The Resetting Lady

Berdick broke the door with dozens of generals.

"What is this about?"

Karen glared at Verdick in a fierce voice. Verdick came in without paying much attention to what Karen said.

"We got a lot to say, don't we?”

"What the hell are you doing in the middle of the night? Get out of here!"

Verdick, of course, didn't pretend to hear Karen. Berdick pointed his finger at Karen and ordered the men standing behind him.

"Carlan… put that woman, Kelly, away from me. Tie it so it won't move."

"Okay."

"...let go of me! I'm in a house that doesn't even own... You scoundrels!”

"Hold your mouth shut."

"Yes."

The men approached the struggling Karen. Rough hands tied Karen's body, and soon her mouth was covered with cloth. Karen was forced to sit on the sofa in the drawing room and Berdyck pointed his finger at the people.

"From you, please search five floors one by one, and from the top by one, Mr. Sailan.”

"Shall we search the attic and the boiler room first?"

Why is he here? Karen opened her mouth when she saw the man's face. I've seen that man's face. He was Prince Gwiz'sir. Is Prince Berdick and Crown Prince Gwiz more deeply connected than expected? Are you sure Raymond knows all this?

Berdick ordered him, to his men.

"No, first of all, it would be more efficient to check the general room and then search the special room.”

"Do you have a drawing?"

"No."

"There's no choice but to go through them one by one.”

The men dispersed. Berdick moved with them. Berdick Evans literally tore through the house. Countless men searched every nook and cranny of the house. Is there any trace of Isella?

***

"Long time no see… well, it's only been two days."

"…uh."

"I've missed you so much.”

Verdick looked down at Karen. It was also hard to think of a woman other than Karen. And it was obvious why a young woman stood up for a single young man. Because her daughter couldn't wake up to Raymond's face. Young girls used to fall for anything in it if it was glossy on the outside. I don't know how far it went.

"There are many things you can do without opening your mouth. Stay calm."

Berdick looked down at Karen and walked up to the stairs to find her. The first was a study. The men who entered first were scrambling inside. They were sent by Prince Gwiz. One of them raised his hand while looking at Verdick and set his foot up.

"…Berdick Evans, I don't think you should move."

"What's the problem?"

"The trap is installed."

"…what?"

Berdick stopped and looked down. It was dark at night, so there was nothing to be seen. But when I opened my eyes and looked at it slowly, I could see something shiny.

"What's this?"

"It's a real nail. Well, that doesn't mean your leg will be cut right away, but it's perfect for a fall."

"Why are you playing this game?"

"Is it because it's dangerous for a woman to be alone? If it weren't for us, we would have been hurt."

"…thank you.”

Verdick twitched his eyebrows. Raymond really went around in doubt one by one. To set up a trap in one's own mansion, doesn't it look as if they had anticipated an invasion?

"Then can't you move faster?"

"Yes, we don't know what's where, as long as we've found one. That's why I'm keeping the people who work for Mr. Verdick from moving."

"I don't know when Baron Sears will be back."

Berdick was nervous. We don't know when Raymond will be back. He wanted to search the house enough before Raymond returned. But I can't believe he played like this. Raymond will be more dangerous when he returns. But the man was easy-going. Because it's not his job. Berdick chewed his lips well.

***

Karen thought tied up. There was nothing he could do now.

Raymond set up a variety of traps, but he didn't prepare thoroughly.

"He will never find his daughter. I've already checked everything."

But that was when Karen wasn't there.

Karen died early the last few times while trying to kill Dulan. Isn't it after Raymond's experiment and revenge? He succeeded because Karen was not in the house.

"Oh, shit!"

In the distance, Verdick could be heard screaming because he couldn't beat his own wrath. Did Raymond set you up on a trap?

"When I enter the room, my study and the kitchen... I'll arrange it for you, so don't go in there."

"What's this?"

"It's a prank. I didn't install anything serious just in case you die, but it's still dangerous."

"…I see."

But they were extremely simple. In some rooms, needles would pop out and stab hands, and in some places, desks would fall and pounce on feet, but there was no such trap as a gun or an axe would pop out.

Why did Raymond install that?

Verdick was not a man to be ignored.

Persistent, experienced. He would come back to avenge Karen by taking evidence from any small place. Find Raymond from Karen and I will find Isela from Raymond.

And I'll come back to avenge them. Karen then thought of the fingernails. If the owner of the nail was Isela, would Raymond have done enough? Do you think it's done perfectly?

'Sir Raymond, you're actually not good at cleaning.’

Karen groaned.

Raymond spoke confidently, but sometimes he was sloppy. Since it was managed by more than fifty users, it was inevitable to sweep and clean large parts that stood out. Like he found his nails, he might have made some mistakes.

'But I should have taken care of the body.’

Karen was worried that Raymond might not have done it right.

And I was also worried if it was just one Isella.

But what can you do now?

Karen felt a little sorry for herself, but she knew that she could not do anything about it. More than twenty men came. Whatever Raymond may have done, it's only possible for Raymond to subdue them all. No matter how much you did, it was not possible. Soon the idea led to dissatisfaction with Raymond.

What the hell are you thinking?

Karen Haier!

When Berdick Evans called himself from above in an angry voice, his stomach ached. Raymond must have done something again.

***

Verdick glared down at Karen Haier. Karen glared at him.

"What the hell's going on with Lord Raymond? What are you doing here?”

“…….”

But Karen couldn't answer because she was speechless. Realizing that he had asked a stupid question, Verdick violently peeled off the cloth that covered Karen's mouth.

"Cough, cough."

"Tell me what you're hiding in this mansion. Now!

Karen frown and coughed. His posture was uncomfortable. I had a sore throat, too.

"Suddenly, I came to Tess's mansion without a landlord... What are you doing? Gentleman."

"It's no fun to pretend you don't know me, Karen Haier.”

"My name is not Karen Haier."

Karen remembered the name she had circled last time.

"My name is Kelly."

"Stop that insincere alias, Karen."

"I can't say it's right that it isn's not me. I'm Kelly."

I almost twisted my tongue for a moment. I cleared my throat and said again.

"Lord Raymond saved me. I met robbers in the woods, lost my family, and I was about to be killed, so he saved me and made me live in this mansion.”

"What about their families?"

Karen tried to make a loving voice for Nancy. Family is similar, though. I was dead.

"I used to live with wandering gypsies. And they're all dead.”

"Ha!"

Verdick snorted. Then he held Karen's chin. Karen's ball was pressed in his hand. Berdyk glared at Karen and said in a voice almost trembling with anger.

"You think I'm a very stupid person."

"…I'm telling the truth. I'm a wanderer from Lord Raymond's great kindness....”

"Take off your shoes. Untie the ties."

One of the men behind asked back in a puzzled voice.

"What?"

"Come on. Don't tell me this woman is dangerous."

"Oh, yes. Yes, sir."

His master was impatient.

"What, what are you doing?”

Whether Karen was embarrassed or not, the man took off Karen's shoes.

"Socks, too."

"Yes."

"Oh, my. Now, what's this--.”

White feet came to light. And Karen's white and fine hands were revealed. Karen knew why he did it. It was so obvious that it wasn't a proper lie.

"Who's a maid from a wandering gypsy? A hand that's heavier than this book? Your feet aren't dry at all?"

Berdick said, pointing to Karen's hands and feet.

"Lamond helped me a lot."

"You're an aristocrat helping a maid!"

"He's different from you."

Karen raised her head and said, Berdick stared into the blazing eyes. Come to think of it, there was nothing more to be afraid of for her. And I didn't want to be scared. It didn't matter whether he believed it or not.

And I kind of knew why Raymond did this.

Karen was funny when Verdick was out of control in anger. And I didn't mean to tell Berdick the truth.

"Yes, I was a wanderer, and I had no one to turn to. Sir Raymond has done me a favor.”

Let's hold back our laughter.

Berdick now wanted to kill himself, so he couldn't touch it. Karen replied in a calm manner. I don't know.

"Caran, Karen Haier. It's not good to keep doing this."

Behind him, Lind began soothing Karen with a softer voice as she fixed her glasses. Is he trying carrots after the whip? It's not funny.

"You're being fooled now. It's already been half a year since Icela Evans, the only daughter of Mr. Berdick Evans here, went missing. The prime suspect is Baron Raymond Sayertes."

“…….”

I know. Karen closed her eyes. I didn't want to hear it.

"The suspect."