I thought of Duke Angellus, who seemed harmless enough, but had the appearance of a savage weasel.
âSo, physiognomy really is a science., isnât itâŠâŠ.â
( T/N : the supposed art of judging a character from facial characteristics.)
I knew he was up to no good within the empire, but I hadnât realized he was capable of ordering a murder, let alone one against me.
âYou donât seem surprised.â
I smirked and nodded at Raeyanâs words. There was certainly something to be inferred.
âHeâs quite a character. And Duke Angellus doesnât get along well with my father.â
âNo, are there any families that get along well?â
Among the four major families, we had a somewhat amicable relationship with the Kreundel family.
In any case, this was a storyline that also appeared in the original work.
The original villain, Dorothea, had all the support of her father, Duke Angellus, to torment Estelle, the adopted daughter of Perdia, almost to death.
Duke Angellus harbored a deep inferiority complex to Duke Perdia.
So, knowing that the Duke of Perdia cherished Estelle, he tried to eliminate her in order to bring him down.
âCould it be that Iâve taken on Estelleâs role?â
Given that my relationship with the Duke of Perdia was different from the original estrangement, it seemed like that was the case.
But there was something bothering me. If my hypothesis was correct, the first attack couldnât be explained.
At that time, I had just regained the memories of my past life, and Iâd just made the Duke of Persia furious with a declaration of annulling the engagement.
In any case, the assassinsâ claim that Duke Angellus was behind the attack was credible.
âWhat do you plan to do with Duke Angellus?â
âHmm. Itâs not like I can do anything about him.â
I was just a noblewomanâs daughter; Duke Angellus was the head of a family.
Understanding my point, Raeyan suggested another way.
âThen, what about talking to the Duke of Perdia?â
âIf we do that⊠it will lead to a territorial war, wonât it?â
A territorial war, a war between territories that takes place under the emperorâs tacit approval.
The victorious family could absorb the other familyâs lands, but at great cost. Regardless of who won, soldiers and residents of both families would be sacrificed.
âBut we canât leave it like this.â
âThat doesnât mean Iâm going to stand idly by.â
As long as Duke Angellus continued to target me, it would hinder my independence, so I had to deal with him.
I couldnât stay within Perdiaâs walls forever.
Of course, the fact that I didnât know when the next attack would happen made me uneasy. I had no desire to die.
However, there was something I believed in.
âRaeyan will continue to protect me.â
âYes. No matter what happens.â
âThen, thatâs settled.â
Based on the series of events that had taken place so far, I was convinced that Raeyan would never abandon me to my fate.
Whatever his intentions, his first priority was always to protect me. He successfully thwarted this attack, so I had no worries about the next one.
Still, it was probably a good idea to carry more poison. There might be circumstances where Raeyan couldnât intervene.
As I pondered which poison to pack, I suddenly looked up at Raeyan.
âBut seriously, how did you manage to get the assassins to talk?â
It didnât faze him when I threatened him before.
On the other hand, it didnât take long for Raeyan to figure out that the mastermind behind it all was Duke Angellus.
But Raeyan avoided my curious gaze.
âItâs better not to know.â
âWhy? Iâm curious!â
âItâs cruel.â
âIâm about to come of age. Iâm an adult too!â
Raeyan paused. With a new look of surprise, he looked at me and replied firmly, âThen Iâll tell you when you come of age.â
It wasnât cruel at all. Not a drop of blood was shed.
But since Raeyan had no intention of telling me, I had to give up. But he still didnât seem to realize how persistent I was.
âAfter I come of age, youâll see.â
***
After Elodie left, Raeyan secluded himself in the office and took care of the mercenary business.
Paperwork wasnât his favorite pastime, but it was what he had to do to keep the mercenaries rolling.
Scratch, scratch. Raeyanâs hand, which elegantly signed documents, suddenly stopped.
âIâm about to come of age. Iâm an adult too!â
He knew it already, but Elodie was still young. Not yet of age. He had overlooked her youthfulness because of her remarkably calm demeanor at times.
ââŠHow much time is left?â
Raeyan pondered over the âtime.â
Thud!
Someone rudely knocked on the door to the office.
âCome in, Mark.â
Raeyan already knew who was outside just by sensing their presence. As he granted permission for entry, the door swung open.
âCaptain! Iâm so annoyed!â
âYou didnât need to annoy me just because youâre annoyed.â
âHeuk, are you annoyed now?â
âYeah.â
Knowing well that provoking the captain would not end well, Mark quickly retracted his actions.
Raeyan put down his pen and tilted his head.
âSo, whatâs the matter?â
âUmm, you know those guys we captured this time, the ones that go on a rampage as soon as they wake up?â
âStill got the energy for that.â
It was clear that Raeyan had already explained it clearly enough earlier, but they still hadnât regained their senses.
As Raeyan stood up from his seat, Mark hurriedly followed behind and asked, âAre you going down?â
âThat seems certain.â
âI feel sorry for them.â
It was a genuinely sympathetic remark. Despite his playful demeanor, the captain was a terrifying figure to Mark.
Raeyanâs footsteps were resolute as he descended back to the underground.
The assassins were locked in the furthest room.
âUgh, uugh!â
Rayan stared down at the assassins, who were indeed having a seizure, as Mark had reported.
âI warned you.â
Thump. The assassinsâ struggles stopped instantly at Raeyanâs entrance.
In the dim underground that could hardly be called light, Raeyanâs crimson eyes sank menacingly.
How dare they try to harm his master.
Fear crept into the assassinsâ eyes as they felt the chilling gaze.
The terrifying image they had witnessed in front of them just a while ago enveloped their bodies once more.
âUughâŠâŠ.â
They were trained killers. They were confident that no amount of threats or torture would make them talk. Naturally, they were not afraid of death.
ButâŠâŠ.
Thud.
ââŠâŠ!â
With just a single step taken by Raeyan, they trembled greatly.
The horror they had experienced was imprinted on their bodies and they couldnât stand it.
âDo you still have something to say?â
Raeyan used his gloved hand to ungag one of the assassins.
It was at that moment.
The action of the assassin sticking out his tongue made Mark immediately move.
âOh, no. You canât die just yet.â
Mark, who had been waiting, quickly approached and tightened the weakened gag. He didnât forget to securely fasten their shackles as well.
âYouâre trying to kill yourself, arenât you?â
ââŠâŠ.â
As the assassin stared silently into Raeyanâs gaze, they froze as if turned to stone.
âOh noâŠâŠâ
An emotionless gaze without a trace of mercy. The assassins trapped here all thought of the same thing.
âWhoâs behind this?â
The memory of the man with crimson eyes who had appeared before them earlier.
Of course, there was no one to answer that question.
They thought the question would be followed by brutal torture, but it was not.
The man simply looked down at them. And then, the shadows that had deepened around the candle suddenly began to flicker.
Swooshâ
Like ink spreading in transparent water, their entire field of vision started to be engulfed in darkness.
Darkness.
An endless abyss.
No matter how loudly they screamed or how wide they opened their eyes, they could hear nothing and see nothing in the pitch-black darkness.
An immeasurable amount of time passed. No, in reality, they had no way of knowing how much time had passed.
How did this happen?
How long would they have to stay like this?
Just before they were driven mad with various thoughts, their vision returned.
âGah!â
Before they could comprehend what had happened, an indifferent voice slammed into their heads.
âTell me whoâs behind this. Unless you want to be trapped in the shadows again.â
âUhâŠâ
âIt seems like you want to lose your mind in an empty space with nothing left.â
âT-that.â
âI am different from my master. I have no mercy. I wonât grant you a peaceful rest like death.â
To think there was torture from which they couldnât escape even in death. In a brief moment, someone who felt a strong crisis from being trapped in the shadows cried out desperately.
âAh, Duke Angellus!â
Once a confession was made, the rest was history. The assassins turned tail, not wanting to go through that horrible experience again.
But after Raeyan left the basement, they couldnât stay still due to the restlessness gnawing at their bodies.
They didnât know when the man with the crimson eyes would change his mind and throw them back into the darkness.
They thought it would be better to end their own lives rather than be trapped there again.
But they failed.
âUgh, ughâŠâ
âCough, ugh!â
As they pleaded for mercy with the shackles still attached, they felt a glimmer of salvation.
âCaptain, Captaaaiin! Are you here? Milo just came!â
Ignoring Markâs shout, Raeyan glanced at him briefly.
âIt would be best to listen to the report first, right?â
ââŠâŠ.â
After seeing the assassins once, Raeyan turned around and ascended the stairs.
The first thing Raeyan did after leaving the basement was to take off the gloves he was wearing and throw them into the trash bin.
He didnât want to keep wearing the dirty gloves that had come into contact with them.
âWhat a waste.â
Ignoring Markâs comment, Raeyan sat down in his chair and looked at the members, including Milo, who had been waiting there.
They were covered in dust, as if they had just finished their mission.
âReport.â
âWe went to the coordinates the captain mentionedâŠâŠ um.â
Milo shut his mouth, clearly annoyed at the delay, and his companion stepped forward.
âYou stay in the back, you lazy bastard. Iâll report, Captain.â
Raeyan gave a small nod, and the member reported.
âWe went to the place you said, but there were already people there before us.â
âPeople who arrived before you?â
âYes. They are most likely the ones who attacked Lady Perdia. After collecting the bodies, they moved them onto a carriage and changed the location. So, we immediately concealed our presence and pursued them.â
âAnd the destination?â
âBaron Magnuaâs estate. They went straight into the manor with the cart.â
Baron Magnua.
He was known to be a vassal of the Duke of Angellus. This added more credibility to the assassinsâ confession.
âThey carried the assassinsâ bodies to the manor? Why?â
Mark shrugged at his question.
âI donât know. They set up a barrier over the entire manor.â
âA barrier? Setting up a barrier to that extent means theyâre doing something that shouldnât be known to others.â
They were the ones who attacked Elodie. It was important to know what they were doing behind the scenes.
âDid you try breaking through and going inside?â
In response to Raeyanâs question, the member chuckled bitterly.
âIt was a barrier created by a power, so we couldnât sneak in.â
The only things that could oppose a power were either another power or a sin.
So, there was no way ordinary humans like them could break through.
Mark, who had been lost in thought, reached a conclusion.
âWell, it seems like the captain needs to go and see for himself.â
Raeyan frowned. He didnât mind traveling to the Magnua estate.