Chapter 56 – 5. Tamed Beasts Do Not Bite Masters (6)
The sealed seal is very familiar. The old-fashioned writing style and the large seal underneath it are also clearly those of the Seal of the Seal. The name written on the sender is Victoria Bernhard, but the pattern engraved on the seal is clearly a symbol used by the last monarch of the kingdom.
My father-in-law, her father-in-law.
“Alexander Bernhard…….”
We swore to be married, but we had to give up a lot. I was the Führer’s male prostitute, and she was the princess of a ruined country.
I couldn’t even register my marriage properly and had to confine myself to Partenope as a political refugee.
“Who is this letter from?”
“It says Victoria.”
When I met Victoria, my father-in-law had already passed away. Naturally, she didn’t even have a one-on-one relationship with me. She said that even if she was alive, she would not have blessed our relationship. It is said that he was a very authoritative person befitting a ruined monarch.
“Her wife knows that she died at the hands of His Excellency.”
“No, that was what I did.”
“Okay. Then what she said at the front door…….”
I didn’t even have to nod my head. Adele swallowed her words when she saw me gently biting her lip. Memory overflow magic is to share only the facts that the target remembers by flooding them. And human memory is always imperfect.
What would happen if you use flood magic on a target with distorted memories? In all likelihood, the person to whom it is shared will accept it as the truth without a shadow of a doubt.
“May I ask about his end?”
I couldn’t even open my mouth. He said that he had stabbed Victoria in the back with the knife Beatrix had handed him, and that he had tried to save Cecchilier, but she couldn’t, and that he had seen her trampled to death.
“I saw her dying with my own two eyes.”
Victoria is dead. The daughter of her royal family ended her life after being betrayed by the person she loved so much. Her body was never recovered, but I took her life with absolute certainty. That’s why Beatrix passed without a confirmed kill.
“Did you see the body?”
“No, there was too much going on there.”
However, even though her memories were distorted, she clearly remembered her wife’s death.
“Of course I did step back after that.”
They tried to collect the bodies of Victoria and Cecilia, just as they did to find the whereabouts of the missing Leona Schultz. I tried to bury her together by collecting her belongings and setting up a tombstone. I don’t know if she deserves it or not, but I was going to wish her well.
But it didn’t.
“When I found Partenope again, it was a mess. The neighborhood we lived in was devastated, and the small house was turned into ashes. And the body was gone without a trace.”
“Are you both your wife and your daughter?”
“Yeah, it wasn’t just the body. Everything that could be a keepsake, from the furniture we picked together to the treasures of the kingdom, was all gone.”
At first I thought it might be too late. That doesn’t mean she didn’t despair, but she didn’t get the idea that Victoria might be alive.
Because at that time, Partenope was in chaos. There were people who collected the bodies with good intentions and built burial grounds, while others stole valuable items to survive.
“Are you alive?”
“It is impossible. If so, why haven’t you come to see me? Above all, Beatrix was there. That Queen, Beatrix Adler, no one else.”
“Are you saying that it’s someone’s trick?”
“I don’t know…….”
The letter was undoubtedly genuine. The way the seal was sealed, the seal stamped on the outside, and even the handwriting used for the sender were the same. Even though it is rare, even the fact that she used the symbol of her father whenever she had to send a letter as a princess of a ruined country is the same.
“Victoria was royalty. Even if she is a ruined country, she once grew up learning the knowledge that only such a status could have. It is never easy to imitate her.”
In the same context, there is one point that this letter suggests.
“The wax, the seal, the font, and even the seal stamped with the seal. Not just anyone can write a letter this thorough and meticulous.”
The sender of the letter must at least know Victoria well.
“Someone is blatantly revealing the existence of the royal family.”
It is a letter that looks as if it was sent by the person who sees it. You can tell just by looking at the surface. But who was it that ended Victoria’s life? None other than me Even though she was not able to put her body in the burial place, the probability that she is still alive is low as she has a vivid memory of stabbing her in a vital spot.
But who else could she send a letter like this to? Not even the Führer’s official residence, but the Draken House in Luneburg!
“It must be an aide.”
“Victoria has no family of her own. Her father-in-law said she died soon after, and her only execution was in the chaos of civil war.”
“Sometimes there may be people closer than family and relatives.”
Certainly, the princess of the ruined country was popular even though it was like that. Leona, who helped us escape without having to go far, was also her network. In addition, she was absent after getting on the express train to Parthenope, but her wife had many followers who could not forget the glory of her kingdom.
“Do you have a letter knife?”
Adele nodded and put her hand on the hem of her sleeve. Eventually, what she took out was a blade about a hand’s length long. It was too ugly to be called a letter knife, so it was embarrassing. Deeply realizing that the slave in front of me was from a back alley in Saxony, I opened the letter as soon as I received the knife.
I gently scraped off the sealed seal and cut the seams neatly.
“…… Fuck.”
The contents inside were shocking in every sense. Every time I turned over a dozen photos, I handed them to Adele.
“I will turn around.”
What the picture contained was fornication. The fornication of a man and a woman, set here in the Draken House in Luneburg.
“From the first day I came here to yesterday, everything is there.”
I couldn’t bear to check all of the seven or so photos and threw them in front of Adele. She touched her forehead and chewed on what the hell was going on. Of course, the man and woman who appeared in the photo were Seo Jeong-woo and Adele Schneider, and fornication meant the assistants of the past few days.
“How am I supposed to take this? That her supposedly dead wife planted a spy in her residence? Is she accusing her husband of being infatuated with her sex like a prodigal?”
“There must be an enclosed letter, but I can’t see it. At least, there must be some letters written on it so that we can guess the intention.”
“I don’t know what the hell you’re going to do with me.”
“I don’t think any of the employees at the official residence have been paid to by the person who sent this letter.”
Adele said. I was in awe. Even I, who had been prepared to a certain extent, was ashamed, but I didn’t know how I could be so calm as a person involved in a shameful affair.
“First of all, this photo was not taken with an ordinary camera. It is the product of engineering that has been treated magically, or the output of magic used in espionage.”
“Yes, most of them were taken at night. Being able to take pictures in a dimly lit room without getting noticed is something that no ordinary camera can do.”
“There’s no reason why you can’t get a piece of engineering treated with magic, or a scroll of magic used for espionage. However, most of the time, the general public is not even aware of its existence. Even in the military, it is a product that only a very limited number of people use. It is very difficult to find a tool like this for a teaching assistant who has been in Saxony like me.”
“So, what is the conclusion?”
“It is the courtesy snitch who took the picture. This must also have been the process of reporting the master’s every move. And I think the letter contains the meaning of advice and ridicule. Perhaps he wanted to say this to his master. Are you still unable to get out of His Excellency’s palm?”
The informant obeys Beatrix’s orders and watches over me. The photo here is part of that surveillance, and the person who sent the letter wants to steal it and tell me. That you are still playing on the Führer’s palm.
“If you look closely at these photos, the quality is strangely poor. Looking at the composition or whatever, it’s a good photo, but it’s a strange thing. Perhaps the informant was provided with the tools necessary for the secret filming by His Excellency.”
“If so, should I inspect my belongings?”
“It will be useless. According to my opinion, this picture must have been from a nearby village. It must have been sent by one of the employees who have been out since dawn this morning. The person who sent the letter must have known about it and passed it on.”
That’s what it says. Whether it’s a camera, an engineering product, or even a scroll. I’ve taken and sent all the pictures I need for a report, and no idiot still has anything to prove. If there was a real culprit among the hirelings who went out to town, they would have been destroyed long ago.
“And this photo is a copy.”
“How can you be so determined?”
“Here is a picture of me bowing down to my master. The position of the furniture is reversed left and right. It must be a trace of the original being copied in a hurry, as well as the strangely poor quality.”
There was no bookstore. Adele’s reasoning was correct. It was thanks to meticulous examination based on clear evidence.
“I don’t know what the sender wants. But I think I can tell where you’re trying to call me.”
Eventually, what she presented was the last of her dozen photos. It was a certain photo that I couldn’t confirm because I couldn’t bear the burden after turning about seven pages.
“It’s a coniferous forest with fog.”
“The road in the background must be…….”
“It’s on the way up to the villa.”
In addition, if you look more closely, you can see the milestones of Luneburg.
“It must be right down there somewhere.”
In one corner of the photo, the date of the day was written. I don’t know if I would have written down the date of development when I saw it without knowing it, but it’s not as much as today.
“Stamps and postmarks! There was nothing really important in the letter. The guy who sent it personally walked up to the mailbox in the yard and put it in.”
“Yes, and the date on the picture…….”
“…… It must mean that you will be waiting here until today.”
If you are going out, now is the time. Coincidentally, most of the employees went down to the village. If you want to rendezvous without getting caught, you must immediately change your clothes and go to the place indicated by the picture.
“What do you think about it?”
“There is no option not to go.”
“As expected.”
I decided to open all the other letters as well. Thus, she discarded the trifling socialite invitations and read Otto’s worry-filled correspondence to harden her heart.
“Otto is asking for his regards out of place. For the time being, we can get through it even if it’s just the two of us with Feininger, so let’s rest enough and wake up.”
“You have good friends.”
There is no other word more suitable for this situation than that. I am able to be here because of Otto’s consideration and Elizabeth’s sacrifice.
“…… Adele.”
“Yes, Master.”
Rested enough Even if it is a trap, I have to go to the place in the picture. Because we have to find out who dares to assume Victoria Bernhard’s name. And we have to find out who is using her keepsakes in Partenope as they please.
“Come on, get ready to go.”
“Are you all right?”
“You are right. There are no other options.”
Be sure to remove the horns as well. I don’t know how the hell things got this far, but if you thought that you would run away frightened, you’d be wrong.
“All right. Then, I will prepare clothes for you to change into right away.”
“Please.”
I confront
“A command is fine.”
With the new booklet here.
