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Noble Lady Reformation Guide Chapter 35: Denise (1)

Chapter 35: Denise (1)

“I‌​‍ knew it would‍​⁠ end up like‌⁠‍ this.”

Denise‌‍‌ of the Beltus‌ family silently read‍‌ the letter sent⁠ by her father,‍ her crescent-shaped eyes⁠ wide open.

It​⁠ was something everyone‍⁠ had been expecting‍ ever since the‍⁠‍ duel between Ellen​ and Aiselin.

Whether‍ it was the‍⁠ border noble Belmierd⁠‌​ or the Grand‍ Duke Duplain, when‍‌‌ it came to⁠ their own children,‍ they were all​⁠​ too eager to‍‍‌ intervene.

If⁠​⁠ Aiselin and Ellen⁠ began a tense‍‌ competition to recruit​⁠​ a mentor to‌⁠‍ their side, it⁠​‍ would most likely⁠‌ escalate into an‌‍ inter-family conflict.

“Bella,​ when did this​​ letter arrive?”

“It‍​⁠ came early this⁠⁠ morning. It’s been‍‌ a long time‍‍ since the head⁠⁠‍ of the family​‌ sent a letter​ directly, so I remember it clearly.”‍

“Considering‌‌ how someone who​​​ normally doesn’t bother​⁠ to check on⁠​ me is suddenly⁠ looking for me,‍ it must be‌ something urgent.”

Although⁠ the sun was⁠ already high in‌ the sky, Denise​‌ lay flat on‌ her back in⁠‌ the bed of‍‌‌ her inner room.‌​ She stretched while​‌ letting out a big yawn.

Her‌⁠‍ pajamas, adorned with​ lace here and‌‌ there, suggested it⁠ was still midnight,⁠⁠ but in reality,⁠‌ she was just​‌ too lazy to⁠ get up. On⁠⁠‍ her days off,​‍ she often stayed‍‍‍ in bed until⁠‌ the afternoon.

She‍​ was tired of‍‍​ constantly maintaining the⁠ image of a beautiful and refined⁠ noble lady throughout‌‌ the week.

Her⁠‍​ maid Bella would‍‍ sigh with concern⁠​​ every time she‍⁠ saw her like‍‌⁠ this, but eventually,‌ she had adopted​ a nonchalant attitude.⁠ Denise wasn’t the‌ type to change‌⁠​ just because someone​ scolded her.

Lying⁠‍‍ in bed, she‌‍​ casually held up⁠‍ the neatly written​‌‌ letter and read‍‍ through it several⁠ times.

Although⁠ it was quite‍ lengthy, its content‌‌‍ wasn’t very substantial.‌ Denise tossed the​⁠ letter onto the‍​ tea table with​ a sigh and​​‍ said:

“I‌‌⁠ was planning to⁠‌ finish reading A Love More Mysterious⁠​ Than Death by⁠ the great writer‍‌ Reilly today…”

“Are​​‌ you getting up?‍⁠‌ Then I’ll have​‍‌ your meal prepared.”​‍‌

“I’m‌‍‍ not hungry… Is‍ there something light?⁠‌⁠ I want cherry‌​ pie…”

“Please‌ maintain a nutritional‍‌ balance. I’ll get⁠​‌ whipped if you‌‌ have skin problems…”⁠‍​

Senior‌​‌ maid Bella had​​ been with Denise‍ since childhood.

Although‍‌ there was a clear distinction between⁠ nobles and commoners,‍‌ the two had⁠​‍ lived together almost​⁠ their whole lives,⁠ so there was‍ little formality between⁠‌‍ them.

Denise‍ groaned as she‌⁠⁠ forced her stiff‌ body to rise.⁠

“Ugh…​ I feel like⁠⁠ all the muscles​‌ in my body‌‌ are tense.”

With⁠ that, she opened⁠ her crescent-shaped eyes‍​ wide and quickly‍ lifted her head.​⁠‍ Grand Duke Beltus‍​‍ had ordered her⁠ to inquire about⁠​ a man named⁠‍​ Dereck in the​‍ social circle and,​⁠‌ if possible, consider‍ hiring him. Denise‍ had already anticipated‍⁠‌ this.

She‌⁠‌ hated bothersome tasks,‍ but she couldn’t​ deny that it‌‍⁠ was better to​ quickly handle the​ inevitable. Thus, Denise⁠​ had proactively gathered⁠⁠ information about Dereck.‌‍​

She‌⁠⁠ was the first‌ among the three​‌‍ great families to‍‌ send a request​ to the Beldern⁠‌‌ Mercenary Group and⁠​​ had been quietly‌‌ monitoring Dereck’s movements.​

She⁠⁠⁠ could have contacted​ him directly if​ she had been​​‍ more proactive, but‌ any further action‍ might have aroused‍‌ suspicion from Ellen⁠​ or Aiselin.

That’s‌​ why, until now,‍​ Denise had made‍‌​ all the preparations​‍‍ she could.

Now⁠ that Grand Duke⁠ Beltus had issued‌ his orders, all​ that remained was​​ to quickly finish⁠‍ the rest.

“If⁠‌ you get up,‍⁠‌ I’ll open the‍​ window. The room‌⁠​ needs some air.”⁠​‍

“Ahhh!⁠ My eyes!”

When⁠⁠ Bella opened the⁠‌ curtains, a beam​‌ of light suddenly⁠ startled Denise, who‌ rubbed her eyes‌‌ in shock.

***⁠⁠‍

“They‍‌ say he’s only‌ one-star, but I think he could‌ easily be considered‌‍‍ two-star. Otherwise, why‍⁠⁠ would Lady Aiselin‌‍ seek his guidance​‍‌ so seriously?”

Accompanied‍ by two guards​‌⁠ and three maids,‍‌ Denise left the‍​⁠ noble district.

It⁠ was rare for​‍ a noble lady​‌ to leave her​ residence, so wherever‍ she went, the⁠⁠​ eyes of Ebelstain’s⁠​ citizens followed her.‍ Denise, with her‍​ immaculately arranged dress,‍⁠ smiled gracefully and‍⁠​ walked calmly toward⁠‍ the tavern district.⁠‌‍

She‌​ chose not to⁠⁠ take a carriage‍ because she wanted​ time to organize​‍ her thoughts along⁠⁠ the way.

“It’s⁠ been about a week since he​ disappeared, so the‌‍ Belmierd and Duplain⁠​​ families have likely⁠ already begun a full search for⁠​​ the wandering mage.⁠‍ I need to​ move quickly.”

Denise‌ was born with‍ exceptional talent in‌‌ transformation and search‌‍​ magic.

Especially⁠⁠‍ in search magic,⁠‌‍ she had nearly‍​‌ reached the level‌‍ of two stars.⁠⁠ However, she hadn’t‌⁠⁠ told anyone except‍​‌ her childhood friend,‍ Bella.

Being‌ the center of​‍​ attention like Aiselin⁠​ might be important⁠‍ in noble society,​‌ but sometimes it⁠‌‌ was more efficient‍ to conceal one’s​⁠ abilities. Moreover, for‍ Denise, who disliked‌‍​ getting involved in‍⁠​ unnecessary matters, hiding‌‍​ her true capabilities⁠‍⁠ was often more‌‌‌ convenient.

Still,‍⁠ she was one​⁠‍ of the three⁠⁠‌ members of the⁠ Rose Hall. Neglecting‍‌ her duties as​⁠​ a noble lady⁠ just out of‌ annoyance would make‍‌‌ her a burden‍ to her family.​ Therefore, maintaining balance‍ was essential for‍ a comfortable life.​‍⁠

Sometimes,‍⁠‍ you just had​ to roll up‍⁠ your sleeves and⁠‌ get things done,​‍⁠ even reluctantly.

Denise‍​ took a deep​ breath and, guiding‍‍ her maids, continued⁠​⁠ to sort through⁠‍ her thoughts.

A spark of life⁠⁠⁠ appeared in her‍​ usually lethargic eyes.​⁠ Her calm demeanor‌ and thoughtful pose,‍​ with her chin‌ resting on her​ hand, made her‍​ resemble a little‍⁠ bisque porcelain doll,‍‍ drawing repeated glances‍ from passersby.

Leaving⁠⁠ the noble district​‍‌ and crossing the​‌ commercial district to⁠⁠ reach the tavern​⁠‌ alley—given the size‌‍ of the city‌⁠ of Ebelstain, walking‌⁠ took a long‌ time. However, throughout‍ the long journey,⁠⁠ Denise remained deep‍ in thought, not⁠ shifting her posture.‍

Denise⁠‌⁠ had only seen‍​ the man named⁠‌⁠ Dereck from afar.‍​ She had never‍‌‌ spoken with him.‍​

Even‍​ so, she could⁠‍⁠ deduce his character​‌‍ from the descriptions‍​ given by Aiselin‍‍‌ and Ellen.

His⁠ confidence in teaching⁠‍ noble ladies despite​​ being a commoner⁠ indicated a strong⁠‌​ belief in his⁠⁠‍ own abilities. And‍​ the results he​ produced proved that‌​‍ he truly was​​ someone with exceptional⁠‍‍ talent.

He⁠ wasn’t overly large,​ but the muscles‌‍​ and veins visible‌⁠ on his arms‌ showed he was⁠​‌ used to physical​ work.

He​ wasn’t overly arrogant;​⁠ he knew when⁠ to bow his⁠‌​ head and yield‍‌ if necessary. He‌⁠ also seemed to⁠‌⁠ like money.

Yet,‍​‌ he was ambitious.⁠ He never seemed‍‍ to neglect his‍⁠‌ magical training while‍‍ teaching Ellen and⁠ Diella.

He‍ also knew how⁠​​ to maintain at‌‍​ least some dignity.​‍ Aiselin didn’t approve​‍‌ of vulgar individuals,⁠‌⁠ so he surely​‍‍ understood noble etiquette⁠ well.

He​⁠⁠ was fundamentally calm,​​ with a deep‌‍‌ inner conviction. However,​ he rarely revealed​‍ it.

He⁠ was skilled at‌ hiding his thoughts​‌‍ behind a stoic⁠‍​ expression. If someone‍‍⁠ peeled back the‍ layers, they’d likely⁠⁠‌ find many emotions​⁠​ underneath.

In‍‍‍ Denise’s mind, a sketch of Dereck​​‌ began to form.‌

Curiously,‌ the initial image‍⁠ built from a series of conclusions​⁠​ and inferences was‍ nearly identical to​⁠ the real Dereck.‍​​

“No‍⁠‍ one underestimates money,⁠ so there’s no​​ reason to be​⁠⁠ stingy with a noble’s offer. But​ to disappear like‌ that—there must be⁠‌ another reason to‍​ reject a noble’s⁠‍‍ request. Identifying that‌‌⁠ reason seems to‌ complete the picture.”‍

To​ track someone’s whereabouts,‍⁠ one must fully‍⁠ understand their thought‍ process.

“Lady⁠ Denise, we’ve reached‍‍ the tavern district.‍‌‍ It’s not the⁠ safest area, so⁠‌⁠ please stay close⁠‍⁠ to the guards.”‍‌‌

“…”⁠⁠‍

“Lady⁠‌‌ Denise?”

Bella,​⁠ who had been⁠‍ respectfully following Denise,‌​ asked again.

But⁠​ Denise didn’t answer.​⁠ She silently touched​ her chin, murmuring‌‍‍ to herself.

Seeing​‍ this, Bella concluded​ it was best​‌ to instruct the⁠ guards to be‌ more vigilant.

“Ambition.”‌‍

Denise⁠​⁠ had already followed‌‍‌ more than half‍‍​ of Dereck’s trail.⁠‍ No one had⁠‍‌ told her, but​​⁠ she had guessed⁠⁠ his character and‍​ pinpointed the principle⁠ behind his actions.‍​

“A​ magical mentor who‍​ doesn’t reject money​ must value something‍ more than money.‌‍‍ But this is‌‌⁠ strange.”

“Whether⁠‍ he found a great magical mentor​ or a powerful​⁠ spellbook… Either way,​ something must have‍⁠ happened that helps​‌ his magical mastery.​‌ Otherwise, a disappearance⁠ like this makes‍⁠ no sense.”

“But…‌⁠​ isn’t he the‌ one who left⁠​‍ the Duplain household⁠⁠‌ to practice magic⁠ on his own?‌⁠ It seems unlikely⁠​​ he’d obsess over​ something without a clear reason…”

He⁠⁠ was someone who⁠ had even left​ the Duplain residence,​​⁠ home of a five-star mage, to​‍‌ pursue magic in‍​‍ his own way.‌‌‌

What⁠‌‍ kind of mentor​⁠ could teach him,‌ and what kind‌ of spellbook could‌ excite him that⁠‌ much?

Denise’s‌⁠‌ mind began to​ spin.

From⁠⁠⁠ here, she had​ to gather all‌ the scattered information‍ into one. Every‍‌​ piece of seemingly⁠​ unrelated data accumulated‍‌ in the world​​‍ entered and exited⁠ her mind.

Things⁠‌ seen in bulletins.​​ News about the​‍ duel between Ellen​ and Aiselin. Updates‌‌​ on fee agreements‍⁠ between the three‍ major families, market​ prices of various‌‌‍ goods, rumors about​ a certain mage​​⁠ among the high⁠‍‍ nobility…

All​‌ the news and‌‌ information Denise had⁠​⁠ heard in the‌⁠ past week came⁠ together, broke apart,⁠​‍ grouped again, then‌‍‌ unraveled.

Even​⁠ when she arrived‌⁠ in front of​ the “Beldern’s Tears”⁠⁠ tavern, Denise continued‍‍ touching her chin‌​‌ in silence, murmuring​⁠ to herself. At⁠ this point, she⁠‍ had a hypothesis‌‌‍ in mind.

“Lady​ Denise, we’ve arrived‍‍⁠ at our destination.”​‍​

“Hmm…”​‍

Without​⁠‌ changing her expression,⁠ Denise entered “Beldern’s‍​ Tears.”

It‌ was the mercenary​ group’s headquarters where‍‍ the magical mentor‌ was based.

–Creak.‌⁠​

“Welcome…⁠ Good heavens, such‍⁠‌ an honorable guest​‌ in such a humble place…”

“…”​

When‍‌​ she opened the⁠‌ door and entered,‍ the owner Jayden​⁠ greeted her with​ a smile. It‌⁠⁠ was rare for⁠​​ a noble lady⁠ to venture so‍​ far into such​‌ a rough environment.​​ However, Jayden didn’t​​ seem as flustered‌⁠ as one might‍⁠ expect.

Lately,‌⁠‍ investigators from noble‍‍ families had been​ frequently visiting in​‍ search of the⁠⁠ wandering mage.

At‍​ first, he had‍ surely been surprised,​ but now, perhaps​‌ used to hosting⁠‍ nobles, he might‍​‌ even be bored‍ of it.

Seeing​ Denise, he immediately​‍ served a glass​‍ of cold water‍‌⁠ in a clean,⁠​‍ antique cup.

“Lady‌‌ of the Beltus‍ family, it’s an‌ honor to meet‍​ you in person.”‌‍‍

“…”‍

“…”⁠

Denise​ entered the tavern​​⁠ but remained silent.⁠

Jayden,‌‍‌ too, adopted a slightly awkward expression.‍⁠‌ It was the​ first time someone​​ had simply stood​‌ there, silently observing,‍​ after a week​ of nobles seeking‌​ Dereck.

With‍​ no word from‌‍ Denise, Jayden said⁠‌ nothing either, simply‍⁠ offering a strained‌​⁠ smile.

Jayden​ had already predicted‌⁠‍ how the conversation‌⁠ would go. They’d‍‌⁠ ask about Dereck,​ but Jayden had‌​ little concrete information⁠ to provide.

After​​‍ asking, they’d inquire‌ about Dereck’s whereabouts⁠ and then continue⁠​⁠ investigating the area.‌

Familiar⁠‍‍ with the routine,‍ Jayden remained quiet.⁠‍⁠ Surely, they’d ask​​ many questions about‍​‍ Dereck.

However,‌⁠ Denise’s next question​⁠ completely caught Jayden‌⁠⁠ off guard.

“Did‍​ a mage named‍ Drest Wolfetail visit⁠‍ this tavern?”

It‍⁠ was a shocking⁠​ surprise.

The​ question felt like⁠​​ a dagger suddenly⁠ driven into his​‌​ chest, but Jayden‌‍ only slightly moved‍ his fingertips on​⁠​ the table, betraying​ a brief silence‍ that lasted less​‌ than a second.‌

Jayden’s‍ expression didn’t change.⁠

It‌⁠ was a brief⁠ lapse that the‍ average person wouldn’t⁠ notice. But Denise‌ didn’t miss it.‍​‌

Before‍​‍ Jayden could respond,⁠ she lifted the‍​‌ corner of her⁠‌​ mouth and said:‌⁠⁠

“He​‌ was here, wasn’t‍​⁠ he?”

With‍⁠‌ quick certainty, she‌ cut off Jayden’s‍ retreat—and even the⁠‌⁠ seasoned veteran had​ to swallow hard.​⁠‍

If​⁠​ he rushed to‍​ deny it now‍ and it was‍‍ discovered to be‍‍ a lie, the‍‍⁠ situation would be⁠‍ hard to recover.‌

***‌⁠

From‌‌‍ there, things moved​‌‍ quickly.

After‌⁠ leaving Beldern’s Tears,‌‍ Denise’s next destination​⁠ was the Coachmen’s‌ Guild in the‌​ Commercial District.

She‍‍​ donated dozens of⁠‌‌ gold coins as⁠⁠⁠ a contribution to​‌‌ access internal records—a‍⁠‍ move even ordinary‍‌ noble investigators wouldn’t‌ dare make so‌​ confidently—leaving the guild⁠​ staff stunned.

Among⁠ the high nobility,‌⁠ rumors were already​ spreading that Drest,⁠​ the six-star seeker​ mage, was haunting⁠‌⁠ Ebelstain like a ghost.

It‍​​ was highly unlikely‌​​ that Drest, with‍ his complicated ties‌ to the nobility,‍‌⁠ would linger in​ the noble district.⁠ He would clearly‍ be on the‌‌ outskirts of the⁠⁠‌ Commercial District or‍​​ in the slums.⁠‍⁠

Dereck‌ was someone who​‌‍ had even broken‍‌ away from the‍‍ mansion of Duke⁠⁠ Duplain, a five-star‌​ mage. To attract‍‍⁠ someone like him,⁠‍ it would literally⁠‍ take a six-star⁠⁠‌ mage.

Therefore,‍​​ Denise hypothesized: could​​ his departure be​⁠⁠ connected to the‌ six-star mage Drest‌‍ Wolfetail?

After‍​ seeing Jayden’s reaction⁠‍⁠ and confirming her⁠⁠‌ theory, she immediately⁠ reviewed the list‌​ of carriages leaving‍ Ebelstain.

If‍‌ Dereck had indeed‌‍​ met Drest, it‍ was unlikely they​ remained within the‍‍ city.

Drest​​ was someone many⁠ sought out. If​‍‌ he decided to‍‌‍ impart his magic⁠‍ to Dereck, they⁠‌‍ would have gone‌ to the outskirts‍ of Ebelstain, to⁠⁠⁠ where few dared​‍‍ tread.

However,‌‌ there were over⁠ a hundred departure⁠​⁠ requests from Ebelstain‌​⁠ every day.

The‌‍‍ Coachmen’s Guild processed⁠‌‍ such a volume⁠ of applications that‍⁠ it was impossible‍‍​ to review them⁠​‌ all quickly. But‌‍‌ Denise condensed all‌ that massive data​⁠ into a single⁠​ event.

After⁠ all, most carriages‍‍⁠ leaving Ebelstain followed‌ established trade routes.‌‌ Adding routine commercial‍⁠ and business travel,⁠​ nearly nine out‌‌‌ of ten entries⁠ became irrelevant.

Clearly,⁠​ Drest and Dereck,​‍ practicing magic in​‌ secret, wouldn’t take‍ common trade paths.⁠‌‌ They would surely​ head to a “special” place where‍‍ common folk wouldn’t⁠‍⁠ go.

The‍ timeframe was also‍⁠ somewhat fixed—about a week since the‍⁠ disappearance.

With‍‌ a clear timeframe​ and an unusual‌‍ request, plus a known description of⁠‌​ the applicant, it‌ didn’t take long‌⁠⁠ to isolate key‌ data. After several​ hours of sorting⁠ through it with‍ her maids, a pattern emerged.

“A​⁠‌ vast cave on​‍ the outskirts of‍ Ramhel Hill.”

Exactly⁠⁠ one week earlier,​ there was a record of a coachman who received​ a request from‍‌‌ a boy and‌‌ an elderly man​‌​ in a cloak.‌‌

Destination,​ payment, time of⁠​‌ arrival, date, and‌ information about the‍⁠ applicants—all briefly documented.​‌‌

Upon‍‌‌ seeing the record,‌ Denise smiled.

It⁠‍‍ had been just​‌ half a day‍ since she’d rolled‍‍⁠ up her sleeves⁠ to find Dereck’s​‌ whereabouts.

***‌​

“Bella,⁠‌⁠ the more I think about it,‍​ I’m just too⁠ competent. What should⁠‌‍ I do?”

“…”‍

“Being​ too competent means​ getting caught up⁠‍ in annoying troubles.‍ Sometimes I need​‌‌ to be a bit more incompetent…‍ Huh… What should​‍ I do…”

Denise‍ always carried herself‍‍​ elegantly and nobly⁠‌‌ in the Rose⁠ Hall, but her⁠ personal attitude was‍ anything but.

Bella‍⁠ had to admit—Denise​ was proactive, quick-thinking,‌ and had sharp⁠‍ intuition.

Precisely‌​​ sorting data, easily‌‌​ reading others’ expressions,⁠⁠ and advancing work⁠​ were her strengths.‌ But connecting the‍ rumors about Drest​‌ with Dereck’s ambition​ was practically deductive⁠‌ reasoning. She had‌‍ an exceptional instinct.‌⁠

Inside‍​ the carriage heading‌ to Ramhel Hill.​‌

Lounging​⁠ in a luxurious⁠ seat and fanning‍‍‌ herself, Denise spoke‌ with satisfaction.

“I‍‌ need to wrap‍⁠ this up quickly‍‍ and read the⁠‌ new work by​‌ the great writer‍ Reilly. Tonight, I’ll​‌⁠ persuade that magical⁠ mentor and make‌‌​ him part of​‌‌ the Beltus family.⁠⁠‍ Father will be​ pleased and won’t⁠ bother me for‍‍ a while.”

“But…‍ even if we‍‌‍ go there, will‍‍‌ we be able⁠ to find him‍‍ easily? If he’s​ really with a six-star seeker mage…‍‌ if they choose​‍ not to meet‍‌⁠ us, it’s unlikely…”‌​

“Don’t‍​ worry. Do you​‍‍ really think they⁠‍ won’t show themselves‍‍‌ after we go⁠⁠ to some remote‍ place and make​ a fuss?”

Denise⁠​ chuckled with a bit of mischief​⁠​ and spoke as​ if she had‍‌ a plan.

“Even‍ if we don’t⁠⁠⁠ meet them, the‌‌⁠ impression will be‌ etched in their‌ memory. If someone‌​⁠ goes to such⁠ lengths to find‍‌ a secluded place‍‍ to meditate, the‍‍​ sincerity will be‍ felt, won’t it?”‍

“But…‍‌ even Lady Aiselin⁠⁠ and Lady Ellen,‍‍ who are not⁠‍‌ easy to ignore…‌ will they really‍‍ be so accommodating…?”‌⁠

“Don’t⁠​ worry, Bella. Didn’t​⁠‍ I tell you?​‌⁠ I have a plan.”

“May⁠⁠​ I ask what‌ the plan is?”‌‍

When⁠​​ Denise rolled up​‍⁠ her sleeves, success​‍ was guaranteed.

Bella​ knew that well—but‍​⁠ she still wore‍​‌ a worried expression.⁠⁠‌ When Denise got‍‍⁠ serious, her momentum​​ could sometimes take‍ unpredictable turns.

“A⁠​‌ beauty trap.”

“…”​​​

“You‌⁠‌ know as well‍‍ as I do,​​⁠ Bella, with my⁠‍ charming appearance, anyone‍ would fall. Everyone‌ knows I’m a captivating woman.”

“…You‌​ do realize Lady‍​ Aiselin and Lady‌⁠⁠ Ellen are your⁠‍ rivals, right?”

“So‍​ what? I’m more‍⁠‍ beautiful than them.”‌‌⁠

To‌⁠ smile so confidently⁠ in comparison to‍⁠‍ Lady Aiselin, likened⁠‍‌ to a lily,‍​⁠ or Lady Ellen,‌⁠‌ compared to a radiant rose—that wasn’t⁠⁠⁠ something just anyone​​‍ could do.

Where⁠‌ did that confidence​‌​ come from? It​ was Bella’s eternal⁠ question.

“I‍​ feel sorry for‌‍​ Lady Aiselin and​‍ Lady Ellen. But…​ relationships are like⁠​‌ the wild—being taken‌ and taking is‌⁠ natural. Hmm.”

“…”‍

“As​ a representative of‌ the Beltus family,⁠​ this is a necessary move. But‍ I must also‌​‌ consider how to‍​‌ act if things‌⁠⁠ sour… The Rose‍‍‍ Hall must always​ remain harmonious…”

“…”​‍

Bella‌‍‍ didn’t respond.

Though‌​ they had been‍ childhood friends, they‌ were still a noble lady and‍‌‌ her maid. Worried‌⁠‍ that harsh words​‍ might follow, Bella⁠‌ quickly shut her⁠ mouth.

***⁠‌

“Someone‍ is coming.”

Deep​​​ in the cave,​⁠ Drest Wolfetail, perched⁠​​ on a rock‍ with his eyes‌ shut tight, murmured⁠ as he attuned⁠⁠‍ his magic.

Before‍⁠ him, Dereck, also‌ focused on the‌ flow of magic,​ opened his eyes​ slightly. He hadn’t⁠​‌ eaten much in​ a week. His‌‌⁠ ration bag was‍ nearly empty.

Looking‌‍ gaunt and unwashed,​‌⁠ Dereck appeared almost​ like a hermit.​⁠​

Even‍ so, there was⁠ a gleam in​⁠‌ his eyes, reminiscent‌‍ of his days‍ in the slums.‌​⁠

He‍‍‌ was used to⁠‍ conditions like this.‌‌ Hunger and thirst⁠‍ were just natural​​‍ hardships of an‍⁠⁠ expedition.

“Someone’s⁠​⁠ coming? Are there​ horses at the⁠ cave entrance?”

“It‍⁠⁠ seems to be‍ someone from the​‍ Beltus family. Perhaps⁠ it’s a good​ time to step‌‌‌ outside and meet‌ them. The place​‍‍ needs some air.”⁠

“…”‌

When⁠‌ Dereck stood from​ his seat, his‌ entire body screamed‍​‌ in protest. It⁠​​ was the result‍‍⁠ of pushing his‌‍ magical senses to​ the limit for​‍​ nearly a week.⁠‌ The level he‌‍‌ had reached was‍​ incomparable to when‍⁠ he trained Ellen.‌‍

Dereck‌‍⁠ closed his eyes​ tightly and released⁠⁠‍ his magic.

Even⁠ without using a spell, the structure​‍ of the nearby​ cave imprinted itself​ clearly onto his​ senses.

He‍‍‍ had reached a higher level.

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