A voice I should never have heard made me turn around.
The streets were crowded with people shuffling past each other.
Those who carry luggage in shabby clothes and the wealthy people in expensive clothes.
The roar of the crowd dazed me for a moment.
With a confused mind, I looked for a person in the crowd, but heâs nowhere to be seen.
âIs that an illusion?â
Of course itâs an illusion, because thereâs no sign of Richard.
Why on earth would I have such a ridiculous illusionâŠ
Maybe Iâve been suffering too much.
âWhere are you looking?â
Argen, who had already picked up my hat, stood by me.
âYouâre here already?â
âIt wonât take long to pick up the hat.â
The hat was quickly placed on my head. Kindly, he put the hat on himself.
âWhere were you looking?â
â⊠I just watching people.â
âWhen you look at people, do you usually have a dark expression on your face? Whatâs wrong?â
âWhat could have happened in those moments?â
I smiled broadly as if it was true and put my arms around him.
Argenâs eyes fluttered again at the sudden touch, but soon he turned his head away from me.
As I walked down the street with him, I was lost in thought.
Then, at the cafeâŠ
<Did you hear the news? There are a lot of missing people these days.>
<Iâm so scared these days. More and more people are turning to demon worshipers than ever before.>
<Thatâs why they sent people from the temple to the capitalâŠ.>
I heard women gathering and talking about things like that.
âMarquis, there was news that the temple had dispatched people. Do you know who came?â
The moment he heard those words, Argenâs gaze changed.
âWhere did you hear that?â
The cool voice shattered any semblance of playfulness and made me realize just how solid a wall actually stood between him and me.
The joyous feeling subsided.
âI heard the news by chance at a cafe, but seeing your a reaction, it seems there is something.â
ââŠâŠ.â
âWho is coming?â
Argenâs reaction was a sign that the answer was already known. Thereâs only one guess, but I played dumb.
I wanted to hear it from his mouth.
âAre youâŠâ
The eyes staring intently at me seemed annoyed and anxious.
âIf you have a heart for the paladin commander, it would be better to stop it.â
âWhat?â
What is this all of a sudden?
It was a statement that implicitly revealed that the visitor to the capital this time was Richard, but it was out of context.
âIf you meet him again, do you think I will let you go again?â
â⊠Will you lock me up again?â
ââŠâŠâ
Argen looked at me with a face loss for words.
Why, what.
âOr kill him?â
âYes.â
ââŠ.â
âBecause you donât know what a malicious monster might do if left you alone.â
Seeing him casually killing people made me feel even more distant.
My arm wrapped around his arm was awkward.
Heâs completely different from me.
Even if we joked around for a while, I remembered again that this was just a contractual relationship.
****
Argen and I returned to the mansion.
I headed straight to Argenâs bedroom, and seeing me like that, the maids blushed.
Someone said, âEven at noonâŠâ I heard a mumble, but I stubbornly ignored it.
Until I came to the capital, I firmly believed that Argen would be able to arrange for me to meet the Savior through a favor to Empress Evangeline.
But unfortunately, the princess is said to be in the north now.
So I was going to wait for the princess, butâŠ
<Iâll find another way.>
<Without asking the princess?>
At that time, Argen narrowed his brow as if he was displeased.
<You can only say that because you donât know Princess Evangeline. As you know, there is no such thing as help without a price.>
<I know. So I made a contract with you. So, shouldnât the Marquis pay the price to the Princess instead of me?>
<Yes.>
Despite my shamelessness, Argen didnât argue.
<But itâs better not to owe Princess Evangeline as much as possible.>
<âŠâŠ>
<I hope I never have to use that last resort.>
There should be no need to use that last resort if possible.
added Argen.
Since then, he has been looking for a way to meet a savior.
I thought it would be easy as a high-ranking Marquis in the Empire, but it wasnât. It wasnât easy at all. The savior was reluctant to reveal itself except for Princess Evangeline.
âClearly the savior has something.â
The more the savior tried to hide herself, the more certain I became.
âNow tell me. What information did you get about the savior?â
The long-awaited time has finally come.
Argen, who was sitting opposite the table, nodded.
âThereâs a secret club that no one knows about.â
â⊠Secret club?â
âYes. The dates and locations of clubs change all the time. The identity of who was in the club was not revealed. It is completely hidden under a veil.â
This didnât sound like a savior to me.
This is somethingâŠ
âThereâs only one way to get into the club. You have to be âchosenâ.â
â⊠Chosen? What should I do to be choose?â
âI donât know that either.â
The more I listen, the moreâŠ
âI canât get into the club, so I recently planted someone. But do you know what happened?â
âHow is it?â
âHe didnât come back.â
â⊠Why.â
âI donât know why.â
He also tapped the table in curiosity.
Tock, tock, tock, his fingers move regularly.
The uneasy I felt the more I listened to him, the more I felt now.
âI think itâs fakeâŠ.â
âI agree.â
There must be something strange going on in the club.
âDo you have to meet the savior?â
Argen looked dissatisfied.
Actually, I donât know either.
Is the savior something special, or is it a common cult that appears and parasitizes in difficult times?
Still, it was difficult to choose the option of not meeting.
I have to unravel the secrets surrounding me and return home.
âI want to meet the savior first and think about it.â
Argen looked displeased.
He looks at me in a crooked position with his arms crossed and his back on the chair.
So what.
Even if you donât like it, I have a reason to meet the savior.
â⊠Hmm, but how am I supposed to get to that club?â
âYou donât even know that, and you keep thinking about going?â
Argen laughed as if it was ridiculous.
âThen how do I know? Is that all the information you have?â
âOf course not.â
Argen. He didnât disappoint me.
âIf the tail is long, it will be caught. On the day the man was planted, there was a man caught by his tail around him.â
âWho is that?â
âCountess Millard.â
My eyes widened at the appearance of a familiar name.
Although I didnât know her at all, Countess Millard was a famous person.
She was one of the few âwitchesâ in the Empire.
Usually, a witch is associated with a person who wields an evil curse, so their image was not good.
However, Countess Millard had a high reputation for doing many good deeds, such as curing the prince who was suffering from an incurable disease with her own abilities.
âAnd one of the people I wanted to meet when I had the chance.â
âThen I should see Countess Millard. If possible, it would be great if I got the âchosenâ.â
âI suppose youâll have to, but youâd better be careful.â
âOf course.â
He didnât like the look on my face for answering so easily.
Argen sighed in disapproval and handed me the invitation.
âItâs an invitation to a party hosted by Countess Millard.â
I hesitantly accepted the invitation.
âI canât go.â
â⊠Why?â
âThe Countess Millard is very sensitive.â
âWhat?â
What does that mean all of a sudden?
But Argen kept his mouth shut as if he didnât want to tell me.
âOkay.â
So the conversation ended.
Time passed, and it was the day of the party.
I didnât know then.
What terrible things will happen there.
****
Countess Millardâs mansion was very spacious. She put a lot of effort into this party, so the party was held in a big way.
Everyone admired the great party, but I couldnât.
âIâd like to introduce you to a very special guest I asked to come today.â
I looked blankly at the man standing next to Countess Millard.