Black Haired King

"... what's wrong"

I looked up at the ceiling and thought to myself, looking at the stains on the ceiling.

Why am I thinking alone? That's because Rona didn't come back to the mansion for a day.

If you're Rona's age, maybe you don't have to worry about it. In fact, I've never been back in the past. However, in that case, it was only when I asked for the Adventurer Alliance, or something like me, that I never came home without saying anything like this one.

Even when you couldn't tell me directly without the right time, you were always asking soldiers, samurai, someone else for a message, and this time there's nothing. I asked everyone in this mansion, but no one seemed to hear that kind of talk, and he had a puzzling look on his face.

... call the soldiers who are giving them a vacation. I feel sorry for you before I gave you a vacation, but I can't even say that. If you put Rona's safety and the soldiers' vacation on the scale, it's naturally Rona's safety to lean. Because I will give the soldiers another day off when they return to their territory.

… do you want help from Tirisia as well? The Knights' girlfriends know the king's capital better than we do. It would be more certain than we would look for the Darkless Arrow Cod.

I call soldiers who remain as escorts, give instructions to gather soldiers on vacation, and write a letter to Tilicia. I won't ask you to go directly to the Count. I really just want to go and ask you to hurry up, but that's where something called nobility comes in.

I usually wield so much power, and there's nothing like it, but this is still the Count. It has a lot of power. If I suddenly go and ask for help like that, I'll be in trouble. Around here, nobility is a hassle.

When I was working on that, I noticed it was noisy outside. And I could hear you running down the hallway with a doozy. Dovan in the next moment!! and a door that opens up in momentum. There, a breathless Ares stood.

"... what's going on, Ares? Such a hurry."

I asked, did you rush here too long? It seems like it's going to take a while to breathe. It looks pretty painful. Is something wrong? I look up and see if I've calmed down after waiting for a while.

"" Oh, I'm sorry, I came suddenly. I was in a hurry, so my breath went up. "

"That's fine, is something wrong? In such a hurry."

"Oh, yeah, Redius, it's tough! Count Eshford was killed!!

That's what I'm going to say in panic, Ares. But for a moment I didn't know why I was in such a hurry.

Sure it's important that the Count was killed, but enough for Ares to rush to tell me? And I lean my neck unexpectedly.

But that's where I remembered yesterday. Count Eshford was surely a nobleman who was about to marry Ares.

That way, I do know Ares will panic so far. Because I am not irrelevant. It was just not the only thing Ares was panicking about.

"Besides, the killer who killed the Count... said she was a brunette!!

When I heard that word, I couldn't react. However, what came to mind was Rona's face, which never came home last night.

No way, Rona did? I thought about that for a moment, but the moment I found out, I was beating myself up. Ares screaming when he sees it.

... What a big idiot I am. Believe me, I can't believe you can't say enough about Lorna who likes me so much that she doubts me for a second. One more time I try to beat myself up, and Ares, who was watching, rushes to grab my arm and stop. He figured out why I did this. You mistake me for saying it in a bad way.

I sit in my seat to stop self-loathing and listen. Let Ares sit too.

"Suddenly it was bad. I doubted Rona a little bit. I couldn't forgive myself."

"I know how that feels, but suppress it now. So, what about Rona?

When I shake my neck sideways to Ares' question, I get a pretty difficult look. Ares also thinks that if Rona were here, the story would have been different.

This is what happened when I asked Ares about it. Yesterday, apparently, the Earl of Osteen was putting out a use for the Earl of Eshford. The reason, of course, is to talk about Ares.

I put out a use for it and they seemed to want me to come today. For this reason, I sent out a confirmation envoy this morning, and a crowd was formed in front of the mansion, where the envoy heard that the Earl had died.

Besides, he seemed to know what the killer looked like at that point, encouraging him to listen and be vigilant about brunette women.

I heard that story. Count Osteen said he sent Ares to me. Maybe Count Osteen was also a brunette and Rona came to mind. Dark hair is rarely present. Besides, being a woman is pretty limited.

That's what I heard. We decided to go find Rona soon. Because I couldn't wait here like this. That's why I tried to leave the mansion.

"Thank you for waiting, Count Arnold"

And the knights stopped me in front of the mansion. The chest is engraved with a silver tiger crest. Looks like one of the Knights of the Country, the Silver Tiger Knights. Blonde knight in front of that one. Look at my hair. I scorn it. I'll look at it with my eyes. This doesn't look like it's going to be easy for you to get through.