It was currently a little before seven oâclock in the evening .
The place I was in was the fortâs guest room . It was a room I was allowed to do whatever I pleased with during my stay .
Sir Leonhard, who came in exactly on the time we agreed on, had a volatile expression on his faceâhe seemed both shocked and troubled .
âAre you surprised by what I didâŚ?â
âDo you have an idea on what that could be?â
Actually, thereâs a lot of things Iâve done he can be flabbergasted about; too many to count, in fact .
The fact that an unmarried lady is inviting a man into her room at night is one thingâŚ
And how I not only made lunch for the knights but also their dinner as well .
Sir Leonhard smiled bitterly when he saw me turn pale .
âIâm not at all surprised . Considering the situation at the time, I believe your judgement to be correct . â
Although he said it was correct, his expression remained unclear .  Are you uncomfortable with the fact that I also cooked dinner? If I asked him in a roundabout way, Iâm sure it would just trouble Sir Leonhard further .
âIf you thought they were in trouble, it would be the best course of action to lend them a hand . Iâm not upset, justâŚâ
ââŚJust?â
ââŚItâs nothing . â
He gave me a lousy excuse, completely unlike the Sir Leonhard I know .
Even a dull-headed princess like me knew it wasnât just ânothing,â but because he clearly didnât want me to pry any further, I had no choice but to give up on it .
When it was my turn to ask him not to interfere, he did as I asked and only observed from afar . I will endure, even if I have to grit my teeth to do it .
I decided to go against the flow and change the subject that was about to steer us away from the main reason I called him over tonight .
I took out the maps and materials that Vice-Commander Walter lent me and spread it out on the desk, before giving Sir Leonhard a brief explanation of the relationship between the two .
âI see, that truly is an interesting hobby . â
Sir Leonhard surveyed the map with interest .
âI believe some folktales have the intention of scaring children away from dangers and deterring certain acts as taboos . â
The tales I was referring to had common themes: children who donât go to bed will be kidnapped by the Demon Lord, get pulled into the sea by a monster, etc . Most of the time, they were cautionary tales, warning the audience not to approach dangerous places or reminding them to be more careful in certain situations .
âIf the Demon King really was sealed in this area, I thought there would be more stories that included him, butâŚâ
âWith the way you said that, were you perhaps not finding what you were looking for?â
âWell, there was none to be found, would be the best way to describe it . â
Sir Leonhard gave a suspicious frown .
âThat is⌠certainly peculiar . â
I replied with a vigorous nod .
âThere are a plentiful amount of fairy tales about the Demon Lord, not only in Nebel, but all around the world . If thatâs the case, why isnât there any around here at all? This is just a wild guess, but perhaps it was a purposeful move to erase the existence of âthe Demon Lordâ from the peopleâs mind as much as possible?â
At first, Iâd thought that since the Demon Lord was sealed around here, there would be an abundance of folklore left behind about him, but it was the exact opposite .  Precisely because that unholy place was in this area, it was best to diminish the concept of the âDemon Lordâ from the people as much as possible .  âDonât get interested in this topic . Donât give any ideas to those seeking his resurrection . â
âI donât know if this is a substitute for it, but âevil spiritsâ came up very often . For instance: âA child who doesnât do what their parents say wonât be able to come home because of deceitful evil spirits . ââ
There were also various types of spirits, including fire spirits, tree spirits, and dark spirits . Their appearances were usually not consistent with each otherâtheir descriptions ranged from beautiful women to young boysâbut every story followed a similar script .
A child who gets lost in the forest at night because of a spiritâs trickery will forever be unable to return home . And that spirit would take on the childâs appearance and return home in their place .
When I first started reading these stories, it reminded me of those European folktales about changelings . But, putting two and two together, these folktales seemed really close to that of the Demon Lordâs . Â Could that story of someone who appeared the same as ever on the outside while actually being someone completely different on the inside tie back to the Demon Lord? Or am I totally overthinking this?
âIn order to erase the âDemon Lordâ from the citizensâ minds, and also to deter anyone from approaching the site he was sealed, the concept of âevil spiritsâ was created?â
âYes, but there are so many folktales centred around these evil spirits that made it difficult for me to narrow down to a specific area . â
I thought it would be nice if I could discern the templeâs location from the map alone, but it didnât work out in the end . Of course, if it was that easy to find, there wouldnât be any point in spending all this effort hiding it in the first place .
Then again, Iâve only skimmed the simplified reports so far, so there is a good chance I might still find something else as well .
âHowever, there are many stories about getting lost in the forest . Perhaps the templeâŚâ
ââPerhaps the temple is also in the forest,â right?â
Nodding at his words, I pointed to a spot on the map .
âWhen I checked with Sir Walter earlier, this town here⌠Of the three probable villages, the one farthest from the fort should be close to a forest . â
âThen letâs investigate that place first . We will leave as soon as the weather improves, so please be prepared . â
âI understand . â
When I agreed, Sir Leonhard lifted himself from the sofa seat .
âSee you tomorrow . â
âAh! Please wait! I still have something to talk to you about . â
I asked Sir Leonhard, who was about to leave as soon as our discussion was over, to stay .
As he had only just stood up, he sat himself back down on the sofa again and tilted his head as a sign for me to continue .
âUm⌠Itâs about the person we met at that restaurant in the village that we visited earlier today . â
When I paused, Sir Leonhardâs expression turned grim .
âA man named Latte, yes?â
ââŚYes . â
I straightened my back, took a deep breath, and nodded .
Iâm not confident if I can explain this well, but if I donât talk now, I will surely regret it later on .
âI actually knew him before our meeting on that day . â
âWhatâŚdo you mean by that? Is that man perhaps an acquaintance of yours?â
I shook my head at Sir Leonhardâs puzzled question .
âI have actually never met him in person . Our first meeting was in my dream . â
â!â
Sir Leonhardâs eyes opened wide .
He seemed to understand what âin my dreamâ meant .
From there, I told Sir Leonhard everything I knew about the man called Latte .
The Latte I knew worked in a restaurant in the royal capital and used to be an assassin . He was an old acquaintance of another former Raptorian assassin currently working under Father in Nebel .
I tried to tell him the facts as much as possible to keep him from doing any guess work .
Maybe it was too confusing to understand . It was such a crazy story that even made me want to stop myself .
Still, Sir Leonhard stayed quiet until I finished .
ââŚThatâs all I know of him . â
My heart was racing to its limits after I was done . It was beating so fast, almost as if Iâd done a sprint at full speed, to the point that I felt suffocated .
After a brief period of silence had passed, Sir Leonhard muttered, âI see . â
âI already thought that his movements didnât suit an average person, but to think he was a former assassin⌠However, there is still something that I donât understand . â
âWhat would that be?â
âPerhaps Iâm giving this too much thought, but even back then, without a doubt, I felt like that man was overly suspicious . â
âOverly suspicious?â
When I repeated his words like a parrot, Sir Leonhard showed a bit of hesitation .
âThat man is likely highly skilled . If he really was looking for us, then he should be doing a better job than he did . â
If you ask me, if we were the target, I wouldnât even mention looking for old temples together . That would just make the targets wary .
I also wouldnât catch a handwipe with such speed while also exposing my ambidexterity at the same time .
âBut if you compare him to a normal villager, he sticks out too much . â
Heâs too shady to be your average person .
But also too careless to be an assassin .
What if heâs currently on a spy mission for Raptor, then?
Assuming he didnât know our true identities and assumed we were just mere travellers with clues relating to the temple, his actions werenât that unbelievable⌠right?
The more I put my thoughts into it, the less I understood .
âEven if we think about it, we wouldnât get any answers, so letâs stop here for today . â
My head already a scrambled mess, I accepted Sir Leonhardâs suggestion .
He stood up again, finally intending to leave this time, but stopped as if he had remembered something .
When I raised my face to his call, Sir Leonhard had a gentle look on his face .
âThank you very much for talking to me about this . â
âEhâŚ?â
âYou are always bearing the weight of the world on your shoulders alone, so it made me happy that you confided in me . â
Sir Leonhard said before giving a shy laugh .
âIâll be off then⌠Good night . â
He left the room, leaving me, who was paralyzed in shock, behind .
I was stiff for a while before the realisation set in, and heat started gathering on my face . I threw myself on the sofa and tried my hardest to refrain myself from making weird noises .
Sneak attacks are too unfairâŚ!
Not to mention, he said, âGood nightâ with that sexy voice⌠I donât care anymore! Thanks for the meal!!
It took me a whole half an hour to calm down, my face still buried deep into the sofa . But whenever I thought I had, that scene would always pop back in my head and replay itself . I ended up getting no sleep at all that night .