Chapter 105.1

A few days later, a gift came along with a letter to Yurina. The caller, as expected, was Lydia De Flon.

‘I’m not very happy about all this.’

Yurina guessed that Lydia would send a letter. But when she got it, she didn’t want to know what was inside.

Yurina looked at the letter and gift box Betsy placed on the table with a slight frown on her face as if she had seen something very strange. She guessed that Lydia would send her letter, but when she received another paccage from her, she couldn’t guess what she was thinking, and she was reluctant.

When Yurina looked at the letter as if she was listening to the speeches of the enemy, Betsy, who was fussing around, suddenly asked in a serious tone:

“Milady, what’s the problem?”

“Ah, nothing. I’m just tired.”

“Then, shall I prepare some refreshing tea to help you wake up?”

“No, everything is okay. No extra hassle needed.”

“But I don’t mind. It’s just one visit to the kitchen.”

“That’s cumbersome. Thank you for your words.”

Yurina, who smiled slightly at Betsy, frowned again and tapped the table with her fingers. But she soon caught the edge of the letter with the tips of her index and thumb. Seeing as if she was grabbing at least a foul-smelling mop after not washing for ten days, Betsy put on an even more puzzled expression.

Whether Betsy said it or not, Yurina stretched out her hand as far as she could and checked the name written on the letter once again.

[Lydia De Flon]

The handwriting was neat, which corresponded to the elegant image of the daughter of the Marquis. Next was the seal of the De Flon family with a painted lily on pink wax.

Outwardly, everything looked innocent, but in Yurina’s eyes, everything just became more suspicious because of that.

While Yurina was looking at Lydia’s name and the seal of the De Flon family to see if there was anything suspicious, Betsy held up a cup of steaming black tea with her left hand and placed it in front of Yurina. It was a consideration that allowed her right-handed person, Yurina, to hold the handle of her teacup with her right hand.

In that little thing, Betsy’s consideration and skill were seen. Frequently, maids who were clumsy at work unconsciously lifted a glass with their right hand, put it down, and moved the handle to the right belatedly.

Yurina smiled at Betsy as a thank you and took a sip of black tea. As her refreshing fruity scent filled her mouth, she felt her complicated mind clearing up.

“Betsy.”

“Yes, milady.”

“Could you get Ray and Dave over here? They’re probably both in the lab right now.”

“I’ll be right back!”

Yurina hid Lydia’s letter as far away as possible.

‘No matter how you think about it, it’s suspicious.’

The letter and gift box looked nice, but since the sender was Lydia De Flon, she couldn’t accept it as a pure favor.

Who knows, maybe black magic is hidden inside the envelope?

It would be great to just throw it away if possible. But Yurina couldn’t act so recklessly. After all, she still needs to maintain contact with Lydia in order to reach Karion and through them to reveal the secret of Marquis De Flon.

It was time for Yurina to pretend to be at ease and empty her cup of tea. The mana in the room trembled, and Reynard, Dave, and Betsy appeared out of nowhere.

“Wow! Is it space travel magic? I’ve never before… oh, so great!”

Betsy clapped her hands in excitement like a child. When she looked back at Raynard, her face showed a sense of awe and pride, as if a parent were thrilled to see a well-bred child.

Although it wasn’t a short walk from the lab to Yurina’s room, Reynard didn’t show any signs of exhaustion even after moving along with the other two. Betsy, who was studying his face, then looked at Dave, who was standing next to him, and seriously asked:

“By the way, why can’t Mr. Dave use space travel magic?”

“I can do everything!”

As if Betsy’s question seemed to have hurt his ego, he pushed up his glasses, which had fallen down on his nose, and barked at her.

“But before, at the academy, when milady was in danger, you said you couldn’t move there, so you had to run on your own two feet. Yes, and that was…”

Betsy wasn’t in the habit of pointing out other people’s shortcomings or weaknesses. Perhaps she was only saying all this because Yurina was in great danger.

“Then everything was different! The coordinates were inaccurate! We moved from the lab to this place because we know the exact coordinates…”

“I said then that everything happened at the front door!”

“And I remember you said that your lady suddenly disappeared? The probability of teleporting with Sir Aaron and Yurina in a short period of time is low, so I concluded that space travel magic was used on them. Then the mana around them was distorted, and if movement magic was used incorrectly, serious problems could occur.”

Unconvinced, Betsy looked at him suspiciously.

“If you don’t do it right, you could have your limbs torn off.”

Betsy gasped and covered her mouth.

“Uh, uh, how? Why is that?”

“If the coordinates are wrong, the torso can move to one place, the arm to another, and the leg to a third…”

Betsy and Dave in their own way, and Dave in his own way, probably had feelings that had been piled up for years without speaking, and the two continued their trivial bickering.

Reynard laughed as if they were cute, like watching five-year-olds fighting while playing house.

Actually, Yurina found him the funniest.

‘How pampered Betsy and Dave are.’

Reynard thinks he’s grown up, but he probably still looks like a kid to those two.

“By the way, why did you call me? Betsy said you were looking for me and Dave, so why I came here with magic.”

Yurina quickly took care of her expression, put down her glass, and pointed at the letter and gift box to him.

“Could you check if there is some evil magic in there?”

“Letter? But who sent it?”

“Lydia De Flon.”

Reynard, who was looking at the letter, crumpled his face.

“Maybe we just burn it and that’s it?”

“Hmm, I’d like to, but I’ll have to check what it says… no! You can’t burn it!”

Yurina stood up from the unusual energy she felt from Reynard’s hand and reached out to him. Raynard quickly drained the mana from his hand.

“It’s ominous.”

“I’ll check it out and burn it right away if it looks weird. Is it okay?”

He sighed in displeasure, but still gathered mana at his fingertips. The light that escaped from his fingers wrapped around the letter and gift box and disappeared in a green flash.

“I don’t think there is anything wrong with it.”

“Isn’t there a curse with black magic?”

So far, there has been no direct evidence that the black magic first discovered at the tournament is connected to De Flon. However, Yurina and Reynard were still suspicious of the De Flon family.

Fortunately, Reynard shook his head.

“If there was something strange, I would feel it.”

“Then can I open the letter?”

“Hm. Just in case, I think I’d better check it out myself. Is that okay?”

“Huh.”

As soon Yurina gave him permission, he carefully ripped the seal off the letter. Yurina was nervous for the next few moments, but nothing happened. Reynard scanned the letter with his eyes and read it slowly.