We were put in a caged carriage.
I knew this carriage would look better like a prisoner, right? Even though the danger increases for that matter......
Everyone entered the cage in silence without disobedience. It was a cage big enough for the five of us to still have room in it.
The most suspicious thing is the boy's man. You don't know what you're thinking, but you're the scariest. Something I don't know when or what to do.
"Don't go wild."
That is how he beckons us.
Sinner power is amazing to be seen with such eyes by a first person you've never even had a conversation with.
"I wish I still had the energy to get busted."
That said, Phil smiled bitterly.
After a while, suddenly the carriage began to run rampantly. Gakun and his body turn forward.
I've never been in a carriage like this... After all, your master is also clean from the pin. The aristocrats have good hands. I didn't even realize this was obvious until I actually rode a criminal carriage.
Now my experience has gone up again!
Still, if you look at it this way, you look like a normal person. You don't look like a sinner.
Murder is sometimes necessary...... And yet it's something that makes so much difference between civilians killing people and nobles killing people?
Or... did you kill someone you shouldn't have? But it doesn't look like they have contacts with people like that, does it?... judging people by their appearance is a dangerous act though.
Until who you killed, it's too much into people's privacy to ask a boulder, right?
Yeah, but I'm really curious. If I were a bad girl, I might have heard slightly. But now I look far from a bad girl...... He's just a poor boy.
It doesn't do me any good to get in their personal secrets like that... Besides, they think he's more of a kid in good shape.
How convenient it was for the lady to look, and I felt a tingle as the carriage rocked me.
"How old the hell is Leah?
It was still Phil who broke the silence.
... This doesn't bother you if you say your true age, does it?
"Fifteen..."
"Fifteen!? It's small for that."
He raised his voice as surprised.
I'm a woman, I can't help but be luxurious.
You're younger than my daughter.
"... I have a daughter"
"Oh, sort of."
His expression clouds slightly in my words.
... Was this something you shouldn't have touched? Having a daughter means having a wife, right?
Desperately spinning your brain. There's definitely got to be something. Look for strange things, me!
To the extent that you seem to answer me, I ask questions.
"Just my daughter?
"Oh. She's a pretty girl. My treasure."
"... I'll never see you again"
"Right."
He laughed with a slight bow of his eyes as he looked lonely.
The sin of committing murder even though he knew he would never see his treasure daughter again...... Besides, that's going to be deportation, right?
Puppet politics? It's hard to imagine a king banishing them out of the country.
Even though it is a rich country, it has poor villages and never gets better. The possibility emerged that the Lavar State was looking for someone in the previous school wolf case. And out-of-country deportations that would be happening frequently.
... maybe something bigger is moving where I don't know.
It wasn't if you were distracted by heroin or anything. I mean, the operation that made it such a difficult setting, let me hit you once. I don't want this world of darkness in my maiden game!
I honestly thought it would be easier to be a bad girl, but the road looks pretty long......
Still, who the hell is the mastermind?