âYouâre here, madam.â
Upon arriving at the Great Hall, the butler bowed to me.
I trembled at the words that I couldnât get used to. Compared to the other servants, I was not used to the way the butler said my title.
âThe Grand DukeâŠwhere is he?â
âHeâll be down shortly.â
I sat in the chair that the butler indicated, and he brought me a cup of tea.
âYouâre welcome, Madam.â
At the end of each sentence, the old butler said the word âMadamâ like it was a punctuation mark.
He told her that heâd been with Devan since he was very young.
He probably felt like I had married his own son.
Even though he knew it wasnât a real marriage.
Whether it represents the feelings of the butler, the Great Hall has been splendidly appointed since the banquet.
It was not comparable to other castles, but they would add things, like the vase that had its flowers changed every day or a new decoration that Iâd never seen before.
âI will serve the food as soon as His Highness arrives, Madam.â
After greeting me politely, the old butler disappeared.
Huhâ IÂ turned my head.
Devan was alone and walked slowly towards me.
âI didnât come early, itâs that Your Highness was late.â
âYou seem particularly impatient today.â
As soon as he sat down, I asked.
âWith the manastone!â
When he tried to pretend not to know, and simply shrugged.
âYou looked into it by yourself, right?â
âWho do you mean by myself?â
The door opened, and I heard the sound of clattering armors.
I jumped up from my seat.
She strode toward me and did not hide her embarrassment.
âMy Lady, I didnât know youâd welcome me so enthusiastically.â
Karen blinked slowly, and alternated between looking at me and Devan.
When Devan nodded, she started to speak.
âIs it related to the lady? If I knew that, I wouldâve been more careful. Do you know how hard I worked?â
She limped towards the table.
Devan nodded with a disinterested expression.
As she sat down on a chair, placed her helmet on the table, and she sighed as if he was finally alive again.
âDonât rush me, it wonât change anything.â
The old butler pushed the tray to the table, then placed food in front of Devan, myself, and Karen.
He put down an exceptionally large plate at the end and stared at Karen.
âBe careful with your words and actions to the Grand Duchess.â
âWhat? âŠWhat? The Great Duchess?!â
Karen knocked her helmet to the floor as if she was throwing it.
Devan crumpled his face at the noise he didnât want to hear.
Karen left for Ellywoon the day before Devan and I made our marriage pledge.
Nevertheless, I wondered why she didnât know about the marriage. Sheâd said she was busy everyday, and that she didnât even have time to sit down before going to Ellywoon.
From then on, Karen kept picking fights with me, leaving the knight inside of her somewhere else.
I could see the reason for that.
It seemed that all the responsibility for my escape went to her.
While talking about it, she didnât forget to stare at me.
For my part, I wasnât very sorry.
In reality, it was true that the security was poor. I even thought about getting revenge on her for hitting the back of my neck.
âWhy did you get married so quickly? What about the ceremony?â
âWeâll be doing it soon.â
âWhere are you going to have it? Are you going to System?â
While listening to Karenâs rapidfire questions, I nervously put down the tableware to see if Devan was going to finally explode.
âWhy do you want to know? Just tell me about Maseok.â
Karen closed her mouth and took out a bunch of paper from her arms.
âThese are all the places we looked at, and we didnât exclude any places that handled manastone. I even went to the main distribution hub outside of Ellywoon. Maybe nowâŠÂ I now know the geography better than the lady⊠or Madam⊠who lived there for a year.â
She talked a lot this time.
âSo whatâs the conclusion? Are you saying you found it or not?â
âI couldnât find anything.â
My heart was pounding. The fact that she couldnât find Maseok, even though she searched all of Ellywoon, meant one thing.
That someone was intentionally hiding the manastone.
IÂ looked at Devan, as he frowned deeply and said nothing.
Karen lifted the knife in her hand high.
She seemed to think I was disappointed because she couldnât find it.
âItâs not that I havenât found anything. Ellywoon is really cold and itâs snowing a lot in the area, okay? I was able to find a clue after persuading, bribing, and intimidating my way all the way to the very top person representing Ellywoon.â
âIt was really a coincidence. No, maybe it was fate. It was just when I stopped by a store to take a breather and drink a beer after visiting all the top people. As the moonlight fell on the snowy streetsâŠâ
Karen closed her eyes and tried to tell her heroic story.
Devan pushed his own plate forward and turned towards the knight sitting at the table.
âDo you really want to die?â
âAfter a few days in Ellywoon, my brain must have gotten as soft as snow, right?â
While Devan was smiling, his eyes were cold.
Karen crouched down and bit her lips hard.
âIâm sorry, Your Highness.â
âStart over, and just get to the point.â
âSo, there was a witness. He said he saw someone walk up to the monster that His Highness killed and do something.â
âThey saw someone do something? Did they see who it was?â
âHe said âI didnât see them clearlyâ, but he said the person was wearing long white clothes.â
âWhite and long⊠like a formal uniform.â
As I muttered quietly, the two pairs of eyes turned towards me.
âDid he say what they did?â
âThey seemed to be recovering something. After that, I heard that the manastone wasnât recovered when the monster was dismantled. So it is correct to assume that the manastone was taken.â
âDid he say there was nothing weird about it?â
Karen smiled, as if sheâd been waiting for this question to be asked.
âThere were two strange things. First; in order to dig out manastone, it usually requires completely dismantling the creature. In this case, the body of the monster was almost undamaged, except for the injuries caused by His Majesty.â
âWhatâs the second one?â
âThe second thing⊠They said the person seemed to have done something to the corpse before they left. I was told that enough black smoke was produced that it could be seen from a distance. According to the witnessâŠâ
Karen had lowered her head and whispered.
Without realizing it, I leaned in closer to her, and Devan looked at us with an apathetic look.
Karen, who was looking around, finally opened her mouth.
âSo it was like⊠It was like they used black magic.â
There was silence at the table.
âŠBlack magic? Whatâs that?
âWhat do you mean black magic? Thatâs ridiculous.â
It was Devan who broke the silence.
He was already staring at his meal indifferently.
âYour Highness! Donât you trust me?â
âOf course, I donât trust you. Nor do I trust the witness, who you just happened to meet while drinking. Itâs been a long time since black magic disappeared.â
âWell⊠thatâs definitely true.â
Karen began to eat the soup along with Devan, as if she was only half-confident.
âSo, what is black magic?
I asked what I was curious about this whole time.
Of course, I could tell that it was bad from the hints theyâd dropped.
I was curious because there was no mention of it in the original book Iâd read during my previous life, and that was odd.
If itâs true that the temple used black magic, then it shouldâve appeared in the bookâŠ
âItâs a relic of the old times.â
Devan summarized it in one sentence.
Karen seemed to suddenly feel hungry, as she almost drank all of the soup in one go, and quickly cut into the meat elegantly.
âSo my lady⊠or Madam, black magic means that someone signed a contract with a devil.â
Devan laughed at what Karen said.
âThereâs no such thing as a devil.â
âThen what is black magic? All the magicians of the temple acknowledged it as that. It uses spells that canât be used with ordinary or divine magic.â
âNo, to be more exact, itâs not clear that itâs even magic.â
âIf itâs not magic, does that mean itâs a power?â
âItâs not magic or divinity, but something else.â
I put down the tableware and then asked.
Somehow, I felt a sense of déjà vu.
Itâs not magic or divinity, but some unidentified power.
âIt means the source is different.â
Karen asked a question this time.
Devan replied by gracefully slicing the meat in front of him.
âThe source of divine power is God. The source of magic is nature. If itâs not magic, but something we donât know about yetâŠâ
Devan stopped talking and looked at me.
We were thinking the same thing, even if we didnât say anything.
A new source, a transcendent being that we donât know.
âWhat? So, then what is the source of black magic?â
Ignoring Karen, who had a confused look on her face while she alternated between looking at Devan and me, we jumped from our seats at the same time.
âCall on the wizards to begin an investigation into black magic.â
âIâll look at the old books. Sir Karen, please return Elywoon and find another witness, or clue.â
âIâŠI just came back thoughâŠâ
She muttered with a wounded look.
But no one was listening.
Is Karen a man or a woman? Someone tells me. I guess sheâs a female knight?