Outaishihi ni Nante Naritakunai!!

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"Seriously. He... you were holding us hostage...!

I finished hearing Fried explain and my brother distorted his face. Seeing the look on my face that I don't have that idea of, I know nothing happened, but it makes me want to get confirmation of what's going on.

"Brother, so is your brother, but is Tillis safe? Is everything all right?

"Hmm? Yeah, we're good. Hey...... I was shocked and crying knowing that my footman had betrayed me, but the escorts comforted me and I just left. I was afraid I wouldn't even say hello to you or Freed, but don't bother waiting. It was my decision to go home, but it was good, wasn't it?

"Oh, the Sahaja assassins would have also retreated with Abel's return. No problem."

If Fried says so, Cain also agreed.

"Definitely. There are no more signs of assassins.... I don't think it was a formal request to leave. Then there's no reason for them to kill. Don't worry about it."

"Oh well."

I loosened my expression like my brother was relieved.

I was also horrified that she was safe, but the story that she was crying hurt my chest.

"Tillis......"

I remember Tillis, who was careful to take him out or put him on his side for his own footman who pretended to be amnesic. How hurt she would have been to know that the footman she cared about was actually an informant, not amnesia or anything.

Maybe I shouldn't have let you know. But it was difficult to ignore Tillis, who is hiring Setsu, and to convince her, to some extent, she needed to know the story.

My brother slaps Pong and my shoulder.

"... you, are a friend, aren't you? Call him back at the tea party when this is over. You're a little distracted."

"Yeah, I will..."

That's all I can give you, but it would be better than nothing. The next time I call her, I'll prepare you plenty of Japanese sweets. Because I'm sure you'll be happy.

"I also need to call Marianne..."

Abel's not coming to the masquerade next week. I'm sure Marianne will be depressed.

Because I was looking forward to making the next appointment with him.

I don't regret it, but I just make my friends cry and I hate it.

"... but why was Marianne targeted"

Second, I'm curious and squeaky.

The other ladies understand. He also said what he was talking about was foolish, and it would almost certainly be what I expected. But all Marianne was talking about was me. Plus, there's just nothing wrong with talking.

Leaning his neck, Fried answered.

"Maybe, but I think I approached two of Liddy's friends to get information about Liddy. It's not the same purpose as approaching the other ladies."

"Mine?

I can still tell from Fried's information, but I wonder why it's my information.

I frown if I don't know extra. Fried looked bitter and told him to throw it away.

"If Sahaja's breath is hanging, it's definitely for King Maximilian. He's after Liddy. Keeping up-to-date with your target will be fundamental. I think those two were used for that source."

"What..."

"Informant, kaleidoscopes don't take royal requests. But at the request of the nobles, I'll take it. I'm guessing the Marquis of Westin, who requested it, also made him look into Liddy's information in order to sell his charm to King Maximilian. I mean, the Marquis Westin was putting two different orders on a kaleidoscope. Finding nobles who are likely to betray Wilhelm and getting updates on Liddy"

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"Hey, you're persistent, aren't you? Liddy's my wife, so I just need to give that guy up."

"Right... right..."

I remember King Maximilian, whom I met a few months ago.

At that time he was still in his capacity as Prince Wang.

He was a cold, but very beautiful man with straight silver hair that caught his eye.

The man who hung up inviting me to his country knowing that I was Fried's fiancée.

Naturally I fall in love with myself. Naturally, I am the best. He was someone who had absolute confidence in himself.

I suppose it's for women. I know that, but I couldn't help but be angry at what he said, and I'm not interested in a man with eight side queens.

Clearly declined his invitation, but Fried said he hasn't given up on me yet.

"I can't believe Marianne and Tillis were used to find out about me..."

I can't tolerate that.

Not only did you use my dear friend, but you hurt him as a result.

I wanted to win any bet with Abel if this happened and let them apologize directly if anything.

"Me, because I will definitely win the bet!

"Yeah, of course I'm not gonna lose that, either."

Melamella and motivation are burning, Fried said.

"So far, I don't have any tips on Abel's disguised personality, and I'd like to move on to another story."

"Hmm? The other thing is... oh, talking about a nobleman who's going to fall asleep in Sahaja?

"Yeah, yeah."

Seeing Fried with a serious face, he nodded. Sure, I'd love to find Abel soon, but I don't have any clues right now. Then it's only natural to get ahead of the conversation.

"Okay. Uh, did anyone in question come out?

"Yeah. I checked with someone who overlapped the person I originally listed here with the person Liddy mentioned to me, and who was in an important post among them, and who seemed likely to betray me, and who Sahaja seemed to prefer to combine the conditions."

"... yeah"

Fried turns his eyes to his brother.

My brother nodded at Fried's urging and opened his mouth.

"The person in question, there were a few, but the most suspicious is Count Tselli. In the castle, he is still active as Deputy Secretary of State for Foreign Affairs. He is famous as the absolute yes-man of the Minister for Foreign Affairs. Every day I curse my boss about the Duke of Vivoir house, which he hates. Liddy, he doesn't even like that you married Fried, so he's complaining a lot."

"What, me again?

My brother affirms with a bitter smile.

"Precisely, though I don't seem to like everything that the Duke of Vivoir family is involved in. However, my boss has nothing to be particularly pleased with when they do, and seems to completely ignore it. So everyone else is just far-fetched because it feels like," Oh, here we go again, my usual illness. "

"It's usually in the way of work, isn't it? Aren't you going to make a left transition?

"That's it, I can do my job. At a troubled level when you're gone. So everybody's saying," Yes, yes, because it's just the mouth. "

"Wow..."

Sometimes I am.

Someone who can work but is otherwise sorry or very annoying.

"If you take it from the Wilhelm side, Count Tselli's. That's not what started now, so I only think 'again' or so, but not from the Sahaja side, right? I've been contacted by the kaleidoscope that this person seems unhappy. I don't think there's any reason the Marquis Westin won't move."

"Oh well... right"

Fried continued after his brother's story.

"But you know what, I want you to think there. I wonder if the Marquis of Westin will go work for Count Zelli, foolishly and honestly. A little research will tell, won't it? Count Tselli said he was just using his mouth full. Is that how he rides the invitation to betray? Pretty cautious. There are too many uncertainties, and I don't think he's the right person to seriously solicit them."

"That is indeed..."

"It's more convenient for them to have someone who's going to betray me for sure, isn't it? That's where they remember. Count Tselli is doing this in the first place because he wants his boss to like it."

"Ah."

I understood what Fried wanted to say and looked out for him.

He nods and tells clearly.

"Yes. It is not Count Tselli who should work. The boss on it. I mean, the Foreign Secretary, the Duke of Pegegrini."