The Abandoned Baroness is one of the Black Knight’s favorites

"Suspect of theft. Thank you very much."

Hand over the man you secured as part of your duties to the City Guard. For Gilbert, it was harder to miss a confirmed opponent. If you read the magical personality, you won't lose it unless you get too far away.

"─ ─ Marquis, thank you very much!

The guard who seems to have been on duty today keeps his head down momentum and deep. They could also be considered victims in a sense, such as being secured by a noble superior of another department on the day of their own responsibility. Not to mention Gilbert, a magical knight and known as the Black Knight. I knew their situation was awkward, but I couldn't afford to deal with them.

"No, I don't mind. I'll drop the report tomorrow for more details."

Gilbert was so impatient that he even feared his opponent. I left him alone while telling him not to let go.

Leaving a minimum of words, Gilbert turned his heel back. Return to the square in a hurry. I haven't been away for a long time. I would have missed you anyway.

But it wasn't Sofia who sat on the bench of the sunny square in the square where Gilbert returned.

"─ ─ Marquis Forster!? I didn't expect to see you in a place like this...!

Alberto stood up in a hurry, rejoicing in gratitude for his nobility. Bianca next door is dyeing her cheeks and looking at us, but Gilbert only had a bad feeling about meeting these two here. A hot sandwich is falling under the bench.

"... why are you here today?

Gilbert asks in minimal terms. Alberto raised his chest with some proud expression.

"My father asked me to visit Ichii. Learn to actually see and judge with your own eyes."

Alberto says the city is beautiful, even though it is breathtaking and lively for people. Quickly losing interest in the story, Gilbert turned back to Bianca, who was looking out for something funny.

"Have you met anyone here?

Gilbert grabbed Bianca's thin wrist without hesitation. It is a violation of manners to touch the lady without refusing. Not to mention a woman with a fiancée, you should be extra careful. Bianca stared at Gilbert's face and opened her eyes surprisingly. I don't know why they're asking me that, so I guess it's a natural reaction.

"─ ─ I met a nostalgic relative, how was it? Um... please let go."

Bianca insists gently, but clearly. In a moment, images of Bianca and Sofia talking in this place were flowing into Gilbert's brain. Sophia's appearance and voice, trembling with fear, red stains Gilbert's vision with anger and regret. I accidentally grabbed my arm with force.

"Pain...."

Um, please let him go.

Bianca distorts her face and leaks her voice. Alberto shunned Gilbert or shunned Bianca. Gilbert, who didn't want to touch anything, immediately let go of his voice.

"Check it out with your own eyes ─ ─. The Count is wise."

Gilbert abandoned Alberto and stared at Bianca. If you close your eyes, it will shrink your body with a crying face. Still, it would be a habit to put your fingertips on your cheeks in a feminine way. Do you like Gilbert's position and face, or does it look like this to everyone? Gilbert was strangely calm as to what he would do if he found out that he knew his nature.

"It's better not to assume that your values determine everything. At least it's important to me."

A weak, honest Sofia wouldn't have done anything to Bianca. I wonder if he even gave up trying to be understood by his dull surroundings. Alberto and Bianca stood still as if they were stunned, but Gilbert had little time to talk to them. He squeezed his fist, restrained himself from acting in anger, and left the scene.

I knew I couldn't find it, but I was in a hurry. Others could find it magically, but Sofia couldn't. Man without magic naturally has no magical personality. Gilbert's magic is impossible to track.

"That's why I shouldn't have left...."

Sophia, the first clue in Bianca's memory, runs in the direction she ran away, searching for witnesses every time she hits a detour. Imagine crying alone and I had a chest ache. I thought it would be better if I turned a little bit forward and took him out, but was it premature? Even though I regretted looking happy, I knew that time would not come back.

On the way, the witness was cut off. Gilbert glances at the narrow streets between alleys and behind buildings. I was afraid of crowds, so I'm sure there would be no one there. Gilbert moves his body every day, but he breathes because he's been running around looking for it. I thought I'd ask someone again and peek into the back of the building ─ ─ Gilbert exhaled deeply.

"Sofia."

Sofia sat down on the ground holding her knees in a narrow area surrounded by walls. Gilbert shook his shoulders. As Bianca remembered, the skirt was deeply torn and a white petticoat was visible. The first time I saw him in the woods, he looked painful.

"I'm sorry...."

Gilbert couldn't answer his apology for lying down with a voice that was about to disappear. I am disappointed in my poor mouth that the right words do not come out at this time.

Instead, he slowly approached and managed to calm his upset breath. Bend to the side and touch the white stubborn hand holding your knees. Sofia shook her head small enough to rub her forehead against her lap as she lay hands silently to warm her slightly shivering cold fingertips.