Katari, there was a slight noise. I push the window open from the outside and there are signs that it will sneak into the room. Peeping through just a few gaps, I saw one man I didn't know, clearly not a servant of this mansion, cautiously guarding his surroundings.
I just quietly put my nails up on the skin of the fruit in my hand. Fluffy, sweet, slight scent spreads around me as it overflows.
... It's not like we're going into a small cabinet in the summer. Hot. Sweat makes my body stick. Besides, I can't breathe in the air.
It's not something to hide.
The signs outside the cabinet carefully sneaked the footsteps and left the room. My hellish ear, the father conceded, also picked up the slightest sound that he would close the door of the room properly.
Peeled soft pulp. Then the thick sweet honey overflows from the inside. I spit it out into my hands. It's terribly dark and full of sweet aromas.
That's how I finally crawl out of my sleigh and cabinet.
The small reception room at the Omboro Street Mansion remains as quiet as it was when I dived into the cabinet.
… with the exception of the windows left open, there is no change in the position of the furniture either.
I looked upstairs. I left it to the trustworthy, so I wouldn't have to worry about anything. I should be up slowly by the time I hear the noise.
That's what I thought, I ate the pulp in my hand. Its sweet fruit, similar in texture to peaches, moistened her thirst.
─ ─ Batangashan and noisy noises for a moment mix with screams and beast roars.
I lifted my hips off the couch after making sure that sound was completely quiet.
Finally. I don't know what kind of guy he is, but the intruder seems to be an extra cautious guy. I didn't expect to take nearly a quarter of an hour to get inside this little mansion to the room I was looking for.
I am completely finished eating the fruit. I've also completely wiped the nectar on my hand.
Even leaving the reception room, the mansion is completely quiet. There are few servants originally, but even fewer servants come and go inside the mansion during the day to buy them out or work in the kitchen. Especially since 'I' is out to the House of Lords today, the servants will be making errands outside the mansion a priority.
Up the stairs, upstairs. Just above the reception room, one door of the room remains open. This is the room I've been renting to Fayria for the last three days.
Step inside the room. The cup of tea loaned to Fayria was broken and fragments scattered.
Then there's Faelia, shuddered by fear and shrunk to the edge of the bedroom, and a man in front of the bedroom, held to the floor and without a voice, one intruder. And there are two men holding back that intruder and one werewolf dragon.
"... dude, the cup is cracked. I told you not to break things."
"We're not the ones who broke it. This guy did it."
That being said, the grumpy looking Gunter weighed even more on the man who was stepping down. A man rolling on the floor moves his mouth painfully when it's hard. There was an unstable sound leaking out of Kahiu, Kahiu, and his throat, and from the edge of his mouth was drooling covetousness. I could not breathe at a glance.
This way, you won't bite your tongue and die yourself, and your actions and thoughts will be considerably restricted. It's very painful to be unable to breathe. My body won't even let me think about death.
"Strip them naked and tie them up while they don't suffocate. And your mouth to keep you from dying."
"I know."
It was Theo, the other person holding down the intruder, who began to detain him as he was accustomed to doing during the previous bandits.
Finally, Raswiwok, crushing the intruder with that giant, barked at me proudly. The tail is swinging to sweep the floor with Bumbu, but he is not a dog, but a werewolf dragon, whose tail is close to a snake, so the dust is done without dancing.
He seems to have sniffed off the signal of the smell of fruit telling the men to break in and pass it on to the Gunters. A werewolf dragon is a truly clever creature.
Theo and Gunter, who had just come to this mansion, could not determine the servant's face and could make mistakes in seizing the intruder.
That was my solution, and I informed Raswiwok of the smell of the fruit. Raswiwok smelled the signal in two steps, and they caught the intruder together.
"I think I'll show you something slightly ugly, Miss Faelia. May I put the curtain down on the bedroom?"
Speaking so to Fayria, who was still turning bright blue and trembling, Fayria made him jump his shoulders frightened. She didn't tell herself the possibility of the raid, so she seems terribly surprised. He seemed unrelated to the rough events and looked pale at the way the man had been seized.
That's how he asks in a thin voice, "hey, why don't you move the room..."
"It would be better to be beside us. In this situation, I am anxious to leave you alone. I'll put the curtain down. It's not like showing unmarried women."
Whatever Faelia still had some unspoken look on her face, I just lowered the curtain of the bedroom. At the same time, the sound of Theo relentlessly tearing off the intruder's man's clothes echoes into the room.
A small scream rose from within the tent. Well, if you're a regular noble lady, you wouldn't listen to it that way.
The man who is relentlessly tied to Theo looks like Raswiwok's weight keeps him breathing. But he stares at me with a confused and stunned look in his eyes, even with a lack of acid.
Perhaps he saw, with the Earl of Teresia, "I" who took two more prominent escort knights and set off for the House of Lords.
A red-eyed child with dark hair. That must have been a perfect match for the 'me' appearance information that this guy had pre-empted.
... Well, of course the kid is a fake, and in fact I wasn't out of the mansion.
Rabbit also horns, so the operation went well. I guess the owner of the mansion, the escort and the servant paid off and saw it as a great opportunity to do something to Fayria... sorry to hear that.
"Master Hall, look. There's something like a family crest in this man's clothes."
Theo threw the intruder's clothes at me and gave it to me. Make sure the lining does contain embroidery of the Augrain family crest, and nod to Gunter and Theo to show it.
"Sure. Now, when you're done tying him up, throw him in the winter room and put him down. Now all you have to do is get that Fletcher boy to work."
"─ Is he good? Leave it there."
"'Elise' would do his job"
"You finally made up? It's been a long fight for over two years."
"Oh. ─ If I apologized properly, I could forgive you with one shot of binta. I can't believe it."
When I showed my left cheek, which was thin and swollen, Theo and Gunter erupted all the way. Still, I can't believe that fucking kid started eating vinta from the kid! is the word Gunter uttered away in doing so.