For the next year, they'll hide my presence until it almost cools down.
Well then, Master Ray, if you'll excuse me.
I have a strange feeling about the words that used to be said and used to be said.
After a day of being picked up by the Anchors, I still don't feel like talking. When I was sent to the mansion to be seen by a doctor, I didn't even feel like moving my mouth when I met a man named "my real father".
The fire was dealt with as a back-running "arson case" against the Marquis's house, and the culprit has not been found. In the Mansion, I was also in a hurry to identify the person who brought me here.... it was rumored that there might be a scorched corpse rolling around.
After the forest burned down, the doctor determined that there were no injuries. I also went with my real father to see the body before it was disposed of. There were a lot of burned corpses besides my back, but... there was no Lyre.
Relieved, I thought I was still alive, and I cried again on the spot. Since I didn't say anything, I suddenly started crying, so I decided that there was a corpse that brought me in.
At that time, it seemed that the guards had been reinforced so that the knights could not get close to the mansion so that the opponent who brought me could visit the mansion even if it was behind the scenes.
I was briefed on various things while I was in the room. I didn't want to say anything in bed, and I didn't want to make eye contact, and my real father explained to me about the Karen family.
The lords and territories of the Karen family where I was were no longer there.
"The real father" has never been able to have a child with the other woman. It seems that she received a letter from her mother suddenly while she was having trouble succeeding her. I was wiped out by my father. And they may still be alive. He said he dumped it on Anchorson's territory.
Having heard that, [the real father] did his best to find me in his own territory.
Baron Karen, who abandoned me, was suddenly swung up an axe and disposed of on the spot by the Marquis, who came to ask about the situation.
They told me to hide my words, but I found out from the bad teething and the rumors of the servants that they must have been killed or killed. I was not so sad as to be surprised.
It seems that the territory of the Karen family is now directly controlled by the "real father", the Marquis of Anchors. Mother didn't tell me she was dead, but maybe it's the same thing.
From now on, I'll prepare the things I need, my life, my career, my teachers, and your dedicated servants. I was not at all happy when I was told to be distracted. Even if a teacher or servant is given now, nothing will be done. Even at the time of Karen's family, my mother, my servants, my real father, all of them couldn't help me from my father. The one who protected me from the beginning to the end.
I'll see you soon.
... where is he now?
I look at the open window of the curtain from the inside of the bed and think.
Lyre was much stronger than anyone else. I'm sure they're still alive.
But I was injured. On the shoulders, and on the feet. How did you escape on your own? How do you treat your injuries? I spent all my money without crying.
"... special abilities..."
The first time I heard a voice after receiving treatment, it was more normal than I expected.
People with special abilities are targeted for human trafficking. That's why Ryer told me to cover it up, and he told me to cover it up. Those who followed me back then were trying to sell me to hostages or traffickers rather than delivering me to the Anchors. That's why people with special abilities are valuable in human trafficking.
But Rhea showed her special abilities as flashily as she could in front of them.
... then where did you escape to?
"Where are you...?"
All I can answer is the sound of the wind in my thin voice. Lyre doesn't show up, even if she drifts her gaze away.
I got injured, lost my money, and my special abilities were known to me. I've taken his place. Is it true that you're in the castle? Maybe he's away from the castle. Until now, I've never stayed in a fixed place.
So you can't see me anymore? Are you sure, that word was a lie?
"... no."
Your will is your voice.
He grabbed the blanket, ate his shivering teeth, and looked at the tied up sky. Even though I cried only yesterday, my cheeks were rattling again.
No, I can't see you at the end like this. I'm sure he's somewhere. It has nothing to do with territory, the underclass, the castle, the country. He's alive somewhere. And one day, definitely.
"I'm going to go see him, so you can take him in at best."
I'm coming back to see you.
You'll come back to me exactly as you said at the end of the day. I told you before. He said he'll pick you up when it's bad. I'm not leaving you. I'm sure they'll come back someday. He's in the castle. He's gotten better, and he's gone, like, all the back office guys forgot about him, and he'll come back one day when it's hot and cold. If I keep waiting in this mansion, I'll come and show my face someday.
I'll see you soon.
"...... Ah, I'm waiting for you......"
I bite my lips and return them to the sky with my choking throat. The tears spreading to my cheeks bubbled into my mouth.
Wait here. I live to be an aristocrat, but I don't forgive Anchorson or anyone. I'll never forget Lyre after all these years. And one day, you'll have to take all your possessions and run away from here with Lyre.
For that reason, I will endure it for years. I'll wait for years. Next time we spend time together, I'll help him.
I'll be praised, let you admit that you've grown up, and I'll tell you a stupid lie again. Such a day will surely await ahead.
That's what I thought as I endured my trembling lips.
I'm not afraid of repeating the word "every day". Unlike in the past, I now believe that there is hope ahead.
At this time, I only thought that Lyer had escaped safely.