Chapter 139:

Chapter 139:

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We have arrived.

Peep.

A falcon flew over the heads of the knights on horseback.

That is the mansion of Marquis Guinness.

It was late afternoon when Lennox Carlyle arrived at the mansion of the Marquis.

Having left the sleeping Juliet with Elliot and the other knights, their journey was relatively smooth.

Rustle.

Having arrived at their destination without any particular incident, the group dismounted their horses in the mansions courtyard.

The large mansion of Marquis Guinness, who had been a great noble of the South, was now completely empty. Only a few guards dispatched from the palace were standing watch.

Isnt that Duke Carlyle? Why is he here?

The guards were surprised by the unexpected visitor.

We are entering.

Lennox didnt feel the need to explain their purpose of visit.

The guards hesitated but just watched from a distance as Duke Carlyle and his knights entered the mansion.

Your Highness.

Yes?

Is it okay to leave Miss Juliet like that?

Sir Milan, who was entering the mansion with Lennox, asked him with a hint of concern.

Just after passing through the gate, leaving behind the sleeping Juliet seemed to be a worry.

Lennox replied calmly.

She might get angry.

Yes She surely will.

Sir Milan smirked.

However, Lennox had a reason to secretly leave Juliet behind.

While Juliet might get angry thinking she should handle her past trauma by herself, Lennox saw it differently.

The one who was weak wasnt her, but the man named Lennox Carlyle.

He couldnt bear to see Juliet standing in such a scene.

But did Miss Juliet really say the item is stored here?

Hmm. If so, I wonder what could be.

Sir Milan clicked his tongue lightly.

The knights looked around the mansion, keeping an eye on Duke Carlyles reactions.

It was just as they had said.

The Marquiss mansion was empty.

Few remaining servants had fled after taking any valuables, making the place feel abandoned.

Perhaps Miss Juliet was mistaken?

Lennox didnt question how Juliet knew about it, only suspecting it was related to her past.

The mansion of Marquis Guinness in the South. The item youre looking for is there.

Lennox stared at the empty hallway.

The knights couldnt see it, but it was clearly visible to his eyes.

A large black panther chuckled menacingly before turning around and walking somewhere, gesturing for him to follow.

Its that way.

Confused, the knights followed him.

After some time, the panther stopped in front of a partially opened door.

A knight who carelessly peeked inside recoiled in horror.

The tiara, which was said to have adorned the head of the familys mistress, was beautiful and delicately crafted, but the gaze upon it was cold.

There was no sign of the expected joy or sense of accomplishment from someone who had finally obtained an item they had long sought.

By the way, Your Highness, I have something to tell you.

Sir Milan, who had been admiring the tiara, suddenly spoke.

In fact, Miss Juliet had asked about this tiara before.

Milan said lightly, as if it were a thing of the past.

I dont know how she knew, but she knew about the Fran couple.

The Fran couple were the names of the servants who stole the tiara from the Dukes house and ran away about twenty years ago.

I dont know where she heard it, but it seems she got some misinformation.

Sir Milan, seemingly more relaxed, was unusually talkative.

Well, the rumor was that the Fran couple ran away with the treasure with their daughter

Milan.

Lennox called him with a pale face.

What did Juliet say?

Ah, about the Fran couple

Not that. The other thing.

Yes?

Sir Milan blinked, then reconsidered his words.

She asked if the Fran couple had a daughter. And

Hadin.

Yes, Your Highness.

Where is Juliet now?

Probably She should have arrived in the capital by now.

Hadin estimated the distance.

Sir Cain, along with Juliets group, had decided to return to the capital before them. If all went as planned, they should be back in the capital resting by now.

If we leave now, when will we arrive in the capital?

If we hurry, maybe the day after tomorrow Your Highness?!

Hadin, who rarely loses his cool, almost screamed.

Duke Carlyle turned around and casually tossed the tiara he was holding at him.

Why did you?

Though Hadin caught it reflexively, he was startled.

This wasnt the way to treat a precious treasure.

We leave now.

Now?

Without rest? It would be a tremendous march.

Hurry.

Finishing his words, Duke Carlyle turned and headed out.

The two knights left inside the secret room with the beautiful tiara looked at each other with bewildered expressions.

Twinkle twinkle.

In Hadins hand, the tiara shone mysteriously.

Then, it happened.

Rumble.

Whats that noise?

Not only the knights inside the mansion but also the guards outside noticed the unusual sound.

Before they could understand what was happening, a dull thud shook the foundation of the mansion.

Your Highness!

The ground sank with an ominous noise.