Legend

The New Year's party was over, and Ray exhaled heavily like that when he finally came back to his room.

The clothes I was wearing at the party have already been taken off, and the clothes are hung from the chairs in the room.

For once, as for Ray, I was careful to throw him on the floor appropriately and not wrinkle him... but if you really think about clothes, it would have been best to keep them in mysterious storage because that's the only way to keep them off.

In the first place, this garment was made desperately by well-armed craftsmen, even for a short time, and is not something that can be treated badly.

"Uh... no, I'm really tired. Anyway, I'm tired. I'm tired of everything."

Ray, who falls asleep on the bed and whines, would have looked really, thoroughly tired from the side.

In fact, as Ray, who usually rarely comes into contact with nobility, it was because attending a party with a lot of noble attendees didn't seem very, but interesting.

Still, I had some patience, I guess, because Elaine, Bruit, and a few other people I could deal with comfortably.

If Ray had just told me to join the party today, I would probably...... no, no doubt Ray would not have joined the party or would have gotten out on the way.

Nevertheless, it was an unmistakable fact that I got out of the party once in one of Lemuria's cases.

Lying on the bed like that, the sound of the door being knocked inadvertently sounds.

"Excuse me, Mr. Ray. May I have a word?

That was also a familiar voice for Ray.

With a slightly tired look, Ray mouths the person's name.

"Is that Miranda?

"Yes. The party is over, and I'm here to see how Mr. Ray is... May I come in?

"Oh, I don't mind"

Miranda is in charge of Ray, so it's not strange to come and see how things are going at this hour.

It's not weird... I think Ray makes it hard to be a maid.

The date has already changed, and if it's the usual ray, it's time to be completely asleep.

That naturally goes for the maid too...... no the maid needs to wake up faster than the people who live in that house, that's what this time should have already had to be asleep.

However, there is a problem and some people need to do things like be called in at night, and some people are in charge of the night.

"Excuse me.... Oh, I knew it."

Miranda squeaks small when she sees the clothes appropriately hung on the chair.

If Ray now had a harsh personality for such things as courtesy, it wouldn't have been strange if any attention had been paid to such Miranda's attitude.

But that's what Ray doesn't care about himself at all.

No, of course it wouldn't have been strange to pay attention instead of just laughing if they had acted like they were obviously losing their manners, but Miranda doesn't take an attitude that far because she's also well-spoken around it.

It was only natural for Ray to behave within acceptable limits.

"I can't take care of my clothes.... In that sense, I'm glad Miranda's here."

"Master Elaine told me so."

With that said, Miranda holds the clothes hanging from her chair and turns her gaze to Ray, who looks asleep.

"Then I'll be excused for this, won't I? I'll be late to wake you up tomorrow, so get some sleep"

"Oh, okay"

Miranda leaves the room after turning a smiling glance at Ray, who says so briefly.

For Miranda, there is a strong perception that Ray is a thinker of Elaine, the young lady of the Duke of Kelp's house, whom she serves.

So when you see the sight of Ray looking sleepy this way, Elaine thinks she made a good decision, that's what she thinks.

Although I don't imitate it directly in my mouth.

Having dropped off Miranda like that, Ray finished getting ready to sleep... and went straight to sleep.

When Ray falls asleep... some are not the other way around.

That is Zascal Seysor, the head of the Marquis Seysor family.

The party itself ended without any particular problems.

That's what I could see firsthand a person named Ray my son rubbed, but friendly... at least Zascal treated him in a manner that seemed like it, and he wasn't showing any hostility toward himself over there.

I might be able to handle one of my son's cases... no, I felt good about letting him do it, and I came back to the mansion... waiting for Zaskar like that was for Gaiska, who should have been careful, to disappear.

It was a bigger problem in that, not because Geiska ran away alone, but because information was brought about that she was with someone.

It is also significant that several soldiers who had entrusted the security of the mansion have been killed.

As far as Zaskar knows, Gaiska doesn't have the power to be able to kill soldiers.

If so, it was likely that it was the person who was probably with Geiska who did this.

That's why Zaskar is causing frustration.

There is also anger at the killing of one's own men, but other than that...... it is still a strong frustration with Geiska.

Why did you do such a stupid imitation?

There was also a sense of frustration with Geiska because of all the responses to Ray.

But still... yes, I'm pretty sure he's still my own blood-split son.

Stupid. I thought you were stupid, but still didn't expect you to imitate like this... yes, you naturally didn't want to believe it.

Whatever you do, it still means a lot to the aristocracy to be related to your own blood.

That's why this situation is going to cause extra frustration for Zascal.

"Find it! Find it at all costs! Never forgive this person for imitating me like this! Whatever happens, we have to find it!

To the words of Zascal, who cried out so, trembles his body in such a way that those who had refrained around him did not think.

Zaskal has an eagle personality, one way or the other.

That's to the point where you don't be so harsh about Ray, who has taken a hostile attitude towards the Marquis Seysor family.

But once Zaskal was so angry, the subject who pissed him off was sure the worst was waiting to end.

Most of all, Zaskar's anger can only be directed at the person who pissed him off.

Unlike Geiska, he doesn't imitate things like attacking an opponent with frustration and confusion that has nothing to do with it.

That's why my men can feel safe. I can... There is a feeling that the force felt by him in the first place is entirely above Geiska.

I don't know, my body trembles just because I serve Zascal and understand it.

Still, I guess it was a little time we were trembling because we thought that Zaskar's consciousness might be directed at us if we didn't move here.

"Ha!"

When one replies that way, the others also follow the first man to open his mouth and run off the spot.

Nevertheless, this is only the Anesis of the territory of the Duke of Kelevel, not the territory of the Marquis Seysor family.

Even if we were to look for Geiska, we were certain that it would not be so easy to find him.

In particular, there are now not only aristocratic nobles in Anesis… but also a few nobles such as Kings and Neutralists.

If we imitate something that moves greatly in such a place, we will undoubtedly get the attention of a large number of people.

For Zaskar, Geiska disappeared with someone... not to mention the fact that one of them broke into the mansion and was imitated like killing or stunning a bunch of people is nothing but shame.

To keep that from being known to others as much as possible, while in a hurry...... it was necessary to act in secrecy while at it.

Nevertheless, I do not see any failure in this kind of thing, even if it is those who have served for a long time as Zaskar's men.

I guess that's why Zascal sent his men without worries either.

"Nevertheless... who the hell imitates this? No, it's the people Geiska was in contact with.... Speaking of which. Where'd Deotres go?

Whimpering, Fufu Zascal realizes he doesn't look like Deotres.

If it was Deotres who was acting with Geiska, it wouldn't be strange to have some clue.

That's how I thought...... for some reason, Deotres' appearance had disappeared from near Zascal.

"I mean, that's what he set up this one? No, but this would be too obvious nonetheless."

It was a sudden disappearance of Deotres, but that's just obvious, uncomfortable.

Still, I'd rather not be suspicious with that than not showing up like this.

"Someone"

"Ha"

One of those still present on this occasion responds quickly to Zascal's short words.

Many who had already been here had disappeared in search of Geiska and those who had taken him out, but some remained because Zaskar had suddenly ordered something like this one.

One of the men responded to Zaskar's words, but the person who said only glanced at his men and gave them short instructions as they were.

"Find out where Deotres disappeared. And those who were in contact with him when he was in Anesis.... When this happens, it hurts that I didn't hear more about it"

"Okay. I'll be right there."

Tell him so, and the man walks away from Zaskar.

While dropping off such a man's hindsight, Zaskar says it's a good time for drowsiness to strike anymore, and thus deliberately exasperates him into the present situation, breathing deeply to contain it.

Coming into your mouth is warm air, not cold air in winter......

That is because the inside of the mansion is warmed by magic items, even if it does not extend to the Duke of Keller's mansion, all of this mansion, which is quite large… that is why the financial power of the Marquis of Seysor's house is purely the reason why it can warm up to the hallway as well.

Walking in such a hallway, Zascal eventually arrives in one room.

"Wait here."

"Ha"

Tell that briefly to those who were still there, and Zascal enters the room.

However, not the man who was told to wait, the knight entered the same room as Zascal.

Usually, Zascal doesn't condone someone who doesn't listen to his orders, but only that knight is different.

Room...... Zaskar, who entered the study and sat on the couch, turns his gaze to the knight man.

"What do you think?

A short word.

But with just one word, it was immediately understood by the man what Zascal wanted to say.

"Right. Again, I was wondering if Master Geiska was likely hooked up to some kind of trap... sweet trap."

"I guess.... Um, an idiot. What the hell did you think you were doing? If this thing gets out of hand, we won't be able to imitate Gaiska any more."

"Unfortunately"

That knight, who had been his escort for years, was an easy opponent to talk to, in the sense that he drew more of his thoughts than his combat abilities.

"What do you think will happen?

"Let me be honest, it may be a little harsh to say that five bodies are satisfied…"

To the knight's words, Zascal sounds the little bell that was on the table as he exhales deeply and melancholy.

Then, immediately, the door is knocked and the maid shows up.

"Excuse me, Master Zascal. Would you like to call me?

"Oh.... bring me something to drink. Strong liquor is good. As it is now, I don't think I can sleep a bit."

"Yes, sir."

The maid praises Zaskal's words and leaves the room.

Such a zascal, the knight of the escort looked somewhere to blame.

While he understood that such a gaze was being turned, Zaskal was not contemplating stopping the act of drinking.

I'm pretty sure I drank that much at the party.

But if you end the party in a good mood and come back to the mansion, this is the kind of commotion you've been waiting for.

That's why I felt like I could do it without drinking, and most importantly, alcohol was still important to dissipate the anger in me.

That's how long we've known each other, so Zaskal thought you could understand.