The Resetting Lady

"This must be tough."

Bowen is here, pretending to ignore Nancy and telling Karen.

"What?"

"All property is now closed. It's a mess right now."

"Why?"

"Berdick Evans' daughter is missing."

Is the biggest change this time around is Icela Evans? Karen was dumbfounded by the constant strange change.

"Icella Evans disappeared and he wasn't ready for it."

"Yes, I think so. I'm going through the whole town like a rat, so I don't think it's going."

Karen wanted to stay, saying she wanted to help find Isela if she came alone. I wanted to see what changed with my eyes.

I want to kill them all.

But Karen saw Nancy and Bowen. And the horseradish. The gun was caught and taken away. After all, all he can do now is make a proper judgment as a hostess. Karen was reluctant to say what she had to say.

"Shall we go to the next town?"

"If I move quickly, I think I'll be able to get there at night."

replied the horseman.

"That's no big deal. Let's go."

Karen kept looking around the village and Isela's villa in the carriage, even though she ordered so.

I can't believe Icela Evans is gone.

What has changed? Karen was curious. Icela Evans disappeared and Berdick canceled the business. What the hell is going on?

***

The horseman groveled.

"I'm so sorry."

"I know it's not your fault."

Karen sighed. Strangely, there were many obstacles along the way. Either the trees are down or the stones are scattered. I even went so far as to have my luggage out. I wanted to touch it out of curiosity, but Nancy stopped me.

"It's dangerous to go through the forest like this."

The moon rose before I knew it. And the carriage was still rolling down the forest path. Will a bear come out? Karen raises her head and counts. Come to think of it, it was a day when dangerous things happened often. This time it may be dangerous to animals.

"Lady, just a little further, you'll find the vacant lot and the tower. I think it would be better to stop the carriage there today.”

"You're right."

But Karen blinked as soon as she arrived. It was an unexpected place.

"Here?"

of all things

Karen looked up at the tall tower in front of her.

He was a tower that died when he was 117 years old.

***

It felt strange to sleep where he had died. Although she had died in her own house, Karen could hardly sleep because the tower was a place where she died quite impressively.

"The door was locked. Will it be okay? Wouldn't the owner be angry?”

"Is everything all right? It's probably Berdick Evans' private property anyway. It makes no sense to stay in the woods. People should use places like this."

"It used to be used as a death penalty."

"If you have a nightmare, I'll erase it for you."

"…don't joke around."

Karen and Nancy entered the room in the tower. The entrance to the tower was locked, but Nancy bent her hairpin and touched it a few times and easily opened some locks. Berdick Evans, the owner of the tower, couldn't open it and came up, but it was usually loosely locked.

"If the janitor comes, I'll pay him."

There was no blood stain from my previous life this time. So when did the bloodstains come into existence? Karen thought, covering Nancy's blanket. It was not comfortable to expect someone else to bleed at the tower before he died.

"But you can't sleep in the carriage. Homelessness, too."

"Yes."

But this is the best way. Karen didn't bother to put forward her opinion. It is also dangerous to go to the forest anyway. This method is 'common sense'. Karen really wanted to go on a trip without anyone.

A trip with no one important, father, Dulan, Raymond, Isell. He didn't want to give up this trip. No matter how the tide turned, Karen was willing to enjoy the change.

"I'll leave as soon as dawn comes. Hang in there."

Life will be meaningful because it changes.

Karen lay down on the blanket. I couldn't sleep well. I felt like I was going to keep falling, and I had the illusion that someone was constantly knocking on the door outside the door. That's okay. This time Verdick has no interest in himself. Isela didn't even meet. But Karen dreamed that Duran would step on her hand and drop it.

And someone woke him up.

"Get up."

But before dawn, Karen had to open her eyes to a hand that shook her roughly.

"…can we sleep a little more?”

But his hands are rough. Karen opened her eyes irritatingly at the touch of pain. However, I couldn't see it properly because I couldn't see it clearly. Karen rubs her eyes and looks at the person in front of her.

"Who are you?"

I've never seen him before. Not only in this life, but in all my life so far. The man whom Karen saw for the first time shook her up. Karen looked around in embarrassment. There were more than a few people. Holding Karen's head, the man spoke in a harsh voice.

"Who are you, Verdick Evans?"

And he pulled Karen up roughly.

"What is this…? Foreigner?"

It was an accent beyond the white mountain range. Karen sees the man who holds her. And he wasn't alone in the room. One, two... at least six in this room. There are also old people and children. It was like a family trip. But all the faces were not good.

"Reply."

He was sleeping a while ago, but suddenly people are coming in and doing this. What's happening now? Karen shook her head half awake. Explanation is needed.

"Nancy?"

"Oh, my gosh."

There was a maid. Nancy, however, was speechless in front of her, and Bowen and his horseman were not seen.

The man who held Karen's forearm firmly asked Karen again.

"Who are you?"

It doesn't seem to be just a robber. Karen recalls that Berdick Evans came out of his mouth. It seems that the person involved had some plans here. But because Icela Evans disappeared, there was a mix-up between Verdick Evans and...Damn it, Karen swore. Evans, you're dragging your feet in this life. It's really a terrible affair. How come it's never helped?

"My name is Karen Haier."

"It's a family I don't know."

The man looks at the people behind him. The old man shakes his head. He doesn't seem to know either. Karen knew that the answer was not the people here. Berdick Evans and his estate were not very close, but they were within a day's drive. These people seem to have come from afar. A foreigner's accent is right.

"We were passing by on our journey. It got dark and I escaped from the animal."

"I can't believe it. What's your relationship with Verdick Evans?"

"Not much."

"This forest is one of his properties."

"…he tried to buy my father's estate, but he quit. So I'm here to destroy the documents instead of my father."

Do we have to say all these things? However, he answered the touch of metal that touched his neck. The man looked back and said,

"There's nothing against words."

"No, wait a minute."

A man who doesn't know behind the scenes says. He frowns at Karen. Karen is an unknown man.

"I remember seeing that face."

"…I just celebrated my 17th birthday."

"Who's your mother?"

It was your destiny. Karen lamented her father's Korean name. Dad, you should try.

"My mother is Catherine Norah-Hayer. Her maiden name was Enid."

"The only granddaughter of Count Enid."

"Oh, you're the great granddaughter of Grand Duchess Carla."

They talk for a moment. An old man standing back comes to Karen with his cane. This is a pretty tall tower, but I dragged that old tool up well.

"Why are you here?"

"I got lost in the woods while I was going somewhere else."

Repeat the answer you have already answered.

"May I ask your name, please?"

"You'd better not know. Do you really want to hear it?"

"Then I don't really want to hear it."

"That's wise."

The old man hits the floor with his stick.

"What should I do with you?"

"We have to kill him. It's not good to be caught."

said the man who recognized Karen.

"Is it necessary?"

"There is a saying that Prince Gwiz is an illegitimate child."

Did you hear that rumor?

Karen was stunned by the unpleasant rumor she had never heard before and opened her mouth. Does that mean Crown Prince Gwiz called himself in even though he knew rumors that he might be his daughter? No matter how hard I live, it's really bad. People discussed Karen's life and death while she vented her anger thinking about Prince Gwiz's face.

"Berdick and Prince Gwiz are quite connected."

"He is a businessman. It is not strange to be reaching out to many countries."

"But if you're the daughter of Prince Gwiz, it's a different matter. It's obvious that the story will go to Prince Gwiz."

Daughter? Karen murmured in shock. Then he contradicted his words.

"I am not the daughter of Prince Gwizu."

At least I have to refute that. Perhaps it is the right choice to negotiate with Crown Prince Gwiz as his daughter, but I hated it. No matter how hard it is. But no one listened to her denial.

"I don't know why there's no Berdyk messenger. If you wait here, I'll go to him alone."

"Maybe it's because I don't have a situation because Icela Evans disappeared.”

Only then do you listen to Karen. asked the old man.

"…how do you know that?”

"I went there on behalf of my father and came back."

"Are you talking about Prince Gwiz?"

Karen held her breath.

"As I said before, it's not. Please keep my mother's honor."

But this time again, people were not paying attention to Karen. People were humming and anxious. Foreign families, people who are extremely wary of royal families and join hands with merchants.

Oh, Karen seemed to know. Those are aristocrats who crossed the border to avoid war. Karen was amazed to see the people she had only heard in the story in front of her. You had a connection with Berdick.

"…hello?"

Karen waved to a girl looking sideways at Karen from behind the old man. It was a girl who looked a little older than Lady Lian. However, his eyes were anxious, not smiling like Lian.

“…….”

Back off. Karen got a little awkward with her hand shaking.

"I don't think so either.”

An old man approached.

"Miss Karen Haier, you should die. We're in a bad situation, too. I don't want to leave any anxiety factor behind."

"I was just passing by and stopped by. If you let me go, I won't say anything."

"…I'm sorry.”

Karen sees an old man who apologizes to herself. The clothes are of high quality. Unlike the man who shook himself, there is no awkwardness in the accent. And I look at my granddaughter. I could see who they were. Raymond once said that. They had entrusted themselves to Verdick.

Karen blinked her eyes.

"Is that so?"

Difficulties and threats come this time again.