Chapter 121.2

If Reynard returns, De Flon’s plans may be exposed. So he plotted to curse the Marchioness and forced Yurina to participate in the hunting competition.

If only Reynard hadn’t graduated earlier, he could use the wolf to deal wit Yurina at will and eliminate the entire Carthia House one by one. No, if it was Marquis De Flon, it would definitely have been.

‘If Ray hadn’t come back a year earlier…’

Just thinking about it was terrible. Even if Yurina had tried to prepare, she wouldn’t have been able to do anything in that situation.

At the same time, Karion’s face came to mind.

“So, but Blessed himself can’t use black magic?”

In response to Yurina’s question, Reynard quickly skimmed through several sheets of paper.

“It seems so. That work, found by Aiden, states that Blessed can’t use black magic. And that is why the royal family would like to enlist the support of the Blessed.”

“So you’re saying that Karion didn’t help at the last hunting competition? Just like Aiden said, Karion can’t use black magic.”

“Maybe he didn’t help with that wolf. But perhaps it was he who destroyed the magic barrier.”

Raynard added strength to the hand holding the letter. The envelope was ruthlessly crumpled. As Yurina flinched and took his hand, Raynard remembered the paper in his hand and spread it again. However, when it didn’t work out, he used magic to bring it back to normal.

“So you can recognize a warlock too? Can you prove that Marquis De Flon is a warlock ? Prove he’s behind the assassination attempt at the hunting competition?”

If he could figure that out, he could have strangled Marquis De Flon’s throat. Even so, the Emperor punished the count, who was considered the instigator of the hunting competition incident, for treason. They said that it was tantamount to treason because he released a wolf that could run amok in the presence of Curtis, the Crown Prince.

If only he could prove that he joined hands with a traitor from the Crohn Kingdom…

However, Reynard, who read the letter carefully to the end, shook his head in disappointment.

“Because they usually keep their magical energy, it seems that only warlocks can recognize other warlocks. They say you can use at least a little magic to find out.”

“So you’re saying Marquis De Flon can only be blamed if he wants to use black magic again?”

If he uses black magic again, it must be magic that targets Yurina or the Carthia family. Although Raynard could recognize black magic, she didn’t want to take that risk.

‘If you do it wrong, Ray could get hurt…’

Reynard put down the letter and gently squeezed Yurina’s slightly pale cheek.

“Aiden found out only a small part. There may be a method written somewhere to identify warlocks. No, there will be. So don’t worry too much.”

“Huh.”

Reynard lowered his head and tried to kiss Yurina on the forehead. However, before his lips touched her foreheads, footsteps were heard in the hallway, and the two of them had to leave in a hurry.

“I brought tea.”

Reynard looked at the maid who was pouring tea with a resentful look on his face, then looked at Yurina and smiled as if frowning.

What a pity.

He said with a silent grin. Yurina also moved her lips.

I think so too.

She wanted to go back to the time when everything was going well and her relationship with Reynard was smooth without any worries.

* * *

Back at the mansion a week later, Betsy looked much brighter than when she left. Yurina, who had been worried about Betsy and Tony, was finally able to put her mind at ease.

“Is Tony much better?”

“Yes. The medicine the lady gave me must have been effective, so his fever went down quickly, and now he eats well and runs around the house diligently. You don’t know how much I struggled to repeat not going outside and playing.”

“I’m glad. I was thinking of sending Rodrick if he still doesn’t feel good.”

Betsy waved her hands in surprise.

“No. How can you bother Mr. Rodrik over trifles? Everything is really okay, and there is nothing to worry about. He also ate the snacks that the lady brought very well. Thank you.”

“I’ll take care of it often next time.”

Knowing Yurina’s do-it-yourself personality, Betsy smiled and said thank you instead of saying it wasn’t necessary.

“Could you make a cup of tea? It was lonely because Betsy wasn’t around. Betsy always took care of me.”

“Didn’t others take care of the lady?”

Betsy frowned slightly. If that was the case, she was ready to run right away and continue her nagging. Yurina quickly shook her head.

“They served me. But the tea the other kids make tastes…”

She seemed to be gossiping about the other maids for some reason, so she couldn’t bear to speak and just laughed. Betsy stood up proudly, as if that alone was enough to convey her inner thoughts.

“As expected, there isn’t a person who can make tea well like me?”

“Yeah. Betsy’s tea is the best.”

“I’ll boil it right away. Please wait a minute.”

Betsy hurriedly left the room and soon returned with butter cookies and black tea. As soon as she put her tray on the table, the aroma of fragrant fruit tea filled her room. Yurina closed her eyes and took a deep breath in through her nose.

“It smells good.”

“This is the new black tea. I thought the lady would like it, so I brought it.”

Betsy put the cup on the tray and poured the tea. Then the scent of black tea started to come out more strongly.

Betsy placed the cup holder in front of Yurina, then lifted the cup with her right hand and set it down.

“I like the scent of black tea, but it’s a bit strong, so I don’t know if it will go well with cookies. Try it and tell me if you don’t like it. I’ll make another tea right away.”.

“No, it’s okay. That’s enough.”

Yurina smiled and raised her right hand. But then she glanced at the table and froze for a moment.

‘What?’

The handle of the cup was placed on the left instead of the right. In an instant, goosebumps ran down Yurina’s spine.

“Milady, what’s wrong?”

When Yurina stopped drinking tea and stayed still, Betsy tilted her head. Yurina looked up at her, hiding her trembling hands under the table.

This woman is not Betsy.