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Noble Lady Reformation Guide Chapter 102: Power and Love (7)

Chapter 102: Power and Love (7)

“W-why‌ did you break‍‍​ the window…?”

“Shh.”‍‌​

Thud,⁠ thud.

Dereck​‌ shook off the⁠‌⁠ water, tended to​ the wound on⁠ his hand, and⁠‌‌ looked again through​ the broken window.‌​‍

Rain‌ was pouring down‌ in torrents, and‍‍ the growing darkness‍​‍ outside the window​ covered the landscape⁠ like a curtain.‍​

Fortunately,‍ it seemed no‍​‍ one had seen​​‍ Dereck climb the‍​‌ outer wall and‍ break the window.‍

While​​ slowly repairing the⁠‍‌ shattered glass with​ transmutation magic, Dereck​​ spoke.

“Currently,⁠‍‍ Lady Ellen cannot‍ meet outsiders nor‌‌ obtain information without‍​​ the consent of​‌⁠ the high servants.‌‍ If anyone outside⁠‌ were to discover‍ that I slipped‍ into the room‌‌ without the servants‌‍ and vassals knowing,‌ things would become‍ needlessly complicated.”

“Y-you‍‌ slipped in? The​‌‍ number of servants​‌ in Belmierd mansion​‌‍ easily exceeds a hundred, and with‍ the soldiers stationed,⁠‍⁠ it’s not a place one person‍⁠ could handle quickly…”‌

“There‍‌ was someone who‌‍⁠ helped me. Now⁠​ is not the‌‌ time to explain⁠‌ the details.”

When⁠ the window was​​ perfectly repaired, Dereck⁠‌ began to bandage‌‍​ the blood dripping‍‌⁠ from his hand​ with a piece⁠‌‌ torn from the⁠⁠ collar of his​ shirt.

“I​‌​ had not planned‌ on making such​‌‍ a fuss by‍⁠⁠ breaking the window,⁠ but I had​‌ to burst in‍‍⁠ a little violently,‌‌‍ fearing that Lady‌⁠‍ Ellen might make‌⁠ a rash decision‍‌‍ because of the‍‍ situation.”

“That…”‌⁠⁠

Dereck’s‍‍⁠ blood was on⁠‍ the dagger rolling‍ on the floor.‍⁠ Ellen looked at⁠​‌ her own disheveled⁠‌‌ appearance with a sinking heart.

What‍ had she tried​⁠⁠ to do?

If‍​‍ she had gone⁠‍ through with it,‌‍ it would have⁠ been the most‍​ futile and foolish‍​ decision of her‌​ life.

Yet⁠ Ellen’s fingertips still​‍⁠ trembled.

A single step away,‍ she was caught‍‍ in the sweeping⁠⁠ intrigues of nobility,⁠‍ bearing the blame‍⁠ for a crime​ she had not⁠ committed.

For‍‌ someone who had​​ already fought within‍‍ the social circles‍⁠​ of Ebelstein, it​ was not a trial she could⁠⁠ not endure.

But⁠​​ more important than‌​​ all that was​​​ the doubt about​‍ the values she‍‍​ had pursued all‍ her life.

Whoever⁠​‍ one may be,​​ to rule over⁠ the masses one‌ must know it.‌ The human being⁠⁠ is, by nature,‌ a being that‍​​ betrays.

Those‍‍ subjugated by authority‌⁠ and power may​‍ turn their backs‍ on you at‌ any moment if⁠ you fall.

Some​​⁠ criticized this as‌​ ruthless, while others‍​‍ accepted it as‌ human nature.

Ellen‌‍​ gathered strength in⁠‌ her trembling chin‌‌⁠ and slowly raised‌‍ her head.

From‌​⁠ her shrunken position,‍‌ looking up at‌⁠ Dereck, he appeared​‌⁠ tall.

His​‍​ eyes, visible beneath‌ the cloak, did​​ not seem to‌ hold much emotion.​

That​‌ appearance was not‌ so different from​ when he had‌‌ walked past her⁠‍ with Leonard.

But⁠⁠ why had she‍⁠‌ forgotten? Dereck had‌ always been like‍‌⁠ that.

“…”​​

Dereck‍ remained silent for​​‌ a moment.

For‍⁠​ Ellen, who had​ only just returned‍‌​ to the path‌ of life before​‌ making an extreme‍​‌ decision, he might‍‌‍ have recited lines​⁠ from the third-rate‍ romance novels Denise​ loved.

Your⁠ life is noble‌‌⁠ and valuable, so​⁠ don’t make foolish‌‍‌ choices.

I will be by​ your side, so‍‌ cast away that‌ fear.

Trust‌ only in me​‍‌ and give me​‍‍ your heart, and‍‍‍ surely I will‌‌‍ heal your wounds.‍

It​‌⁠ was easy to​‍‌ imagine that process​ where he consoled​ her with grand⁠ words, became her‌⁠‌ pillar, and rewove⁠⁠ trust by holding⁠‌ hands.

Like⁠⁠⁠ pulling a girl’s‍‌​ arm trapped in​⁠‍ a pit.

However,‍‌ Dereck did not⁠ do that.

Dereck‌ was Ellen’s master.⁠

Dereck‍ did not believe⁠​⁠ in one-sided words‌‍‍ of salvation from‌‍‌ the heart.

To⁠​‌ see a girl‌ who sought power,⁠ who believed in​‍ righteous values and‍ carved her own‌ path of life,‍‌​ and then extend⁠‌ a one-sided hand‌ of salvation, he⁠ thought, was not​ to respect her​⁠ life nor her‌‌ ideals.

That‍​​ is what teaching​‍ someone means.

The‍ one who unilaterally⁠⁠ pulls the arm‍ of someone trapped​‍ in the mire‍‍ is not a teacher.

A true teacher is‍​ one who rolls‌‍‌ up their sleeves,‍‌ presses against the⁠‍​ ground, and teaches⁠​​ how to climb⁠​ out of the‌ mire by oneself.​⁠

That‌ was why Dereck​​ did not lift​‌ Ellen up, but‍⁠​ knelt on one​⁠⁠ knee at her⁠‌ side and met‌ her gaze.

Ellen,‌ who was sitting‌ on the floor,‌‌ raised her head⁠​ and met his​ eyes.

Her⁠​‍ appearance was gaunt.⁠⁠ Her tangled hair⁠ clung to her‌‍⁠ cheeks, and her​ dull eyes were​ like those of​‍ a living corpse.‌

“You⁠‌ have understood loneliness.”‌

In‌⁠ an empty room,‌​ the experience of⁠​ seeing those you​ believed would follow‌ and believe in​ you for life​‌ turn against you​ one by one‍​‍ left a void‍ and a hollow⁠‌⁠ in the heart.‍

Those‍ who advance to‍‍ reign over the‌​‌ masses must experience⁠‌​ it at least‍⁠ once, sooner rather⁠‍‍ than later.

Ellen⁠​ was also in⁠ that process.

Even‍‌⁠ those who reigned​ over the world‍⁠ from on high‌ had lived it​‌⁠ at least once.⁠

But‌ there was no⁠ one to tell⁠​‍ her.

So‌‍ Dereck whispered quietly,‌‍ without the need​‍ for many words.​⁠

“You​ have grown again.”​‌‍

At​ hearing that, Ellen’s⁠ eyes widened.

Seeing‌‌‍ the blood dripping​‌​ from Dereck’s fingertips,​​ she finally felt⁠ as if cold‍‌‌ water had been‌‍ poured over her.‍

One‌​‌ who would be⁠⁠​ the next head⁠‍‌ of Belmierd must‌⁠ always live with‍‍ dignity, like a single flower.

However,⁠​ mental strength is‍⁠‍ a consumable resource.‍

Sometimes,‌‍‌ you must let‌⁠ it all go‌​‍ and prepare a place where your​‍⁠ mind can rest.‌‌‌

Only‍​ now, feeling a great doubt about‌⁠ the purpose of⁠‍ life and as⁠⁠ if she had‍⁠ hit rock bottom,⁠⁠​ could she understand‍​ the importance of​⁠ that.

“Dereck.”​⁠‍

She​⁠⁠ pressed her nose​ tightly and held‌‍​ back the tears​ that were about‍⁠‌ to burst.

Ellen‍‍‍ stood up on⁠‍⁠ her own without⁠⁠ Dereck’s help.

Then,‍ after lifting her⁠ chin again, she​ raised her still​⁠⁠ gaunt eyes, but⁠ now with a spark of life‌‌​ regained.

“I​‍‍ made a fool‍ of myself. I’m‌ sorry, Dereck.”

“It’s⁠⁠ fine. Anyone would‌​‍ be cornered mentally​ in a situation⁠⁠​ like this.”

“Hahaha…‍⁠ Such slander can⁠ be refuted by‍​ gathering evidence and‌‌ responding logically. For‍​⁠ a moment I nearly went astray‌​ thinking it was⁠​ difficult, but it‌ was only an‌‌‍ illusion. As heir⁠‌‍ of Belmierd, who​⁠ has reigned for​ so long, I will not be‍⁠ swayed by such​ a small obstacle,​⁠‌ so…”

Ellen,​⁠​ who was once‍‌ again speaking fluently,‌ revealing her strong‍‍‍ character.

But‌‌ when she saw‍​ the young man⁠ in front of‍‌ her, who watched⁠‍ in silence without⁠‌ refuting or agreeing,‌ she was left⁠ speechless.

“Then…”​

Her​‍ voice faded as‌ she looked around‌ the room.

A dagger stained with‍‍‍ blood, an overturned​‌ table, a carpet‍​ soaked with rainwater.‌ It was a complete mess.

Her​⁠ reflection in the‍​​ mirror looked so⁠​ gaunt she could‍ hardly recognize herself⁠⁠‌ at a glance.‌

And‍‍‍ the same was⁠ true of her​​ reflection in Dereck’s⁠ eyes.

Ellen‍​‍ faltered and finally,⁠​‍ with a trembling​⁠‍ chin, spoke.

“So⁠ I was struggling.”‌⁠

“…”‍

“Dereck,‍ I understand what‍‍ you meant. Even⁠​ though I’ve had​⁠‌ much authority and‍⁠ power at this‍⁠ age, my core‌‌‌ wasn’t that strong.‌⁠‍ But still, Dereck…”‌

Ellen​​‍ finally embraced Dereck’s⁠‌ chest and spoke⁠​ in a trembling‍‌ voice.

“I’m​​ so glad you’re‍ still on my​‌⁠ side.”

After​‍ an emotional storm,‍‌ people quickly regain​ composure and calm.‌

When‌‍⁠ Dereck finished cleaning,⁠​⁠ Ellen was sitting​‍ quietly in the‍​ corner of the⁠‍ bed, her head‌ turned toward the‌‌⁠ wall.

Seeing​ her fidgeting with​ her fingertips and​ avoiding his gaze,⁠‌ it seemed that,⁠‌⁠ as her head​‍⁠ cooled, she felt‌‍‍ embarrassed.

“Lady⁠ Ellen.”

“Yes!‍ No, I mean,⁠ yes…”

Her​ voice rose suddenly,⁠ and Ellen hurried‍⁠ to lower it​‍‍ again.

The​ calm that comes‍ after an emotional​ jolt, as if‍​ one had become​‍‍ a sage.

However,‍‍ that calm did​ not drive away‌ the embarrassment.

“Oh,⁠​ I should warn‌‍ you beforehand to‍‌ avoid misunderstandings, but‍‍⁠ it would be‌‍​ troublesome if you​ thought I was‌‌ the type of‌ woman who easily‍ throws her arms⁠​ around a man’s⁠ shoulders. I just​‍​ let myself go⁠‌​ a little and‌ did something I normally wouldn’t do.​ Think of it‍‍ as if I had been drunk‍⁠⁠ on strong liquor.”⁠​⁠

“Understood.​‍ I’ll consider Lady‍‍​ Ellen as someone⁠⁠ who clings to​‌ a man when‍‌ she’s drunk.”

“…Why‌ do you say‍ it like that?”⁠⁠‍

“Have‌⁠‌ you calmed down?”⁠

Dereck,​‍​ naturally, caused Ellen‌⁠ to turn her‍ head.

Ellen⁠ suddenly trembled and⁠‍ faltered, and then‌‍ realized that even⁠ that reaction had‌​ been induced by‌‌ Dereck.

‘Even‍‌‍ though I possess‌​ far greater secular‌‌‌ power and maintain⁠ strict etiquette, when‌⁠ I speak with​ this man, I feel as if⁠‍​ I’m being swept​⁠ along.’

For‌‌ Ellen, who had‌‌ been seated as​​ the next head​⁠ of Belmierd since⁠​ she was young,‍​‌ it was a new experience.

If‍ one is above,‌ one is above,⁠ and if one⁠⁠ is below, one‌‍‌ is below—it was​‍‍ the first time‌‍ she felt that‍ someone beneath her‌‌⁠ controlled her, and‍‍⁠ yet, it neither‌‍⁠ hurt her pride‍⁠‍ nor angered her.‍

Dereck⁠‌ was a peculiar​⁠​ man who seemed‌ neither inferior nor​​ superior.

‘I​​ see. I think⁠ I understand why⁠⁠‌ Lady Aiselin fell‍‌ for him. Noble​ ladies are often‌‍ weak to men‍⁠​ like this.’

Then,​‌‍ she put two⁠⁠‍ fingers to her‌ forehead and murmured‍⁠ to herself.

‘A⁠ womanizer.’

In⁠​​ truth, Dereck thought‍​‍ nothing of the⁠⁠ sort.

It‍‌⁠ was only that‍⁠‍ Ellen gave it‌⁠ meaning on her⁠ own.

However,‌⁠ Ellen was not​⁠ just anyone, so⁠ her perception was​ not entirely wrong.‌

Noble⁠‌‍ ladies had temperaments‍​‌ so subtle that‍ they often found‌⁠ no charm in‍‍ men who were‍​​ overly courteous, kind,​⁠‌ and accommodating.

Rather,‌ they tended to​⁠‍ feel a burning​⁠⁠ love for men‌⁠ who did not‍​⁠ move entirely according⁠ to their will⁠‍⁠ but still seemed⁠‍⁠ within reach—it was‌ truly paradoxical.

‘Suddenly,⁠ thinking this way‌​‍ makes me shiver.​ To consider that​ someone who manipulates‍⁠⁠ others effortlessly, while‌ I hold all​​ of Belmierd in‍​ the palm of‌​‍ my hand, makes⁠​ me falter like⁠⁠ this—it’s a harsh​​‍ blow to my‌‍ pride, isn’t it?’‍⁠

Ellen⁠‍⁠ placed her hand‍‍ on her chest⁠‍⁠ and took a deep breath.

‘For‌⁠​ Lady Aiselin’s sake,‍‌‍ I must never​⁠ lose my composure.’‍‍

“Lady​‍ Ellen.”

“Eh?!”​⁠

However,⁠⁠ as soon as‍‌ Dereck suddenly approached‌​‍ and called her⁠​ name, Ellen broke‌ into a cold​ sweat and stepped‌ back.

She​ leaned against the‍‌‌ wall and spoke‍⁠ with wide eyes.⁠​

“Don’t⁠​‍ approach me so​‌⁠ suddenly. I only‌ just recovered from‌​⁠ a state of⁠ mental and physical‍‍‍ weakness, and even⁠‍ a light stimulus‍⁠⁠ can startle me.”‍‌

“Sorry.‍ I was inconsiderate.”⁠⁠‍

“No,‍‌‍ no… strictly speaking,⁠⁠ it’s not your​⁠ fault… no, I’m‍ the one who‌ should apologize.”

Ellen⁠⁠‍ shook her head​⁠‍ and fanned her​‌‍ face with her‍​⁠ hand.

Dereck,⁠‍ after arranging the⁠ letters on the‌‌​ table, spoke in‍‌‍ a slightly quicker⁠ tone.

“Staying​‍ here too long‍​‍ only increases the‍ risk of being​‍⁠ discovered by the‍ guards, so I’ll​‌ quickly deliver the​ necessary information and⁠​​ then leave.”

“Leave?‌ You’re going to⁠ leave me here​ alone?”

“Well,‌ it’s not as‍​ if I could‌⁠⁠ stay here forever…”​

“No,​‍ I was just​⁠‌ asking. It’s natural.”​​‌

Ellen⁠​‌ lifted her gaze⁠⁠⁠ and sat on⁠‍ the bed.

Alone,‍‌‍ the darkness of⁠‌‌ that private room​ seemed to weigh⁠‍‌ on her shoulders,⁠ but she didn’t‍‌ want to show​‍ such weakness before⁠‍‍ Dereck.

As‌‌ mentioned, she was‍ in a state‍‌ of mental and⁠‍ physical weakness. In‍​ such a situation,​‌ saying strange things‍ would only create​ problems later.

“I’m‍⁠ pretending to cooperate‍ with Young Master‌⁠ Leonard while probing​⁠⁠ him. Do you​ remember when Lady‍ Trisha visited Baron⁠ Ravenclaw?”

“Lady⁠‌‌ Trisha? Yes… she‌⁠⁠ asked us to‌ investigate the necromancers​ who escaped from‍ Rodentz Island.”

“Necromancy⁠ is not something⁠⁠‌ ordinary mages can​​‍ easily access, and⁠‍ its nature is​‍ difficult to grasp.‍⁠​ But having encountered‍ it in the⁠‌‍ Duplain family, I can understand it.”⁠⁠

Dereck,​⁠​ with arms crossed,⁠ quickly reviewed the‌ information.

“The‍​ necromancy lab in‍ the basement is​ quite different from‌ the necromancy I saw during the⁠⁠ Duplain family disaster.​‍ It seems highly‌ likely it’s related‍ to Rodentz Island’s​⁠‌ necromancy. Of course,‍‍ it’s not a story with solid​ proof.”

“So​ Leonard wasn’t on​ pilgrimage all this‍ time…”

“For⁠ some reason, he⁠​​ came across necromancy‌ and studied it‌⁠‍ on Rodentz Island.”⁠

The‍ six-star necromancer Fina‌ is a person‌‌ who has written‌ numerous books on‌ necromancy.

The⁠⁠ necromancers of Rodentz⁠ Island gathered to‍ study the books⁠ written by Pine,​ venerated her somewhere‌ on the continent,‌‍ and sought her​​ writings scattered across‌​‌ it.

Leonard‌⁠⁠ also became one⁠‍ of them and‌‍‌ was active until‍⁠ the island was‌ subdued by the⁠​​ family of Viscount‍⁠ Renouel, after which⁠ he had no‍ choice but to‌ return to the‍ family of Count⁠​‍ Belmierd.

Upon⁠​ returning, he discovered​​ that Linus had‍‍ relinquished the position‍ of heir and‌ Ellen had taken​ his place.

From‍‌‌ Leonard’s perspective, having‍⁠ been displaced by⁠⁠ Linus, he must‌ have thought he‍⁠‌ was more fit‌‌ to be head‍⁠​ of the family‍ than Ellen.

“…But⁠‍ the connection between​ Rodentz Island’s necromancy‍ and Leonard is⁠‍‌ only speculation. Without‍​ proof, how can‌ we counter Leonard’s​ slander?”

“There’s⁠ no need to​⁠⁠ counter it. We‍​⁠ can return it‍​ with even greater​ slander.”

“What…?”​‌‌

“Why‍ fight on the‌​​ battlefield created by⁠ the opponent? Let’s​‍ redefine the game⁠‍ where we are​​ the masters.”

Dereck‌​‌ unfolded a letter‌‍‍ and showed it.​

It‌ was a message⁠​‍ written directly by⁠ Aiselin of the⁠ Duplain family.

— The late Prince​​⁠ Valerian of the‌‍​ Duplain family made‍⁠ a grave mistake‍ under the influence‍‍‌ of vile necromantic‍ magic, but it​⁠ was not of‌​⁠ his own will;⁠​⁠ he was dominated​​ by that magic’s‍ control. It brought⁠​ great misfortune to‍‌ our family, and⁠‍ the outcome was⁠⁠ not good, but‍‍⁠ he never actively​​‍ researched necromantic magic.⁠⁠

— To distort these​‍⁠ facts is a great disrespect toward‌‍ our Duplain family.​⁠ We sincerely mourn​⁠ the late Prince⁠ Valerian and will‌​‌ not tolerate unnecessary⁠⁠⁠ slander against the‍ deceased.

This​‍ was a letter‍ directly refuting the​ claim that Ellen‍‌‌ had discussed necromantic‍‍ research with Valerian.‌‍

Of​ course, no one​‌​ would want to‍​‌ proudly admit that‍⁠ someone in their⁠‌​ family researched necromancy.‌ These negative words‍​‌ from the Duplains‌‍ might only be​‌⁠ a formal expression.‌​

However,‍‍​ it would be​⁠ one of many​​ elements to prove‍⁠⁠ Ellen’s innocence.

“…Sending​‌‌ such an aggressive‌⁠⁠ letter to Belmierd‌ must have been‍‌ a difficult decision​​‍ for Lady Aiselin…”‌‍

“Lady‌⁠⁠ Aiselin firmly believes​‍‌ in your innocence.”​​‍

“…And​ this letter from⁠⁠⁠ Viscount Renouel?”

“It’s‌‍ a letter stating‍ that the great‍⁠ hero of Viscount​ Renouel, Lord Rodeia,‌⁠‍ will soon visit‌ the Belmierd family.”⁠‌

At‍​‌ hearing those words,​‍ Ellen’s eyes widened.‌‍​

The‍ Viscount was a Hero who had‍⁠ conquered Rodentz Island‌ and was recognized​‌ as someone soon​ to receive the‌ title of Margrave,​‍⁠ greatly increasing her‌​ authority.

She⁠‌ despised necromantic magic​⁠ and was a person who spared‌ nothing in hunting‍‍‍ down and killing‍‍ all remnants of‍ Rodentz Island.

Dereck⁠ had contacted Trisha‌ with the intent‌​​ of bringing the‌‌‍ Viscount, who was‌‌‌ practically the nemesis‌⁠‌ of necromancers, to​ Belmierd.

“Are‍ you really going‍‌⁠ to escalate this‌‍​ matter so much?​‌ What if Leonard​‍⁠ has nothing to‍ do with Rodentz‍ Island? Will you​‌‍ be able to‌‌‌ handle the consequences?”‍‌

“I​ can handle it.”​

“How?”​⁠

“Because⁠​⁠ this letter is‌ a fabricated lie‍ by me.”

At‍‍‌ those words, Ellen’s​‍​ mouth fell open.‍

“When​ the opponent argues‍‌ with lies and⁠ pressures us with​‍⁠ fabricated evidence, why​⁠‌ should we fight‌‌ fairly?”

“…”‌

“Viscount‌ Rodeia of the‍⁠⁠ Renouel family is‍‌⁠ practically a Reaper‍‍ for the necromancers‍ of Rodentz Island.⁠‍ With just her‍ name mentioned, we’ll‍ gain the advantage.”⁠

If‌ Rodeia, who had​‍⁠ killed more necromancers⁠⁠‌ than anyone, visited‌​ and inspected the‌ place, she could‌ detect the magical​​​ energy left in‍ the traces of⁠⁠ Rodentz Island’s necromancy.​

It‌ would be a difficult task for​ most experts, but⁠⁠‌ for a master​‍ like Rodeia, it‌​​ was different. No‍‍⁠ one in the​‌‍ world knew Rodentz‌​ Island’s necromantic magic​‌⁠ better than she‌‌ did.

If‌​ that happened, Ellen’s‌⁠ innocence would be⁠⁠ proven.

Ellen‍​‌ had spent her​‌​ whole life in⁠​​ Ebelstein and with⁠ the Belmierd family,⁠⁠ and had never​‍​ been near Rodentz‌ Island.

“Dereck.⁠​‍ Leonard is skilled‌‌​ at forging documents‍⁠ and creating situations.‍‌​ This letter may‍ look good at‍ first, but Leonard‌⁠ could quickly see​​ it as a crude and clumsy⁠‌ forgery.”

“That’s‌‍ what I expect.”‍

Seeing‌ Dereck smile as‌‌ he said that,‌‌ Ellen could no‌‌ longer argue. She⁠‍​ couldn’t shake the⁠‌ feeling that Dereck‌ was laying a trap.

“Staying‍‍ here any longer​⁠ will only increase‍⁠‌ the risk of‌⁠ being discovered, so‌ I’ll leave now‌⁠​ through the window.”‌‍‍

“A-already?”⁠

“Yes?”‌‌⁠

“Oh,⁠⁠ no… I mean,⁠‌‍ it’s a relief‌​‍ that the rain‌⁠ has already stopped.”‍​

Having‍​ received Dereck’s plan,⁠​‍ Ellen looked at‌ him with a complex, subtle gaze‌ as he tied‌‌ a rope to⁠‌ the window frame.‌​

It​ was the first​ time she had​ poured out her​‍ deepest resentment to‍‍‌ someone, especially someone​ of the opposite​⁠ sex, so it⁠ was hard to‌ easily correct that‌ awkward, faltering attitude.‍‌‍

However,‍ she couldn’t continue⁠‌‌ like this, so‌⁠ Ellen shook her‌​‍ head vigorously and‍‌ said.

“The⁠⁠‍ outer wall will​ be slippery, be⁠⁠ careful not to⁠⁠‍ fall.”

“Don’t​​⁠ worry.”

Whooosh.‍‍​

When‍ the window opened,​​​ the wind of​​‌ the sky rushed‌​‌ into the room.​‌​

Feeling‌‌‌ the cold night‍‌‍ air, she suddenly‌ realized. That man‌ had burst in⁠⁠​ like the wind,​‍‍ deflecting Ellen’s dagger,‍​ and now was‍ about to leave‌ again like the⁠​‌ wind.

Well,‌⁠ they would meet⁠‌ again tomorrow morning​ when the plan​‍​ was set in‍ motion.

But⁠ why did that‌ brief farewell make‍ the empty darkness‌‍⁠ seeping in from⁠‍⁠ behind feel a little heavier?

“Tomorrow,‌⁠⁠ Count Belmierd will​ come to hear‍​ everything in person.⁠ That’s the moment⁠⁠‌ we act.”

“Don’t⁠‌‌ worry. I can​⁠⁠ clearly convey my​​ opinion to Father.”⁠‍

“Yes,‌ I trust you⁠​​ will. Then rest⁠ well for the⁠‍​ remainder of the⁠‍ night…”

Before‍‌ descending the rope,‌​ Dereck made eye⁠​‌ contact with Ellen⁠‍ and assured her​​‍ firmly.

“Don’t​ forget that I’m​‍ on your side,⁠⁠ Lady Ellen.”

Confirmation‌ of the facts.‍

That‌‌ was all, yet⁠‌ Ellen suddenly felt‌ as if a knife had been⁠ thrust into her‌‍ chest.

As‍ always, she only​ needed to nod‌‍ coolly and say⁠‍‍ “Yes.” But… it​‌ was strange that‍‌ her heart felt​⁠ so full with‌‍⁠ just those words.‍‌

When⁠​ Ellen nodded, the‍​⁠ man quickly descended‍⁠​ into the darkness‍ of the night.‌‍‌ Soon he landed​​ on the ground​⁠‌ and melted into​‍ the shadows.

Confirming⁠⁠⁠ this, she untied‌‌ the rope, closed‌​⁠ the window, and‍⁠⁠ returned to the​⁠⁠ empty darkness.

Lying​​ on the bed,‍⁠‌ she silently looked⁠ up at the​ ceiling.

“Don’t‍ forget that I’m‌​ on your side,‌ Lady Ellen.”

The‌​ words he had‍ left behind as​‌‌ a gift before​‌⁠ leaving seemed to‍ echo in her​‌‌ ears.

“Don’t​​ forget that I’m‌ on your side,​‌‌ Lady Ellen.”

“Don’t‍‍ forget that I’m‍ on your side,‌​​ Lady Ellen.”

Was⁠‌‌ it because of‍ those words that​‍⁠ echoed like a refrain?

When‍ she suddenly came‌ to herself, she⁠⁠⁠ no longer felt‌ the empty darkness​⁠​ of the room,​‌​ but instead, a strange sense of​ fullness welled up‌‍‌ inside her.

Ellen‍ thought calmly and‍⁠‍ rationally.

This‍ is definitely dangerous.⁠⁠

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