Drop!! ～A Tale of the Fragrance Princess～ (WN)

Christina's legs were faster than Cordelia imagined.

(If only I were a little taller......!

This may be the first time I've seriously resented my little body.

The length of a step is different where I ran so hard. As it is, it can be difficult to catch up with Christina chasing the youth. Cordelia, who decided so, saw Emina. Go ahead. That's what I tried to say, but Emina's judgment was different.

"Ma'am, please be careful, it will increase your speed"

If you say so or no or Emina speaks a small word, Cordelia's feet had the feeling of being bounced to the ground.

(Emina's sorcery?

I don't know what I interfered with. But my body feels lighter than before, and Emina is speeding up, as she said. But not surprisingly, Cordelia quickly concentrated on Christina's back.

The young man seems to have run a narrow road, and Christina also runs to a narrow alley.

(I hope you're not too far from the big street...!

Just one off the boulevard changes the atmosphere. Of course it is the youth who are determining the way. It's not like Christina's choosing. Anxiety is great.

"It's okay, ma'am. If we keep this up - it's a dead end."

As Emina said, I caught up with Christina and the youth as they went through a narrow path for a while. Christina was out of breath, but the impatience of a young man who was nevertheless in decline was stronger. There was also such a possibility that he would run away again poking Christina, but that possibility was wiped out by Emina. Emina created a dirt wall behind herself in an instant that blocked the alley at the same time as catching up. It's too high to jump over easily.

(... Emina can use magic to interfere with the earth)

Probably the same acceleration as earlier. It's not strange to be able to use it, given that she's a former nobleman. The look on the face of the young man who saw the wall created by Emina further solidified.

"Dear Cordelia, Mr. Emina. I'm sorry I jumped out on my own."

"Than that, this one...?

Cristina, who let her breath out, remains on her back to the Cordelias. So I don't know the expression. But the tension came through.

"He is the son of a Flora Silk union executive and producer of Flora Silk.... What do you mean, Ted"

The young man, called Ted, looked down. He looks ill-decided... and looks like a scolded child too. Of course it's not such a cute story if you're involved in a fake case. He remained silent for a while as he was pulling his mouth tied, but eventually uttered words and lifted his eyes.

"... right. I'm not bad at anything...... bad at all......!

At the same time I thought the cordelia that I saw was bad, Ted got his nostalgia and kicked the ground to Christina.

Cordelia aggressively threw the seed she had hidden from her right cuff between the youth and Christina. Activate magic at the same time, rapidly growing plants. The plant tangled the arms of the youth. The knife rolled at the young man's feet.

"I couldn't help but act because I was confused."

Cordelia threw up the words with her right hand sticking forward.

Ted, distorted by Cordelia's words, slightly changed that look when he saw Christina though. There seemed to be some relief in that look, and Cordelia found it strange as she frowned. But I didn't ask. Christina opened her mouth before Cordelia continued her words.

"Are you involved in the disguise?

……

"What do you mean? Say it, Ted Donnelly. By implicating you, you and... your family have also worked wrongfully? Deny me if I'm wrong."

Christina's voice was slightly trembling, but it was a core voice. Cordelia thought it was such an impression that she was trying to keep all the mixed emotions down and calm...

"... even I wouldn't have to do this if I was born a nobleman"

"What..."

Ted's words are small voices, but they are not as loud as they can ever be heard.

Ted had a distorted grin when Christina, who frowned, inquired.

"I'm the one who wholesaled the interwoven flora silk. I wanted money."

"Money?"

"Yeah. Of course, thanks to Flora Silk, I think our income is wealthier than the common people of the King's Capital. But that wasn't enough for me.... I want drugs that only the rich can buy."

"" Drugs that only the rich can buy?

Christina and Cordelia's voices overlapped. Ted continued his words as he bruised and laughed at those two.

"If you're rich, you can buy it, right? There's a cure for the aftermath of dark fever."

"Huh?"

"But even a somewhat dangerous bridge I had to cross to buy. Because we're not rich...!

Cordelia also knew the name of the disease.

That is a disease that also caused the 'Winter of Darkness' when Cordelia was three years old. The winter years of darkness were a worldwide epidemic, but the disease has not disappeared since. Although it is a disease that never heals, there may be deaths depending on the symptoms, and in some cases the sequelae, including partial paralysis, remain. Of course, research is under way and medicines continue to improve, but the symptoms are slightly different each year, so what can still be considered a special effect is not complete.

(But where did you hear that from?

From his condition, I can imagine that perhaps a loved one close to him suffered from the disease, and that he left behind the aftermath. But I didn't know the basis for him to say so. Christina also voiced confusion.

"I've never heard of such drugs."

"It's a lie. If you're serious, the lady's just ignorant."

"It's not just Master Christina, I don't know either. I've had the disease, too. So I'm watching... I don't know. If the Wang Du's pharmacist asks, the answer won't change."

Cordelia also followed Christina's words to Ted, who did not believe them.

Of course, Ted immediately tried to deny "that," but Cordelia wouldn't let the word go on.

"Besides, if such drugs really exist, wealthy aristocrats shouldn't die of dark fever, right? But that's not actually true. Children with more magic are susceptible to more serious illnesses. There are examples of death, and there are after-effects."

Ted shook his head even more in Cordelia's words. And "It's a lie," he mutters again. Cordelia continued her pale words as she saw how Ted was doing.

"I do not deny, of course, that nobility will set up a better environment for treatment. I'll even try the latest medicine. But the medicine you want doesn't exist yet. If that's what you heard, you're being deceived."

"That's a lie!!... Those people give me a lot of money, even an advance... without any quality..."

"Even what the man who instructed you to deceive people said?

Ted uttered the words in such a way that he could breathe out humbly.

Cordelia had a consciousness that she was pointing a harsh gaze at her opponent. I have sympathy for the situation. But I can't even do what I didn't see. There are people who have been deceived, and I can feel that the other side is an industrial spy. Then I couldn't help but focus on my expression.

"'Cause really... the kid who said he got better with the pills, he talked to me..."

"The thing that I think is weird, wasn't there one?

…………

Ted silenced on Cordelia's inquiry. It was Christina who spoke to Ted like that.

"You've been hit by a play."

"... ugh."

Her emotions were different and sympathetic than Cordelia's. It rocked Ted's conscience and seemed to strongly elicit the guilt he would have had originally.

"Well... me, why... people, deception... meaning... but so"

Is it because of the waves of emotion that you spin your words in confusion? Hope crushed, guilt, incredible thoughts, maybe a lot of emotions. Ted is repeating words that just don't make sense.

(... I wasn't expecting this to be a good story, but I feel really bad about this result)

Even though she felt that way, Cordelia asked Ted clerically.

"On what scale did you distribute it? This is the first time Christina has noticed this. Were you there before that?

"... and not there"

"Really?"

"True! I received the advance three years ago, and I'm pretty sure I had a plan. But it was not so easy to mislead the eyes of the union. I didn't even tell my father this story, so... I was making it, but I didn't have enough to sell it. I still don't wholesale anything but that store."

"If that's true, the damage is minimal.... do you know the store you were wholesale is a fig?

"I don't know that. But... I don't think I know it as far as we're talking. The route development to wholesale itself was followed by the person who told me the story. I've never been heard of in person, so I..."

Ted, who was replying to me like he had given me back, was at the end of the day biting off his lips.

To see how that goes, I don't know until I really look into the details, but Cordelia figured he wasn't lying at least right now. That's why I wonder.

"If that story is true, it's weird."

"... deceiving people. My story sounds like a lie,"

"No, I'm not.... I'm saying it's too small to work fraud to make sense."

Ted opened his eyes to Cordelia's words. Christina, on the other hand, was also nodding, "Sure," she said. Cordelia explained to one confused Ted.

"I just wholesaled it to one store...... this is weird to say, but it's not worth the risk as much as I'm getting ready for trouble. Assuming I tried 'How much fake can pass in the King's Capital'... even if it was for God's sake it would be unnatural. Then a con man who deceived you would be better suited to talk honestly like you."

……

"... but you're not talking about doing it here. Once we get a location..."

Let's change. Yeah, Cordelia couldn't say enough. A strong chill ran through my back and I couldn't keep the word going. That's Ted's direction, but behind him, from a high position...

"That's surprising. I should have erased the signs, but they found me."

Since when?

At least the humans who weren't supposed to be there when we arrived were looking down at the Cordelias from the top of the building. You'd be a young man to deduce from your voice, but I'm not sure what they look like besides wearing a hood deep.

But despite the distance, the young man's... I learned a heartbeat that his voice, which he was never tense, could clearly reach.

"Who are you?

The voice I gave back is never loud. But it seemed to reach the youth well.

"Unfortunately, I don't have enough names for you to remember. I'm just wondering if you'd know what position I'm in if you saw Ted's face?

Look, I was rushed, and Cordelia saw Ted's expression even as she alerted her opponent. Ted doesn't see him. But Ted was blue-faced when he heard the voice.

"... is that who you turned Ted into?

Cordelia said on behalf of Ted, who has no voice.

I was eavesdropping on this conversation. I'm almost certain of it. But if that's the case, I don't know why. I can't read any of the mastermind intentions that come out in situations where I don't have to bother. That's good too if you're a simple fool, but I didn't make you say that your situation is like that when you feel cold sweat.

But the man denied the question.

"I'm not the one who turned him away. Everyone who turned him around has been caught. I'm the one who took over."

"... what do you mean?

"Hmmm... if I say it softly, it lacks fun, but, well, okay. It was the abalones who sent the little girl to you to give her back. You know what I mean?

The young man who said so continued to look like he was having fun.

Cordelia, of course, knew immediately what the word meant. It's about Lara. And if he's right, it was those Dark Alliance humans who turned Ted away.

I guess I felt Cordelia guessed, men keep talking more pleasantly.

"You look like you understand, the Pameladian lady. After all, that was your instruction. The Counts and knights should not allow such a suspicious child to be invited to the Mansion. So I don't think it's possible that it's normal... but it was really around."

"You know that... you're one of them."

"It's kind of humiliating to be called a fellow, but, well, I guess I'll admit it's the same hole of a pigeon.... Oh, but don't worry about harming her. I'm not interested in that kid, and he doesn't know the organization very well. I can't seem to use it if I can't bring him back."

Saying so, the youth jumped out of the building. Despite the height, the landing almost didn't make me feel shocked. The youth slowly took one step at a time.

"Ted, you didn't properly introduce yourself. I'm a backpacker. So are the people who introduced you to the job. That's what you said about the dangerous bridge you were crossing."

"Nah..."

"Didn't you think it was such a dangerous place? Most of the ladies said so, so now it is. There's no medicine, Ted, and you were just fooled. To steal Flora Silk's technology. Of course they were going to make some change with the alternating weave of the prototype."

That's how the youth stopped right behind Ted.

"So if it's true, by the time 'those people' got caught, the truth is, Ted was wasting his time making fakes. There was no one who wanted to take over."

………

"I wouldn't have cared if I had a plan like this either... I heard an Orcott lady with a connection to the Pameladia family sniffed it up, so I thought I'd give it a try"

"... play?

Cordelia frowned at a word that didn't suit her. The young man hoisted his mouth.

"Yes. A child buried a man of despair who abandoned his pride and defiled his own hands, and a man of the Dark Alliance, albeit a lowlife Azhu. It might be interesting to see it in a good set. I'm so glad you ran into me the way I thought you would. Cheesy, but it wasn't a bad play"

As if it were really an audience, the youth enjoyed slapping their hands.

Cordelia took control of Christina trying to take a step against such a young man. The young man was strangely convinced of the way it was going, "Yeah, it's a good decision after all," he said.

"I liked it when you didn't jump in here despite all the bad guys."

"... not that I want you to like it. But I'm surprised you feel inferior."

"Rather than being conscious, I wonder if that's what happens from the public."

Cordelia is strong enough to say it back, but it's not like she can afford it.

I want to step in if I just say how I feel. I just can't read the other person's powers at all. We're showing room, but there's no gap. Instead of stepping in, I can't even grasp the time to escape.

The young man slowly walked over to Ted and placed his right hand on Ted's shoulder as Cordelia asked about his opponent's condition.

"Ted, you don't have to be scared, either. I told you, didn't I? I wanted to see your desperate face. [M] Of course if I buried your cherished sister, I think it would stain me with more despair... but that kind of face doesn't really boil my interest because I've already seen it in others scattered. 'Big deal' I said, too, because you can sue me for fraud at best, so it's within my expectations, right?

The man who said so held the hood up slightly with his left hand.

There was a laid-back eye, but it opened slowly between them.

It was bright red fox eyes that showed up.

(red-eye......?

Although rare, it's not like we don't have red eyes besides ourselves.

But it is definitely characteristic. Cordelia took a breath.

"Pameladia's daughter. No, should I call you Mr. Cordelia? You look pretty funny. Why don't you play with me if you want? You're welcome."

"" Don't be ridiculous "

The voice that was subjected to Cordelia's objections belonged to Christina. Cordelia took her breath into a narrative that was too strong. Christina was turning her face bright red. Christina raved her voice in a way that they were not alone.

"I don't know everything you're saying, but I also know that you're a hell of a person. What? Keep people sad...... sure Ted did something wrong. But what do you want to see that face? And some of them were fooled by that silk!?

But Christina's words only entertained the youth.

"Oh, my God, you know Olcott's daughter. I just enjoyed what he deserved, and it's up to the buyer to fail to see through the silk. Mostly people who bought a crossed weave, mistake what they really want for a fig? If it's awfully inexpensive in the first place, you question it, right?

"Don't be ridiculous!

"I'm not kidding. But if you want, why don't we just joke about it?

The young man who said so pulled his sword out of his waist. I don't feel like killing from him. But I wouldn't hesitate to hurt you either. Cordelia doesn't know how far his' kidding 'has gone, but she's only certain that the situation has gotten worse.

Cordelia also still has something similar to the grasshopper seeds she threw at Ted. That's not why we don't have the means to prevent youth swords. And I think Emina, who created the dirt wall, can also use the magic of defense.... Still don't know enough. The opponent is a true back-run person.

(But can't you just throw up weak noises)

I have anxiety. But you can't do nothing. Besides, the youth won't be in our hands either, and if you're not serious, you might be able to open up a viable path. With that in mind, Cordelia also took a stand.

In the first place, I don't care about him. If you think you've got an excuse to stand up to it, you can reopen it.

But a man never waved it.

"... I'm so sorry, but you seem to be running out of time to be kidding"

To say no or no, the man's eyes narrowed, and he jumped straight back. Almost at the same time, Cordelia felt the wind passing directly beside her. Behind you is a wall built by Emina. So I can't feel the wind inherently. But by the time I thought of it, my big back was already stuck in front of Cordelia.

"Dear Cyrus!

"Brother!

Why are you here? The question was resolved by the words "Emina, thank you" coming out of Cyrus's mouth. I can't imagine how, but perhaps Emina called my brother in some way... magic.

Cordelia looked behind her, even as she exercised frontal vigilance. The walls that Emina was building had disappeared, and instead there were the figures of several knights. Probably came with Cyrus.

From Cyrus' wide back, there is no indication that things have moved.

He just paled away to the youth.

"Harassment of others is prohibited"

"Yeah, I know. I just don't feel like protecting you."

A man who confesses lightly doesn't have to lay down his sword, but he says, "You know what?" On the contrary, he asked Cyrus.

"The law is not something we have to abide by. It's simply a standard declared by the state: 'If you break it, you'll catch it'. I mean, you won't get caught. It's none of my business."

"Running away?

"It's obvious. I don't have the benefit of dealing with you."

With that said, the young man conveyed the wall and rushed up to the top of the building in an instant. That was not a move that a normal person could make.

Cyrus quietly instructs the knight behind him, "I'm willing to cross the walls, preach, hurry". And at the same time, he began to follow the youth. There were also signs of the knights behind them moving.

At that time, for a moment, Cyrus looked back and also seemed to move his mouth small. But I didn't have time to ask back. Both Cyrus' appearance and his youth appearance had already disappeared from the spot.

Where they were gone, it seemed like Ted and Christina had lost their strength from their feet.

"Dear Christina!

"Sorry... I'm a little nervous."

"I can't help it."

I couldn't have imagined what had happened so far when I left the store, so it's not strange to lose my hips. But I can't find the words to call Cordelia well.

The voice "Excuse me" broke in among them. I was a female knight.

"Are you hurt?

"Yeah, yeah."

"I'm late, I'm with the deputy captain. My name is Clarice Keithley."

The woman grinned softly at the bewildered Christina and gave her a bowl of grace.

As it was, Clarice alternated between Christina and Cordelia.

"Can I talk to you about an earlier man, if you don't mind? I'd like to ask for your help with the information."

"Of course I will talk to you. It's just... can I have my people over there, too, please?

That's how Christina reflected her gaze on Ted. "Of course, I would like to ask you to do this," says Clarice. Cordelia lost the time to respond, but recognized that going with her would be fine. So I didn't dare ask...

"Um,"

"How have you been?

"Earlier..."

Should I say youth, or should I call you a fugitive? I wonder who that is? Clarice smiled at Cordelia not sure how to tell her that.

"Let me talk to you in the castle, too."

"… I understand"

It certainly may not be something to talk about here. I understood that and nodded...... Cordelia was annoyed. Castle?!

It's so noisy that Cyrus comes out as an official. Cordelia's cheeks were drawn, perhaps naturally. Rude talk, but it seems like a much poorer place to be.

(... I really hope nothing happens. Prince or something, I'm sure)

Cordelia's liver was cold to the feeling that she was about to sweat differently than when she confronted the youth earlier.