34 34 Prince Wang Perspective

The moment I heard Roger's words, I felt ice water showered from my head. I feel my body cool all at once.

Rachel was taken away, he said.

"What do you mean?"

"Ha. I was visiting the church today.

But with Lady Rachel... "

"What?"

"Well, the clergyman had left a note."

Cleric.

I don't even want to hear that name now.

Why is the cleric and Rachel gone?

"Write it down..."

"Here it is."

Roger keeps his head down and offers a piece of paper in front of me.

"Forgive me for throwing everything away for love."

"Running off..."

Cyril, peeking into my hand from behind, squeaks a little bossy.

Running off?

No, that can't be right.

I don't think so, touching my chest pocket with a letter from Rachel from the top of my clothes.

There were certainly words written there denying his relationship with the clergy.

Are you saying that's a lie?

No, I don't think so.

Of course, there wouldn't be a zero chance that it would be my hopeful observation.

But when I said I would stop by Marcel's on my way home from Donacian territory, you would have acknowledged me with such a gentle face.

Besides, the letter said, "The next time I see you, I want to speak to Your Highness."

You think that rachel's running off?

"I can't think of that"

"Well, I guess"

"... is that cleric?"

Cyril, who had refrained beside me, also nodded at my grunting words.

In the first place, this writing letter is not the letter of Rachel.

That means I'm sure this is a cleric's written letter.

Absolutely, what love is.

She writes those words lightly and she vomits back.

Oh, fuck.

I've only seen chills in the distance that day, but I can vividly recall what it looked like.

That cleric took Rachel. When I think about it, there's blood on my head.

Think calm down again and again. But I can't hide my frustration.

"What were you doing, Roger?"

"I'm sorry…"

"I'm not saying apologize. I'm asking you what you were doing."

"We refrained in front of Lady Rachel's room.

There came a kid from the orphanage... who said he made cookies.

I remember eating it…… but…… after that I remember. By the time I realized it had been hours and I had been put to sleep on a church couch "

"Have you been drugged?"

That cleric must have known Daitaro was raised in an orphanage. And also taking care of young children.

Have you used that kindness? My kid told me to eat it, and I guess Roger made me try it in front of him. And while she was asleep, Rachel said she was taken away.

"Existence to accept any disposition"

It's easy to reprimand Roger for keeping his head down like he regretted his actions. I want to do that.

But that's not where Rachel comes back.

"Your disposition will come later. Now just think about finding Rachel."

"Ha."

The voice from his mouth was lower and colder than he thought. But Roger, who had always looked down, raised his face and a light appeared in his dark, sinking eyes.

"I'm headed to church right away"

To my voice, Cyril and Roger began to move.

Cleric, remember.

I won't allow you to take Rachel away from me.

I'm sure I'll show you hell.

I weaved my jacket, which Cyril offered sassy, and without stopping, I only looked forward.

By the time we reached the church in Marcel territory, the area was surrounded by dark darkness.

Sister says the sudden absence of clerics and rachels wrapped the whole church in chaos.

But she said that Sister and Rachel's samurai had forgiven the children, and when we visited, they had just laid the crying children to sleep and were taking a breath.

Both the Sisters and the maids muttered that they did not know where the two had gone. They haven't even seen the two of them move somewhere.

But as for Roger, he said the cleric had told Sister, "Let him rest because he seemed tired and asleep".

Sister also questioned whether it was something to sleep in during the escort, but whatever it was said by a trusted cleric. I guess I've convinced myself that that can happen.

I found this writing when Sister, suspicious of a cleric and Rachel who wouldn't show up after noon, began to look for the two of them.

To sum up everyone's story, that's what they say.

"So did you find anything?"

We were put through to the cleric's room, and we were looking all over the room to see if we could find any clues.

On the desk are all the paperwork on church-related chores. And then, orphan related here. Orphans' places of employment and interactions with relatives.

I don't find anything big.

He clutches his fist unintentionally and slaps it on the desk with a dong.

Moments and hours go by, but I don't have time to be so mottled.

Feelings are only a rush to the back.

Katan, turning around unintentionally to the sound of

"Your Highness, look at this"

"What?"

"This drawer, it's doubled. Looks like there's a shelf down there too."

"Open it."

Looks like Cyril, who was checking the back shelves, found something. Heading towards Cyril, he pointed to one of the drawers on the shelf.

When Cyril removes the top of the shelf, a large number of letters come out of it.

"This..."

"Is the sender Ireil Watto... Raymond Watto... relative?"

"Ireil is my father and Raymond is my older brother."

"You know me well."

"Yeah, I'm a very capable man."

Confirming each and every sender first, Cyril struck out of relationship with the cleric.

When were you looking into that?

... I can't let this guy go at all because of this.

Always brilliantly assists where I can't reach it.

That's a man named Cyril.

But now I don't have time to be impressed.

"So, do you want to check everything?"

"Oh, can I ask?"

"Yes."

While Cyril checks the letter, I look for other clues.

Especially the information I want to give priority to right now, where Rachel is.

The Sisters also said they didn't realize when the cleric left.

If that were not false, the clergy would not have acted prominently as a means of moving out of here.

That means we may not have gotten that far.

But I can't locate it.

Anyway, Marcel territory has too much to know about itself, unlike the King's capital.

There is no hiding place or means… there is no information at all.

Even though Rachel said she might feel scared while she was doing this.

I want to make sure you're safe soon.

Come on, come on...

We have to find it somehow soon.

… I need a clue.

Get a bookshelf or drawer that you haven't checked yet.

The book is scattered around it, and the paperwork is scattered.

But you don't mind that.

We have to help them out soon.

"Wow, what is this? What, did Louis change his job to steal things?

I hear a relaxed voice from behind me, my shoulder rising in a vicious manner.

"Theodore... why are you here?"

Theodore stood holding Crowe for some reason.

"Well, fine. Not now."

I think he also used the metastasis technique.

But I don't have time for that right now.

"This mess is horrible," Theodore looking over the room in a swallowing manner is now terribly irritating.

"No, you better listen to me."

"I'm in a hurry!

I find Theodore very annoying laughing niggardly and invincible as usual.

Absurd your voice as if you were going to bump that frustration. But without a bare gesture about how I look like that, Theodore whistles to tease Hugh.

"Come on!

"Yes, yes, shall we calm down a bit?

Let's rub the information together calmly first. "

I feel uncomfortable with Theodore's words.

I said rub the information together.

My head gets cold all the time.

"You know something"

"Ah. The border case I was looking into."

"Traces of suspicious technique,"

With that said, you said you were summoned to the sorcery division when it happened during this time.

I completely forgot all about the other things.

But how does that matter?

"Well, what a ban it would have been if we had proceeded with analysis."

"Prohibition."

Prohibition…… As its name suggests, it is a technique that is forbidden to be used with a high degree of danger.

The one I used went to the store without question as a dangerous person.

I can give you things like manipulating people's behavior, manipulating their memories.

But no one can manipulate the prohibition. Unless you have extra magic.

Yes, it would seem to manipulate lightly if I were about this Theodore.

I almost shuddered unexpectedly and shook my neck to the left and right. No, let's not think about it.

In the first place, the royal family has been subjected to special procedures by high priests at an early age to prevent the prohibition from hanging.

But the ban...?

He must be quite powerful in magic, because he lays his hands on such a technique.

The technique must be doing more on top of the technique. Makes it look like you used a different technique.

If it were normal, we wouldn't be able to see through it.

But the fact that the surgeon does not know.

The fact that a hell of an out of common sense genius exists.

Even the sorcery division would have been hard to spot if it wasn't around Theodore or the captain.

"So, what do you think?

Just say it quickly.

"Yes, yes, that one. Commonly known as the" Spirit Killer "

"What?"

"They're after him, maybe this kid."

Lift up a little bit of the chrome that Theodore was holding.

Cro rings' Nyer 'as if to answer Theodore's words.

"And it is also this child who will take me to Miss Rachel"

"Nyer."

They're taking me to Rachel's, that's all.

This black cat...

How.

Of all the questions that came to mind, I just had to stare at Cro.