As his own daughter confronted Baron Cornell, the father watched it from afar.
Because Kite, who is not an associate, could not get close.
It is also difficult to be withdrawn from suspicion or to stop the assassination.
So to some extent, I had to distance myself and observe my daughter's behavior from the side.
I'd like to manage to get a little closer, but that would be difficult too.
There was an escort mage nearby.
I can guess about that with the signs.
When you're teething about keeping away from your daughter's side, someone shows up to give you a help ship.
Harmonia.
When she grabbed the sleeve of Kate's ritual robe, she asked if she could get into the dance ring.
Bright red on the face, accompanied by this resistance.
"Beh, it's not that I want to dance with my teacher or anything, but I thought if I joined that ring, I could get close to nature and Fiona."
But obviously she seems to be confused between public and private.
However, since it is a good proposal, I decided to take that suggestion.
Harmonia grinned "Yatta", but Kate stumbled on the poker face.
Silently take her hand and start a social dance.
I was bad at social dance, but if I had lived a thousand years, I would have remembered about the basic mould.
I could dance to such an extent that I was indispensable to Harmonia, and I didn't have to step on her feet.
- Harmonia stepped on me about three times.
"Oh, sorry"
And, as much as I was apologized for, when Harmonia could dance properly, she whispers in Kate's ear.
"Dr. Kite, will the measures that Dr. Kite has in mind really work?
"Make it work."
And, lying.
"From what I've heard, I feel pretty reckless"
"Is it that reckless? Operation Fiona dares to take poison and arrest him for assassination."
"... reckless or I think bold invincible"
"You have to be bold and invincible. The opponent is noble. I can't hang it without clear evidence."
"But are the Fionas really okay with taking poison? That's where I'm worried."
"I'm fine. I have been given the antidote beforehand. The poison Baron Cornell prepared is the pus of Fafnir. The antidote was developed hundreds of years ago."
"Who developed it?
It's me, I can't say. Harmonia hides that he is a thousand years sage.
"The effect is perfect. I can say with confidence."
I've tested it hundreds of times, and it's what I give my beloved daughter to drink.
In the unlikely event that hundreds of millions are taken into account.
"Problem is, what's going on?"
"Subsequent developments, is it?
"I'm confident I can tailor Baron Cornell to the assassin's current offender, but then if I can get around well, I'll be fine. It's not poisonous or anything. and could also be cut white"
"Right. That villain face is going to get away with it."
Harmonia doesn't hide prejudice.
"Actually, that's what happens now and then."
I agree with you with a bitter laugh, but Harmonia connects to these words.
"But it's about the teacher. You have a good plan for catching that villain, don't you?
And I whispered.
"There is one thing"
Kite answers briefly.
"And I'm guessing the operation is already under way."
"Sort of."
Harmonia smiled when Kate said so.
And then he gets confused and buries his face in Kite's chest.
"I knew the teacher was amazing. He even drove it back then to save me and Fiona. Now Isma will save you, too. Teacher is my hero after all."
When she said that, she reached for and hugged Kate's back.
In public, therefore, I wanted to take a distance, but such imitation in such a place would stand out.
As a result, Kite thought.
In a way, I thought maybe this girl was a better fighter.
With that in mind, Kate watched to see if things would change well.
While Kate and Harmonia were playing, Fiona and Isma were at the poles of tension.
Because what Kate explained happened.
Fiona's father, Kite the Thousand Years Wise, prophesied that Baron Cornell would wipe away the wine and poison it, but he was right.
Encourage underage Fiona and Isma to drink wine.
"In empires, when engaged, we have the habit of putting a drink in our mouth that mimics God's blood. shape only, so have a sip or two"
and made Isma's lady prepare a glass of wine.
Regardless of the act of making minors drink alcohol, the custom was natural to the public, and Baron Cornell was an offer that, in form, could not be rejected as a heavy town of the clan, plus the Empire's heavy minister, Isma's position.
Besides, Baron Cornell also said this dialogue when he prepared wine wisely.
Whisper this to Fiona and the others on the road.
"No way, Ismire-like and Master Lilina suspect me? I thought I'd poison you."
And I'm going to take control of the front desk.
"There are some things in the world that make the scenery of me taking over the Granitz family, etc., but I have no such intention. There's no way we can do harm to the owners and wives of the Granitz family."
When Baron Cornell said something that was not in his heart, he swallowed the wine into a glass himself, a testament to that, and drank it up.
"It's not poisoned, is it?
And Cornell laughs thinly.
There's no way it's poisoned or anything.
Because the poison is not on a bottle of wine, but on a glass.
Yes, the slow toxicity, 'Fafnir's pus', is painted on the wine glass.
Speaking of how I applied it to my wine glass, it was a simple way.
I bought the woman with the glass.
Baron Cornell and his female gaze intersect. It's intentional.
Fiona realized it because her father, Kate, had prophesied about it.
Kate had read it in advance and told her daughters.
After that, if we rode Cornell's thoughts and drank wine in that glass, Cornell's evil should have been exposed.
Capture him on the spot with the assassination perpetrator.
That was the measure of kite, but in fact, when it came to drinking wine, Fiona and Isma were just bare.
Antidote is taken beforehand.
The Fionas also had full faith in Kite and were convinced that drinking it would not kill them, but still, it took courage to speak up.
This is particularly true in the case of Fiona.
Poison, of course, because I have never even drunk alcohol.
But things aren't going as they are, and worst of all, Fiona and the others may feel that there are measures here because of their attitude.
Fiona, who thought so, put her mouth on the wine with the intention of drinking up even bitter pills.
Isma who watched it similarly drinks wine.
Baron Cornell, watching the appearance, slowly distorted his mouth.
(Stupid little girls. Drink up properly)
I wouldn't put it in my mouth, but I had that look on my face.
Now a few hours later, the young fiancées who will head the Granitz family will have a heart attack and die unemployed.
Everything was as Cornell muscled it.
- Except for one miscalculation.
As Cornell is convinced of the victory and giggles damned, he realizes the venue is teetering.
A certain group approached me as if to block the music of the orchestra or the conversation of nobility.
It took a few seconds for them to realize that they were this imperial policing unit.
Unexpectedly, the blood caught on, but Cornell recreated his expression and did something with vigour.
"What is it? This is the Granitz family's private residence. Even a man who keeps the security of the Empire is not a good place to get in for no reason."
I shouted so, but the answer to it did not come with Cornell's expectations.
Says the captain and thoughtful figure of the unit.
"For a reason. I have been summoned by Ismire, the main agent of this house."
"Ismire!?
The baron stares at the Ismire boy.
But both Isma and Fiona flickered back at the Baron with a resolute look.
And Isma pointed to the baron, and said away:
"This thing is unsuccessfully a criminal targeting the lives of me and my wife, Lilina. Arrest him, and bring him to justice under fair law."
"What, you little brat! Where is such evidence?"
Cornell shouts so, but Isma didn't move into that anger either.
Fiona too.
Fiona dressed as Lilina says.
"It's here if you have proof. This glass is heavily poisoned, called the 'pus of Fafnir'. The poison was obtained by Baron Cornell on the dark market and made to be painted on this maid. Look it up and you'll see."
I couldn't stop saying it because I was practicing with Kite beforehand, but Cornell still didn't shut up.
I guess it was assumed that they would wash where the poison was obtained.
Cornell laughs damned.
(You idiot. Where can I get the poison? The magician who purchased it has already finished it, and the person who purchased it on his behalf is not already a person in this world)
And Cornell goes on in his mind.
(I will not betray this woman in front of me. I have a family for the hostages. There's nothing wrong with betraying me. With as much power as I have, I can grip that much evidence, as much as I want)
I laughed so spirally, but the word never lasted until the end.
For an unexpected man appeared.
The person was capturing a person who would never show up on this occasion and rolled in front of Cornell to throw the person away.
Seeing, the other day, a magician who had attacked Isma was lying down with a rope jerked off.
He is the user of spiritual magic, the belly of Cornell, and the inhabitant of the dark world.
The majority of the dirty work was drawn up with this man, and had him executed.
He's the one who holds all the information the world shouldn't know.
(If so, stupid, how the hell did you get this guy!?
And how did you let that man with a strong mouth crack open his mouth?
Cornell thought so, but it was the magician in the robe who answered that.
It is the kite of the millennial sage.
Regardless, Cornell doesn't know that Kate is a wise man who lived a thousand years.
Plus I didn't even know that Kite's master was the bloody witch Iris Seymour, whose seymour moved behind and captive a man.
I didn't even know Kate had any more secrets, but still Cornell seems to cut white.
I can escape this period.
I couldn't help but laugh at the fact that I believed it would help.
Kate said to Cornell, pointing her pitiful gaze in a way.
"Now, Frederick von Cornell, a typical villain aristocrat"
When I prefaced that, this is how I went on.
"You can make excuses over this period. You don't seem to think you're a rope, do you?
Cornell screams.
"Naturally! Who do you think I am? A nobleman among the valley nobles, a nobleman among the nobles. No one can punish me. Even if it's an imperial policing mechanism."
That being said, I will stare at the captain of the policing unit.
In fact, the captain of the policing unit was limping up.
At the request of the Granitz family owner, and without the bloody witch, I don't know what to do.
The small-owner type troop leader was worried about which side to side with, alternating between Cornell and Kite.
Kate decides to hit her hand so that the troop leader can make a quick decision.
It was Baron Cornell's decision to take the lead in confessing.
Kate said in such a tone that she could deceive the troop leader who was blue-whiting her face.
"Rest assured, Your Majesty. I'll shut this man up now. Besides, Baron Cornell doesn't even need to be questioned. In a few minutes, you'll confess your sins from yourself and start begging for your life. All the nobles here will be witnesses at that time. If you do, even the great nobles will be able to capture you without any problems."
Cornell laughed with his nose when he heard the words, but the laughter didn't last long either.
Because Kite executed finitely and shut Cornell up.
When Kate took the bottle out of her nose, she showed it to Cornell.
It was a drug of color I had seen somewhere.
It was a bottle I had seen somewhere.
It only took a few seconds to realize that was the 'pus of Fafnir' prepared by Cornell.