The Inner Palace Tale of a Villainess Noble Girl

"Stupid!

The chief woman screams that she forgot to act too. Eyes reflecting a startling color on his blue cheek, a rough breath leaked out of his open mouth.

Not as good as the chief lady, the king also rises in a way that cannot hide his surprises.

"What do you mean? Why all of a sudden,"

Excuse me.

In a rushed room, a voice sounds so calm that it's out of place. Following the King Kingsguard knight who had rushed in, Mia, the woman with "Between the Red Roses," was bowing her head in front of the door.

"Who is it?

"This is Mia, the woman in charge of this room. - Mia, what's wrong?

"Yes, Red Rose. It's a discovered national treasure, but the people under the castle have notified it. The person's condition is that the outer chamber is now kept. … my brother contacted me."

Keith nods with no heart or satisfaction.

"Lord Mia's brother, Claude Meltroa, is such a serious young man that he routinely patrols the royal palace. You must have accidentally been there when the people notified you."

"... Really? The outer chamber is full of talented people."

Deanna tipped her neck to a juke that seemed flattered by the speed of expansion.

"If possible, why don't we do an interview with the notified people here?

"Here... is this room?

"Yes. Now, fortunately, we have all the people involved in this one thing in this room. If so, wouldn't it be better to bring that people here without being conspicuous?

Although a man other than the king is basically a backhouse who should not go in, if it's an emergency, it's not a story. At any rate, we are currently in the middle of uncovering the injustice of a person who is the head of the women's officers. There is no other way for a man to enter or leave for investigation than most of the injustice was done in the backyard.

"Nor is the charge placed on me completely clear. It's like letting Mrs. Maris and I know something's going on if we get together and stay away from the rear house. In that case, it would be better to invite one of our people in secret, and the noise would still be smaller."

"That's... that's true, though. So, you don't mind letting civilians in the room?

"What is important now will be to reveal the truth more than my insistence. Though there is no harmful connection between such things."

It is Deanna, who has been out of town since childhood and has interacted closely with the inhabitants. Some nobles even hate having civilians in their homes, but Deanna has no idea what that feels like. There is no law that civilians should not enter the royal palace. Now that the ban on men in the rear palace is in place, we should make a profit here.

He knew that was the quickest thing Juke could do, even if Deanna didn't tell him in detail. I looked back at Alford in circles.

"Bring the people here to report the national treasure to the public."

"Yes, Your Majesty.... Captain Gracie, may I entrust you with the induction within the rear palace?

"Okay. If possible, those in the outer chamber who suppressed the state of the people should be accompanied."

"Oh, do that."

The two captains, who obtained the King's affirmation, left the room without sound. Apparently all she could do was watch a series of streams, just shut up, and the sheriff is shivering, looking like it's time to worry about fainting.

- Probably. For her, it should never be possible to find 'real' outside the rear palace.

Instructed him to re-brew his tea, asked him to bring a dish that combines tea contracting and snacks, and when the table was fresh and tidy, there were signs that he had been bothered from outside the room. From the rear palace, the main entrance to the royal palace is a straight line, even if you avoid the eyes, it doesn't actually take that long.

The word of succession was also instant, and the main room door was opened.

"Thank you for waiting, Your Majesty."

"I'm not waiting that long.... So, who's in question?

"We are withholding it here"

Alford stepped off. There was a small man there dressed in the utmost awe that a civilian could do. Around the age, is it estimated in the late twenties to early thirties? Behind his diagonal, there is a plain young man in official clothes. That's probably Mia's brother Claude.

The moment she saw a people unknown to her name, the chief woman opened her eyes wide - just moments, eyes full of hatred and anger, and pierced him.

"Who notified the national treasure?"

"Ha... ha!

With all the momentum of crawling on the floor, the man bows his head. Juke smiled, perhaps unconsciously, with a moderate sense of familiarity.

"Don't be so frightened. Nobody, take it and eat it. … state your name."

"Yes...... eh. Me, no, my name is Hans!

"Right...... Hans. Wang Du's men?

"Ha. We run a keyshop that lasts three generations"

"Oh, really?"

In this land, which has long been dominated by farming, the key is one of early established and advanced technologies. If it were to settle, the house would build, the storage would accumulate, but if the accumulation would increase, the theft would create a sense of crime prevention, which is the cultivation of nature. The history of the key, which most easily deters the intrusion of the suspicious, is far longer than the history of the Blah Blah Kingdom.

If you specialize in such things, not to mention being a Keymaker of the King's Capital, if you do poorly, you are in charge of the security of the noble mansion. Without thorough information management and trust, I can't do it very well. The title of Keymaker, which lasts three generations, is a great way to de-alert the royal palace.

Juke, whose eyes soften to see, asks Hans in awe.

"So, Hans. Explain to me why a national treasure crossed my hand."

"Or maybe. That's..."

According to Hans' description of the locksmith, this is roughly what happened.

Occasionally, odd requests come in for him to run a locksmith. If you're an expert on keys, it would be your hand to open them, where and where you want them to use their skill and get these items, well, in a nutshell, it's a thief's request.

Being a good ordinary citizen, he just wanted to say that of course he would not take on such a story...... but on rare occasions he had to take on. When their identities are so high, their attitudes look great, and if they refuse to talk, it's going to be tough, they say they get a crying request to protect the store and their family. - Even a few days ago, it was.

"Sneak into the mansion to be designated, replace the contents of this wrap with what is in the mansion, and bring those who were in the mansion"

It is also a common story to have a forgery to keep you from noticing the theft. It was strange how the opponent was a high-flying aristocrat, rather such a human being, who came out in person.

A hint of an atmosphere he couldn't refuse, and when he received the wrap reluctantly, he broke into the said mansion and found a room where there seemed to be a treasure, inside...

It was sparkling, familiar jewellery that drained him.

"If I remember correctly, it was something the queen was wearing earlier. Only once, I happened to have seen the queen up close. I doubted my eyes... but I just found out it wasn't supposed to be good there"

Though he patrolled, he eventually took the goods away without replacing them, and falsely handed them to the client, who had originally been handed them over, as if they were in the mansion. It seems that what was being given to him was a well done forgery, and his client left satisfied, without being able to distinguish between true and true.

"I've been troubled by my troubles the past few days. Didn't I do something extra, just a mistake, and I thought this was something that anyone in the aristocracy would have... If it's a real treasure, I can't have it forever."

He concluded his explanation that he had decided to name himself ready for punishment.

Instead of a silent juke with a difficult face, a calm settling Keith advances out anytime, anywhere.

"Thank you for your conscience and courage.... and then there's another question I'd like to ask you?

"Of course, for what?"

"- Is the person who made that request to you in this room now?

Asked, he looked around, fearful, but indoors...

"Oh, there's your lady over there..."

He showed the female chief, who was busily changing her complexion.

The chief woman, who gathered the gaze of all, shook her body in anger and walked out greatly.

"Don't lie to me!

"Wow, I'm not lying! I have confidence in my memory!

"Shut up! Burglar fierce means this. There is no way I would do such a thing!

"But there is no doubt that the customer at that time was a noble lady!

Having heard his words, the chief lady smiles as if she had won.

"Look, it's not exactly what you know. There are as many of them in this king's capital as there are noble women."

"So, but also voices and outfits......!

"Then you must have been a voice and a woman dressed like me. - All I can say is that you're stupid to testify even though you haven't even seen your face."

- I fell to talk.

Behind the faceless mask, Deanna smiles in the synagogue. One of the people, the nobleman, must have bracketed that he could be twisted down by the glory of his nobility, but that was his mistake in the first place.

"... how did you know?

Deanna's voice, which often passes, sounded in the room, which was silenced by what Hans did not say back.

As she sits on the couch, she shoots straight through the sheriff.

"What is it?

"Mr. Hans says, 'I haven't seen my client's face,' Why did you say that so clearly?

An obvious upset ran into the chief woman's eyes, whoever saw it. Juke, who was thorough with his listeners, looks up to Deanna's point all the time.

"Sure... that's odd"

"It is! Because the man only spoke of his outfit and voice..."

"That's why you can't say enough that he hasn't seen his face. Maybe I was just going to add it later."

Deanna slipped her gaze and watched Hans as she breathed.

"Did you see my client's face?

"No. The lady who was visiting me... with the hood and the stall, she kept her face completely hidden"

"Does anyone else know that 'she' hid her face and visited your store?

"I was the only one who answered, so... if there's anyone else I know, it's"

It will be about you and the person around you.

At the same time Hans' words ended, Juke rose.

"Shall I hear a satisfactory explanation, Mrs. Maris?"

"Oh, that's..."

"How did you know the woman who came to Hans was hiding her face?

"It is a misunderstanding, Your Majesty! This is a trap, a trap set by The Red Rose in an attempt to lay me down!

"... Ask just in case, 'Red Rose', what about Hans and facial knowledge?

"No. Today is the first time we've met."

Declaring the truth in grandeur, the red-dyed chief woman with her face tries to open her mouth and say it back. - But.

"I know if there are any lies in the words of the Red Rose."

Still slightly shadowed by the boy, a hard voice blocked the chief woman. I've been quiet, Mia's brother, Claude.

"What do you mean?

"Earlier, in the outer palace room, I was summarizing Mr. Hans' testimony. - My client visited his shop four afternoons ago."

Four days ago... Juke muttered, eyes round and looking back at Claude.

"Isn't it in the middle of a horticulture!

"Yes. During the meeting, the Red Rose came all the way to the courtyard. In the first place, you can't even get out of the rear palace."

"Exactly. At least the person who visited Hans couldn't be the 'Red Rose'"

"If you're in the middle of a garden party, for the same reason, I won't be able to go out either!

The indoor reaction was cold to the desperate screaming female chief.

"I can't say enough about that. The certainty of proof of existence (alibi) is inconsistent between the Red Rose, who has been in public for a long time, and the Secretary of State, who said that she was taking extraction behind her back."

"With me, if you ask the ladies, I can prove you're not out of the rear palace!

"Well, what do you think? Everyone who had entrusted the back of the day would be cordial with you. If that's what you want, it should be possible for all of us to keep our backs together."

"Well, if you ask the soldiers escorting the General Gate!

"It is now, I am"

Claude stares at the Chief with her eyes the same color as Mia's. The main room door opened to cover him with barometric pressure and stretched spine.

"Excuse me. Whoever calls himself Orion Cargel in the outer chamber wishes His Majesty all the best."

"He was there to talk to the soldiers at the gate."

"Let it pass."

Instead of going in with Lurie, who graciously lowered, I do, and a big, muscularly large man comes in. Keep looking at some bandit, no matter how hard you try to look at him, he doesn't look like a civilian.

I heard the story, but in the outer palace room, really, they're all gathering freaks. On the side of Deanna's inner admiration, the kneeling Orion was beginning to report.

"On the day of the Garden Club, we heard from those who guarded the gates."

"How'd it go?

"At first I just repeated, 'No abnormalities', but something was wrong… I asked and whispered that during the garden fair, the Secretary of State in a discreet dress went outside"

The chief woman's lips are at war. Alford and Chris moved to a subtle position where it was easy to capture her. I don't know what I'm going to do more than I've got all the evidence so far. It would be natural for both of us to be cautious.

"Why didn't the soldiers tell you honestly from the start?

"That's apparently what the chief lady was giving me, as a stopping fee. I asked in detail that bribing soldiers to escort the General Gate and scrutinizing them to avoid keeping records of their outings seems to be a habit among those who work in the Royal Palace, especially in the Back Palace."

"Oh, my God! Isn't that against discipline!

"You're right. The soldiers of the day also told us that they had passed the Secretary of State without thinking deeply that it was the usual thing."

Juke's expression was harsh from earlier, but when he came here, he clearly raised his anger to his eyes, staring at the chief woman with anger.

"Are you still not going to admit it?

"Your Majesty! Please, ask me. This is all," Red Rose "set it up. It is the trap of Countess Crestor, who planned to chase me down in the way in order to stand at the top of the rear palace, not to grasp His Majesty's heart!!

"It's ugly, Sarah Maris!!

"Isn't it self-evident that it was the work of Countess Crester, even from the fact that she aimed for the crown, forgiven only over the head of the righteous queen!

The chief woman screamed, at that moment. All emotions fell out of Juke's face.

"- Why, okay?

"Heh, Your Majesty...?

"How do you know that the national treasure that disappeared from the treasure trove was a crown?

"That, many times from earlier…"

"Everyone should have said 'national treasure' but not 'treasure crown'. I told those who found out about the crown never to speak out. - Besides us, the only one who knows the stolen national treasure is the crown... the killer."

Apparently, Juke was a juke, putting up a verbal trap. Hooked up properly, the chief woman realizes that she has made irrevocable mistakes and loses the words she speaks.

Deanna was impressed with the juke she had been thinking about properly, although she wouldn't put it on her face.

Juke did not believe from his head, neither the words of the chief woman nor Deanna. While both words were in my ears, I was still trying to figure out which one was the real killer.

If Deanna is the 'mastermind' as the chief lady says. It would be harder not to let your mouth slip in a situation where a woman chief who was your own hand and foot was caught and even the people who found the national treasure were in front of you, when the national treasure you hung was a treasure crown. No matter how much the top is taken care of, Juke can be sure when he utters a word of the 'crown'.... a good idea.

To Deanna, who was deeply convinced, the female chief, who was in a difficult position to retreat, approached her high in footsteps.

"Where's your plan from!?

"... suddenly what are you talking about?

"When did I get into Your Majesty! You poisonous bitch!!

"Red Rose!

The Chief Woman won't stop. Reach out to Deanna sitting on the couch - trying to tighten her thin neck.

In contrast to the impending juke, Deanna did not make it slight before the impending chief.

"Excuse me."

Between the chief woman and Deanna, a sheathed rapier breaks in. Chris, who was watching carefully for the woman chief, moved. With an unimaginable force from a small body, she stays, restraining the chief woman. It was a tremendous shape, and the chief woman went wild.

"Let go, don't let go! A little girl who doesn't know herself will remind me what happens when she hands me!

"... has my suspicion been cleared, Your Grace?

"Clear... I guess"

Juke looks down, seeping the rambling chief, cold, but slightly merciful. Behind him, Alford said, "Get a rear palace guard!" Ordered, "several female Kingsguards rushed to fully capture the female chief using restraints.

"- Countess Sarah Maris. While in the position of chief woman, you can't miss the outrage of trying to work a werewolf on the 'Red Rose' headed by the side chamber. So now, by virtue of my life, I am stripping you of your position."

"... what are you going to do by relieving me of my position? Now there is no one in this country more worthy of the post of chief woman than I am. It is well known to Her Royal Highness."

Tied up, but still chief woman...... from this moment on only Mrs. Maris, she raised her jaw in disgrace to the shore and said away to the king.

"As the head of a woman, she doesn't deserve it."

"Housekeeping, upbringing, experience in the royal palace. That whoever is better than me at all this is in this country?

Behind my back, I can see the samurai, Mia, shaking her body in anger and nausea.

households, upbringing, and experience in the royal palace. - Even though something more important than that is indispensable to those who stand on top.

Even their voiceless screams seem to convey.

"- Why don't you stop now, Sarah?"

Breaking the silence was a deeply calm voice that nobody knew...... I had never even heard Deanna. Soon a woman looking in her late forties, dressed in a plain dress with no decorations, quietly walks over to Mrs. Maris.

"Everything you say is necessary for those who stand as chief women.... but also not indispensable. You have lost what you must not lack."

"Oh, you..."

"As an 'official' working for the Royal Palace, the only thing that must never be lacking. - Have mercy on the people, labor your men, encourage your companions, have a heart of mercy."

Mrs. Maris gives a stunned look. Not knowing what she was shocked by, a strange woman looked back to Deanna, who tilted her neck, letting her live with majesty and familiarity.

"Whoever is given a title named 'official', male or female, is required to remember and practice the wording called 'official hearts and minds'. The heart of mercy is written at the beginning of your heart as something you should never lose."

"Yes... is it"

It was my first ear. For generations, the Crestors are far from the royal palace. Nature and become oblivious to the royal palace's own lumps, etc.

Because Deanna was convinced, the woman, again, turned to Mrs. Maris.

"Sarah. I sympathize with your predicament. But that's no excuse to go against the right way."

"... what do you know about the escaped loser"

"I'm sure I ran away, but I didn't think I'd lose."

The conversation, which the youngsters have no idea. But it did make the lady dear. Somehow everyone gets up and drops her off, pulled off by the rear palace Kingsguard and walks away. Juke sighed, Phew.

- I'm sorry, Mrs. Magnum.

"You have no body, Your Majesty."

"I have to go, too. - Red Rose."

I am called out and look back. Juke just a little bit, he seemed to smile.

"You made a scene. I'll talk to you later, okay?

"Of course it is. Please don't get tired."

"Ah. Mrs. Magnum, I've left the latter to you"

"I'm in awe"

- Alford, let's go.

"Ha ha."

With Alford and the King's Kingsguard, Juke walks away from 'Between the Red Roses'. Drop them off, you can't hear the footsteps, even the signs disappear...

"... good job, everyone. Something's worked out."

The indoor air was heavily loose, and everyone breathed heavily.