The Evil Queen’s Beautiful Principles

"... I'm here to report."

Tommy's voice echoes in the quiet office when the city falls asleep late at night.

While playing with the token, he was about to face the board.

"I received reports that he was injured... are you all right?

"No problem. No serious injuries."

I see.... rest if you have to. Even if the report is delayed, I will not be blamed. "

"Thank you very much.... but there's really no problem. So, for the record, it's about Etoile.... all the children who disappeared turned out to be magical."

Tommy's answer gave me an unexpected sigh.

"I see.... where are the missing children?

"It appears to have been sent to the Marquis de Slade, but I didn't know where it went after that. Perhaps the Marquis of Beckford has no idea."

Well prepared.... we have to investigate the Marquis de Slade directly. "

"Yeah, that's right. ……………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………"

View the paper handed over from top to bottom. The content includes the number of children to be handed over, their respective characteristics, the place of handover, etc.

You vomit like a product list.

"... well done, I found it"

I thanked her calmly in an effort not to leak anger.

"No, not just this...."

I open my mouth again so as to take over his words.

"... that doesn't prove a bullet."

The evidence Tommy brought with him is not marked at all.

The Marquis of Beckford and the Marquis of Slade are named but not marked.

If you're accused of cheating on your name, that's it.

"Yes, that's right. Somehow, there was evidence of the Marquis Weston involvement."

The next thing I was given was a list of the same items that I gave you earlier.

However, unlike earlier, the Marquis of Weston was firmly stamped.

"... maybe it's a faint friendship."

"What do you got?

"No evidence came out of the Marquis of Slade and Beckford, but it came out of the Marquis of Weston. I mean, do they have evidence of each other's involvement?

"... oh, I see. That's how you're supposed to prevent betrayal. Definitely a faint friendship."

"Well, we have to find the Marquises of Weston and Slade, two houses. Or... would you rather squeeze it out than the Marquis of Beckford?

"Agreed... maybe the Marquis of Beckford doesn't know anything."

"... what?

"Except for the pleasant time with my mistress, I leave everything to my overly competent proximity. It felt like it was good to have the money."

Too much, the flames of anger burned in me again.

"Play with other people's lives....!

Dan... The sound of banging on a desk with a fist of unbreakable rage.

Most of the tokens on the board were down.

"Also, check both houses before the Marquis of Beckford becomes useless.... ah, speaking of which..."

"... what's wrong?

"I had plans to meet Marquis Slade the day after tomorrow.... I'll hear it directly from there."

"... it's really convenient, isn't it, Luceria-sama's magic?"

My magic would certainly be useful from Tommy, a detective.

"At times like these.... if you live a normal life, it won't help at all."

"That would be the dispenser of heaven.... that you, the king, have that magic."

"... well, that's good. Well, good. For once, forget about the investigation of both houses."

"I was afraid.... by the way, that token. You and the Marquises?

"Ah... well noticed."

Well, it seemed like I was placing a different token than the rules.

"... I see."

"This black king is Luceria. So, we're the ones holding it together.... the opponent has three white kings surrounded by many friends.... three? Why are there still four houses left, but two are falling off the board?

"... one of them is gray."

As he murmured, he smiled unexpectedly.

Remember the Marquis, who knows I dared to become a doll princess.

"Gray? Is it white or black?... is that Lucelia-sama's companion?

The color is perfect for a man who can't tell if he's an enemy or an ally.

"Now... what do you think? At least I don't want them to move like that, so... no more secrets."

But I did not speak of the idea, and I put one of the white kings beside me between the black king and the three white king tokens.

"I understand. I will continue to move four houses as enemies."

"That's good.... it's time to dye one white token black."

"... do you mean to attract people?"

"Hmm. … Speaking of which, the Weston Marquis's illegitimate son. Did you wash that again?

At the coronation ceremony, Wilhelm, a lineage of the same Marquis, was stabbed and smiled at him.

Why did you react like that when you were afraid it would suit the grief of Solemn Qing?

Was it simply because you wanted to kick the Marquis of Radford down, or... did you accept the sound that the glory of the five Marquises was beginning to collapse?

Depending on the answer, it is worth touching.

"Oscar, you're right. I've been looking into it, and I'm a little curious."

"Anything?

"Apparently, I used to walk around the city a lot in King's Landing."

"Hmm?... was it just curiosity, or was it someone you liked..."

"Looks like Wilhelm was with me. It's just testimony, so I don't have any solid evidence. It's vague information."

"... then why..."

Did he laugh?

Assuming that the testimony was true, it wouldn't be strange to be upset if Wilhelm, who had been close to him, was stabbed.

... I thought about it, but I don't know.

I'll try washing it up a little bit more.

"Oh, please.... but don't rest there."

"Thank you very much. You will have a well-paid vacation."

"Paid vacation, huh? Fufufu... well, that's good."

I once asked Tommy, who doesn't take too much time off, whether he would take a paid vacation if he got paid.

Tommy seems to like the word, and every time I rest my mouth sourns, I say it.

Now, if you'll excuse me.

Because of the injury, Tommy lowered his head slightly and disappeared into darkness again.