌​ it can.”

“?”⁠‍‌

“?”​‍‍

Ruri,⁠​‌ who until then⁠‍​ had been standing⁠​ still like decoration,‌ suddenly interrupted.

Perda‍ glanced sideways at⁠​​ her.

The​⁠​ two stared at⁠‍⁠ each other for‍ several seconds before​‌‍ he spoke to​ Garnet again.

“She‌ says it can.”‌

“Eh…​‌ really?”

“After⁠ all, she is⁠ not my servant.⁠‌‍ If she says‍⁠ it can be‌‍ done, then it‍ can be done.”​‌

As‌ if it were​ a completely unexpected‌​​ turn, Garnet could‍‌​ not hide her​ confusion.

Even​​ so, she bowed‌ her head toward​ Ruri.

“Thank‍⁠ you for your⁠​ assistance. For the⁠‍ maid of the​ great Valdrova family‌‌⁠ to accept such⁠​ a shameless request‌‌‍ is more than‌‍‌ we could ask⁠ for.”

“You’d‌​ better keep your⁠​‍ promise.”

“Of‍⁠‍ course. We are⁠‍ not so arrogant⁠‌‍ as to mock​‌ immortal beings.”

After‌⁠​ confirming even Ruri’s‌ cooperation, Garnet let⁠ out a sigh‍ of relief.

“It‌‌⁠ seems there will‌​‌ not be any‌ major problems with‍‍‍ the deal, so‌‍ we will proceed‍‌‍ as agreed. Please⁠‍ read the contract⁠ and approve it.”⁠⁠‌

The‌ work of reviewing‌‍ the documents was‍‌⁠ personally handled by‌⁠ Isabella, who stood⁠‌ at the side.‍​‌

After​‌ carefully checking that​‍⁠ there were no⁠ traps, she handed‌ them back to⁠‍ Perda and the‍ contract was formally‍​ finalized.

Ruri’s⁠⁠ power could be‌‍ lent later.

“And‌ what will you‍‌ do with Sir‍ Zed?”

As​​‍ if they had​ already thought everything‍‌ through beforehand, Garnet​‍‌ answered calmly.

“According⁠‍ to our information,‌⁠‍ he should arrive​‌ soon. Since the‌​ Regent has already‌ granted permission, I will personally speak⁠⁠ with Sir Zed.”⁠‌‍

“I‍ doubt it will‍ go well.”

“There​⁠ is no need​⁠ to worry. Sir⁠ Zed and I already know each​ other.”

One‍​‌ of Perda’s eyebrows‍‌‍ rose.

“You⁠‍⁠ know each other?”⁠‍

“We‍⁠ worked together in‌‍⁠ a mercenary company‍ called Swallow. It‌ was three years,‌‌ so you could‍⁠ say we have⁠ quite a long​​‍ relationship.”

“Swallow….”‌‌‌

Zed‌‍ Swallow.

Garnet⁠ Swallow.

Only‌ now did he⁠​⁠ notice that coincidence.‍​‌

‘No‍ wonder she knew⁠‍ so much about​​⁠ Zed.’

They​⁠‌ had been close,‍​‍ so it was​‍‌ natural that she‍​ knew him well.‌

Shortly⁠​‌ afterward, an outrageous‌‍‌ and carefree metallic​⁠ noise began echoing⁠‍ from the hallway.‍⁠

The⁠⁠ sound grew closer⁠​ and closer until‍‌ it stopped in​‌ front of the‍​ audience chamber.

“Regent,​‍ I’ve returned!”

It⁠​‌ was Zed, returning​​‍ arrogantly after being‍‍ sent to training.​​‌

“After⁠ successfully completing my​⁠​ training and fully⁠ arming myself with​ knightly spirit, Zed⁠ Swallow makes his‌​‍ glorious entrance!”

“Welcome.”‍​

“Oh,⁠‍⁠ it seems there​ were guests. And‌‍ the guest is….”​

The‌ two stared at‍ each other for​ quite a while.⁠‌‌

The‌⁠​ proud Zed, who⁠ claimed to have‌‌ armed himself with‌​ knightly spirit, turned‍​⁠ pale the instant​ he saw that‍ face.

“Ugh!‍​⁠ Pindteeth!”

He‍​ flinched as though‍​‍ he had seen⁠‌​ a ghost and⁠‌‍ covered his face⁠⁠‌ with his helmet.‌

Garnet‍ stood up and​‍ walked toward him.‌‍

“Zed.”‌

“……Who⁠‍ are you? I’m⁠‍ not Zed, I’m‌ Malcolm, I come‍‍ from Peach Hill.”‌​​

“Don’t‍ speak in that‍ ridiculous voice. I already know you’re‌ a knight from⁠‌⁠ here.”

“……No,‍⁠​ miss. I’m telling⁠ you I don’t‌‍ know who you​ are. I’m Malcolm.⁠​‌ I’m stupid. I can’t count or‌ tell left from​ right.”

“Haah….”‍​

Garnet​‌ let out a long sigh.

And‌ immediately afterward, she​ brutally kicked him‌ in the shin.‌

A true joint.

Thwack!​⁠

The‌⁠ sound echoed throughout‍ the entire hall.‌⁠

Zed‌‍​ jumped as hard‌‍ as the impact⁠ itself.

But‍​ even then, he‍‍ did not forget​‌⁠ to cover his⁠ face with the‍‌‌ helmet.

“Khk!⁠ Hup! Hup! Hup!”​⁠

“You‍‍‌ damned coward! Come‍‍​ with me! You⁠⁠ were sold to‍ me!”

“Aaaagh!​⁠ W-what does that​ mean!? Regent!? What’s⁠​‍ happening, Regent!?”

Garnet‌‌​ dragged him away‌​ by the ear‍​ while Zed demanded​ explanations.

But​​ the last image​ Zed saw was‍ Perda waving goodbye​‌⁠ to him.

In‍‍‍ the end, the‍ ones who left‍‌​ through the castle⁠⁠⁠ gates were six⁠​ black horses and⁠‍ one brown horse.​

Zed​‍​ was riding the‍ brown horse.

And​‌‍ behind him rode⁠⁠ Penelope.

She⁠⁠ had also ended‌‍ up being sold​ along with him⁠⁠‍ and screamed noisily⁠ as they disappeared‍⁠ toward the forest.⁠‍

“Hmm?”⁠‌

Ruri,‍ who was watching⁠‍ the scene, suddenly‌‍‌ spoke.

“What‌‌ is it?”

“All‍‍‍ the horses left,​ but one person‍‍ is missing.”

“Didn’t​​ Zed and Penelope⁠ leave?”

“I⁠ know that already.‍⁠ One of the​​‍ black-cloaked people is‌ missing.”

Ruri‍‍ felt that something​‌⁠ was strange and‌‍⁠ immediately began searching‍​ for the missing‌‍‌ person.

The‌ search did not​⁠​ last long.

Because‍​‍ a man covered‌ in a robe⁠ was standing motionless​⁠ directly beneath the‌‌⁠ castle, where the​ representative had been​‍ waiting.

On‌​ his chest was⁠⁠ a kindly written‍​ message.

— Second gift.

As⁠​ though opening a birthday present, they⁠ removed the black⁠​​ cloth.

And‌‌​ then they understood‌ why that man‍‌​ was the second‍⁠⁠ gift.

“Mmph!‌⁠ Mmph! Mmph!”

It⁠ was Frank Fontaine.​⁠

The​‍ man who had⁠‌ disappeared during the‍​‍ attack.

And‍‍ perhaps the person​ who could testify‌ about this entire​ matter.

When​​ they removed the⁠​ gag, he shouted​⁠⁠ desperately.

“I-I’ll‍⁠‌ talk! I’ll tell⁠‌ you everything, so‌‌⁠ please spare my‍⁠ life!”

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