Chapter 240 – The Mansion
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Looking at her as she draped her coat over her dress and advanced at the head of her party with her stately steps towards her nobleman’s mansion, where her affair took place.
Aruru and Cleon follow behind them with slightly embarrassed expressions.
Could it be that she is still bothered by the word `first time’ that she said earlier, before leaving her inn?
Ascalon looked behind her and walked beside her in line with Merca’s stride.
Only then did Merca turn around and look at Cleon, tilting her head and shaking her head.
“Why is that, Cleon? With such a dark expression. By any chance, are you still dragging the word ‘first kiss’ I said earlier?”
“No… Well. That’s true.”
Cleon did n’t deny her words, but would n’t it be her rather than himself that she should pay attention to that part of her?
But when Merca heard Cleon’s words, she put her hand on her waist and let out a snort.
“You don’t have to dwell too much on the fact that it’s just your first kissing experience. Everyone tries to put a lot of meaning into being a ‘first’, but for me, it’s an experience that gave me the lowest results when I did the same thing in the future.” It is only.”
“The only one who can say that about a kiss is probably only Merca.”
Aruru smiled bitterly at Merca’s words and just shook her head as if she couldn’t help it.
“So. Aruru says she has a strong heart for her first kiss her?”
“Huh!? Ah- haha… Well, that’s right…”
At Merca’s casually thrown words, Aruru slightly blushed and looked at Cleon.
For Aruru, her first kiss was the first time she clashed swords with Cleon.
In the experience of wielding a sword since birth, her body heated up because she was able to use her fullest power her. Fast beating heart. Heavy breathing-
To put it all to rest, she lunged at him right in front of her and snatched her lips like a beast.
It was a bit embarrassing to think about it now for Aruru, who hid her emotions as a girl under her dignified appearance of her.
“Ugh… I’m a little embarrassed when I think about it.”
Looking at Aruru who said that while fanning her face her, Cleon might have thought of that kiss as well, saying ‘Ahaha…’.` And let out a dry laugh.
In terms of the experience at that time, Cleon was the one-sided victim, even if it was a little difficult to say that he was completely a victim.
“That Aruru Tromeia puts on an embarrassing face in front of others… D. As expected, it must have been a special experience for you. It’s interesting.”
“I-I know how to express my feelings just as much as anyone else… “
Looking at Aruru saying that, Cleon feels that it is a bit fresh to see Aruru being treated so one-sidedly.
“Well. That’s it, and rather than focusing on such ‘skinship for magical power supply’, let’s focus a little more on finding the location of the guys who kidnapped the child. First, this letter that is said to be left at the site -“
Merca said so, and held the letter Cleon had received from Rampart in her hand.
Everywhere you look, it’s a letter written on ordinary stationery, with very neat handwriting.
“The existence of this letter indicates that this plan was an accidental, not accidental, premeditated crime.”
“Yes. Since he wrote the letter while kidnapping the child, the handwriting is neat. Since he broke into the house of a nobleman in the first place, it is natural that it is a premeditated crime.”
When Cleon nodded her head and replied to Merca’s words, Merca put the letter in her pocket and added to Cleon’s words her.
“And, of course, you should also be aware that there are only two of them left in the house, the child and the maid. Do you know that Cleon is generally known for vacant house burglaries – so during the times when the most break -ins and thefts occur?”
“…Is it night?”
At Cleon’s words Her, Merca shook her head.
“Many people think of the dark time zone after the sun goes down, but it is actually ‘between dawn and morning’.
“Hmm… Is that a story from your career as an investigator?”
“Well, let’s say that. The important thing is that the time they committed the crime was not ‘evening to night’ as people generally think, nor ‘dawn to morning’, which our investigators are most focused on, but ‘day’. And the nobles of this house, both of them are vassals of the royal family, and will be away during the day. Apparently, the culprits also knew about the internal affairs of this house after investigating it.”
“But, if I had a plan, wouldn’t I be able to do that much?”
“Aruru. The other person is a nobleman. Even so, they must have known at least that they would be targeted if the fact that they were away during the day was known. So, they must have thoroughly hidden that fact. Like using a passage through which you can leave the house without being seen by others.”
Although Merca’s words seemed a bit jumpy, the two of them nodded and waited for her next story.
“As a detective, I’m a conspiracy theorist who seeks the truth as well as the hidden meaning within it. For example, this case. On the surface, it seems like an ordinary fearless thief’s deviation… But something bigger is on the back side. What if we were connected?”
“Merka… Anyway, there are people who have actually suffered damage, so it’s not good to talk about it.”
“Excuse me. It’s definitely what you said. At the same time- I don’t think I’m wrong. For example… If there was someone who informed these thieves that ‘there are no landlords at this time, only the young master and maids.’ ?”
Aruru, who heard Merca’s words of hers, shut her mouth for a moment, and Cleon, in her role of hers, felt a growing sense of doubt about her words of hers.
“Then who is that?”
“If you are a human being who knows the family situation of the nobles well. First. They themselves. Second. The attendants who live with them. Of course, the first one cannot be- The second one was murdered when the maid was the only servant.”
Merca spread her fingers one, two, like that. Lastly she unfolds the third.
“It is another noble who knows the inner circumstances of a noble. Of course.”
Merka erased the expression her from her face her and spoke in a quiet voice.
At Merca’s words, Aruru’s steps her speed up a little and she approaches her.
“…Are you saying that this incident is part of a political strife between nobles? Merca.”
“I can’t say for sure yet. It’s just that there’s a possibility. I’ll have to catch the culprits and interrogate them to find out the details. I consider that possibility the greatest.”
Merca’s eyes her sparkle intelligently. What was nested in it was that the existence of the ugly human nature hidden behind the incident was stimulating his brain cells of her.
And, looking at Merca like that, Aruru let out a big sigh.
“Really. You haven’t changed from 10 years ago. You.”
“Really? Losing one arm and one leg. I think it’s changed a lot. I.”
At Merca’s words her, Aruru is at a loss as to what to do, but Askaron sneaks up to Aruru and whispers in her ear her.
“What you just said is a joke from the young lady.”
“It’s fine that you don’t have to explain one by one. Asuka Ron. As far as I can see, Arurui seems to be a bit hard-headed unless she’s it’s related to Cleon.”
“You’re too flexible…”
The two of them grumbled and walked forward.
Cleon, in Aruru’s appearance her, she felt once again the girlishness of her age that she had n’t felt when she was somewhere in her academy-no, she had only shown herself or Laila.
If Rail had been in her place, what would she have thought when she saw her?
“…”
No, such an ‘if’ would be meaningless.
With Cleon, she was able to block the rails. Rail confined Aruru to her ‘her ordinary life her’ and tried to force her to create her own happiness her.
Beyond the sparkling sunlight- Aruru’s figure was seen as a haze of commoner’s clothes over the aristocrat’s dress.
However, Aruru soon turns around and looks back at Cleon.
“What’s wrong, Cleon?”
“No… Nothing.”
Cleon hurried his steps a little and caught up with the two of them.
I wanted to look at the Aruru girl from a closer distance.
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“…That house.”
Cleon and his party looked at the nobleman’s mansion from a distance.
It was a bit small compared to other mansions in the vicinity, so it was hard to believe that it was a spacious commoner’s house.
It was enough to know at once what kind of economic difficulties they were facing, even from where they lived.
`I see. If aristocrats live in a place like this, it’s understandable that they care about the attention of others and showing off their status.’
Of course, if you were in the same situation, you would calmly find a way of life that suits your level.
“According to the letter, the mansion must be under surveillance somewhere. We need to get in without being seen.”
When Merca spoke like that, Cleon grabbed his hand her and raised the mana in his body her and spread it around him like a membrane.
“A veil of darkness.”
When the spell ended, Cleon’s body her completely assimilated into the surroundings and disappeared.
“… Amazing, that magic. Is it camouflage magic?”
As Merca looks at Cleon, she speaks with a slightly envious look.
“With this, I’ll be able to get inside without being noticed by them. Tell me what I can find.”
“Can’t you cast that magic on others?”
“It’s limited to the people who touch my body. It’s not enough to hold my hand… But I have to stick to it a little.”
When Cleon said that and dispelled her magic once, Merca nodded her head with a ‘hmm’.
She trudges, walks over, pats Cleon on the back, as if telling her to lower her stance a little—
“Uh… Tea.”
As it was, it was to ride on Cleon’s back her.
“…Merka…”
Aruru looks at Merca like that, then shakes her head while letting out her sigh.
Although Cleon himself has a slightly troubled expression.
Even though she was covered by a dress and a coat, when her body her was pressed down by the weight of her body her, her breasts her naturally conveyed their presence her even to Cleon’s back her.
“Now. Let’s go in with this. Let’s go. Cleon. The target is inside the mansion. It says that the murder scene has only been removed and preserved… So let’s go from there.”
“Haa… OK.”
Cleon spreads the veil of darkness all over her body once again without looking back at her Merca who said so.
Then, naturally, Cleon and Merca. Both sides disappeared.
Aruru and Ascaron could feel their existence through magical bonds with Cleon and Merca, respectively.
For those who didn’t, it would be impossible to even feel the existence of Cleon and Merca if they couldn’t use magic poetry of a higher level than Lyla.
“Sure. We’ll let you know if someone gets inside from the outside.”
“Be careful. Merca-sama and Cleon-sama.”
Saying that, Aruru and Ascaron see off the two of them.
Cleon catches his breath a little, then moves his legs in one breath and moves closer to the mansion.
And, while taking her eyes off the front door where she was suddenly standing, Merca, who was looking around here and there, seemed to be searching for her hidden objects in her.
“Usually for a mansion of this type…
And, as Merca promised, he found the entrance to the mansion, which was not a normal entrance, but a small alley between buildings that was difficult for others to see.
“…Really.”
“Look, am I right?”
A pleasant humming sound came from behind.
Cleon was able to safely enter the mansion through the back door with Merca on his back.
“…Good. I can’t feel the presence of people inside. It looks like we’re the only ones in this mansion right now.”
The place we entered was the mansion’s kitchen. The original purpose of this door that the two passed through must be to throw away the garbage generated in the kitchen.
Carefully place Merca on the ground, disarming her veil enchantment her and she looks around her kitchen her.
“Really, the more I look at Cleon’s ability, the more I like it. This time – after catching Alvein, why don’t you get a job at our Investigation Bureau?”
Her suggestion of her, as if she did n’t want to miss out on the talented person with the biggest guarantee of invisibility magic, strength, and above all, being trusted by Aruru.
Cleon, however, frowned slightly and turned her head in the direction he felt something in her.
“…Cleon?”
When a slightly different reaction than expected came back, she looked at Cleon with a slight bewilderment.
Cleonion, until then, only shook her head as she answered her call.
“Sorry Merka. I’m not pretending to be there… But there’s something. Inside this mansion. It doesn’t seem like an ordinary aristocratic mansion.”
“…”
At Cleon’s words, Merca seemed to think for a moment, then she took her first step.
“Well, good! Whatever it is, it seems that you are interested in it. It might be possible to go to the station from this side! How dare Aruru and I be interested in a spiky man.”
“Sleep, wait a minute Merca. If you go forward recklessly like that-“
“Staying still doesn’t mean that something will change, Cleon?”
And. Merka really took a step as if she were not afraid.
It seemed like they were going to blow away the ominous gaze that was looking at them.
And-
A chill passed through the backs of the two, but it was not enough to stop Merca.
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Alvein, who had transformed into a child, first went out into the streets and headed for the building where Cleon and his party her were staying.
Looking at his current appearance his, no one would think that he was Albain.
Even that filthy Cleon guy would see his cute self now and approach him without even dreaming that he was Alban.
If you aim for that time and stab him…
‘Perfect.’
The place he arrived with the same absurd plan was an inn a little bigger than Alban had thought.
“This place…? Heh, Cleon guy. You’re living in a bigger place than I thought. Well, anyway, compared to where I’m staying right now, it’s on the level of a country shack.”
Shrugging at the strange part, he hides in the corner of the surrounding alley and begins to observe the building.
Even so, he seemed to have taken great courage to knock on the door of the house.
And- after a while, when the door opens-
A girl with orange hair and additional beast ears and a tail.
A dark-haired girl trotted out after the girl.
“… Is that… Sanasia? That guy. The ears on top of his head his… And the other person- is he a member of the Dark Demon clan?”
Albein, who had no information about her realm her, looked at her and thought of this or that possibility of her.
Most naturally, for Cleon, he chooses a dishonorable guess.
`I see… Is it the hidden daughter? !`
If you grit your teeth while thinking the same thing-
The next moment, the eyes of Lilim and Alvein meet.
“…!”
‘Did you see this side now?’
Alvein quickly looked away, but stride, stride. He was trying to get ready to run away when someone walked this way-
‘No… Why should I run away? I have nothing to bow down to.’
While thinking the same thing, close to desperation, he faced Lilim head-on.
“Lilim? Who’s on that side? …Oh, you-“
And the girl who followed Lilim – Sasha.
I looked at Albein, who saw the girl’s figure her, and tilted her head…
“Are you lost? To be alone in a place like this. If you’re a blonde, you must be an aristocrat…”
At Sasha’s words, Lilim looks at Alvein and laughs.
“This kid. Stupid.”
“Who’s the fool!?”
…Perhaps it was impossible to infiltrate Alvein from the beginning.
