Sofia received a letter from Gilbert. It came from Elvin and he brought it here earlier.
"─ ─ Thank you."
"No, I should thank you."
Could Sophia be one of Gilbert's collaborators? Sofia nodded little and opened the letter. It contained rumours about Baron Lannish territory. Said that there have been successive disappearances in recent years, mainly of teenage men among the people.
"Why...?
The Baron of Lenish, known to Sofia, is a small but quiet, safe land. It was supposed to have nothing to do with the horrible crime described here. I remember people who went out with their parents on their young days and laughed at them. I had heard that poverty was a problem, but Sofia had never actually seen it. Gilbert sighed small and slightly stepped forward.
"Explain in order"
Gilbert told Sofia about the situation with a harsh expression. The fact that Sofia's uncle and aunt, the current Baroness and Baroness Lannish, are involved in the production of illegal goods, which is done somewhere in Baroness territory. It has been done for more than five years. And the disappearance case in the letter may also be relevant.
"─ ─ That's right."
"Are you okay?
Have you worried Gilbert? The current Baroness and Sophia have no affectionate relationship. However, the fact that such crimes continued throughout the Baron's territory was sufficient to grieve Sofia. Gilbert lowers his eyebrows. Sofia moved her neck slightly from side to side.
"Go on, Gilbert. I... have to know."
I repeat with my heart what I once thought that going out is about confronting realities that I don't want to know. Still, Sofia herself chose Gilbert's neighbor. Gilbert seemed unconvinced, but he stared at Sofia from the front to see if she was lost. Sofia is also ready for that look.
Sofia's parents died in a carriage accident.
A hard voice shook Sofia's tympanic membrane. There are a number of facts connected to that word in your head. Crimes that have been committed for more than five years. Immediately after their parents' death, they ran to the Baron's house. And the artifact that was lost unnaturally.
"─ ─ Perhaps the accident between my father and mother....?
Even though there was no answer, Kevin's expression showed that it was true. He's biting his back teeth and distracting his eyes. Gilbert, who noticed Sofia's gaze, also turned to Kevin and placed his right hand on his forehead to stretch out the wrinkles between his eyebrows.
"Sorry."
Gilbert distorted his face in agony and closed his eyes to calm his feelings. Sofia had a strange feeling that the doubts she had up until now had fallen into her heart. Gilbert was trying to pull Sofia away from the incident because he saw it.
When I met Baron Lannish at that night party, Mathias asked them what they had done. Were they Sofia and her parents to the Baron? Should I be sad or angry? Should I be afraid of the crime I was close to?
"No... I'm sorry. I don't know what to look like right now."
Sofia leaned down. Squeeze your combined hands together on your knees. I've pushed my emotions and killed them many times, but it's the first time I don't know. Emotions that don't make you cry like a mess are screaming in your heart.
"Sofia ─ ─"
That was when Gilbert called out Sofia's name. The door to the reception room was wide open from the outside, and Gilbert and Kevin came in with different uniforms.
"Marquis. I'm not impressed to be in a place like this without telling us."
Sophia was surprised by the high-pressure voice and raised her face. Meet one of the men. He smiled and laughed, but his eyes did not laugh.
"─ ─ It's not an investigation. I was just talking to my fiancée, who came by the house."
Gilbert stood up. Sofia shook her shoulders at the sound of a squeaky chair.
Was that so? ─ ─ Oh, but... she's Miss Sofia Lannish, isn't she? I finally got out of the house, and let me talk to you. She is involved in the case. I lived in that mansion, so you wouldn't know anything about it, would you?
"She knows nothing about the task force's pursuit. Lord Fecht's thoughts."
Gilbert's eyes shrunk. But one of the men in the Secret Service who was called Fecht didn't seem to pull a step back.
"Does the Marquis know that?
With a mockery on his face, Fecht turned towards Sofia. For some reason, your hands tremble freely at the rising feeling of fear. Even though he's the same Melee Knight as Gilbert, he looks richer than Gilbert. Why do you think I'm so scared?
"Instead, you say I don't understand."
Gilbert walked over to Sofia and grabbed her right wrist without changing her expression. Sofia opens her eyes to surprise. Gilbert knows best that the behavior is meaningless.
"─ ─ Ha!
Fecht took a step back with a stunned expression. The men behind him are looking at Sofia with similar faces. Secret Service personnel know Gilbert can read magic shakes. I mean, I can't believe Sofia was touched naturally, let alone with a more reassuring expression.
Sofia worried about Gilbert's cold hands and was relieved to be on her side at the same time.
"Unless the Secret Service is willing to help us with our case, otherwise there's no point in talking."
Gilbert cut to the chase. He opens his mouth to deceive the overwhelming overwhelming Fecht.
"Hmm. Isn't that a trick to protect her?
"─ ─ Master Gilbert is not like that...!
Until then, Sophia had forgotten her fears and anxieties and stood up aggressively. I felt insulted by Gilbert and I couldn't forgive him.
Sophia, who had remained silent until then, suddenly opened her mouth and the task force was struggling to react. Fecht is also distorting his face by realizing that his words were careless.
"Please pick it up. You can talk at a meeting at a later date. ─ ─ There's nothing to hide here."
Gilbert said in a low voice, and immediately the task force appeared. Sofia, who still doesn't believe what she said back, gets hit on the shoulder by Gilbert and pulled back into reality.
"You can go home today. ─ ─ Let's take him to the carriage."
Gilbert grabs Sofia's hand and pulls her out of the reception room. Sophia and Gilbert couldn't open their mouths to each other until Sophia got on the carriage.