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Karen thought of only three men who were rising. But why would they do this for themselves? Karen could only guess one reason. He is the owner of this land that gives them money. His father, Lord Haier.

"I don't know why... I'm sure my father lied. Maybe he did it for me. Since you're a child... Actually, I don't know. How much do average parents do for their children? Now that Verdick killed me for Isela, is it natural for him to make up for me?"

But why is the body gone again now? Strange. Thomas is gone. And the body of someone presumed to be Nancy. Karen shrugged her shoulders as Tom pointed to the empty fireplace.

"Well, isn't it possible for anyone to move the body for the second time? But the one who entered this unused cellar, removed the body, and quietly removed the other bodies found here. Same person as the first one. Maybe he planned it, and some other people acted."

He was silent. Even though he was worn and worn out in the rough streets, he was still young. In fact, Tom didn't understand half of what Karen said. What I vaguely understood was that she not only damaged the body, but already killed others, and someone was protecting her. She is not punished for killing people.

Tom focused on Karen's words to stop thinking.

Karen turned away from Tom and felt the wall with her hand. Can we raid Karen now? Tom aimed at Karen's back. Although he is smaller and younger than Karen, he may be able to rush. He counted inside. One, but she soon turned away. Tom sat back awkwardly. Luckily, Karen didn't seem to feel much strange about Tom.

"I'm sure the smoke here will fall into the kitchen...The other day, when I started the fire, there was smoke on the roof of that line. So you're right that the fireplace is connected? I think this is the hole. You must put on some medicine before you go to bed? Burns are hard to heal."

Who made you do this? But Karen's face seemed genuinely worried. So Tom felt more strange. Regardless of Tom's mood, Karen groped through the cracks in the wall and beckoned Tom. It was as if a good lady was trying to take out snacks to a beggar. He looked at the other person's face and expected something.

"I believe in magic, but... In this case, it makes more sense that people did it rather than magic or God. I was more confused because I went through something weird myself. I was just wondering, look at this."

Karen pulled something out of the crack in the wall and showed it.

Tom, staring at something, soon groaned back knowing it was a part of a person.

"Two bodies have disappeared, but there's a hidden part left."

This must have been cleaned up by someone.

Tom looked alternately at parts of her father and her smiling white teeth.

"And you get it?”

Karen used her finger bones to pull out what was inside. The rotten flesh came out.

"Your dad's bottom is not big. It's rotten, but I'm sure it is. It's decomposed and it's bigger."

He spoke with determination.

"Do you understand?"

It was after a long time that I realized that I was refuting what I said on the day of the trial.

It was a joke I couldn't laugh at.

***

Tom had to open his eyes at dawn with cold hands touching his cheek. Karen was sitting on the bed.

"I can't because I'm curious.”

what

Karen shined her eyes. Farrani's eyes glow like animals in the dark.

"As I thought, the body in the fireplace was Nancy?”

Tom had to lift his drooping eyelids.

"But at first glance, it didn't look like you just dropped it, did it? It's not broken."

The charred body lay neatly. That was clear enough. Tom nodded his head.

"As if I've given you a funeral...Did someone call in a mortician and sew it up? As you can see, it was burnt and still had good bones. Then it's highly likely that your father took care of it that way. Hey, that's great."

“…….”

"Isn't it a good thing someone picked it up and held a funeral?”

Your dad's supposed to be just a manure. Karen congratulated with all her heart. Tom nodded his head awkwardly.

"Anyway, the body disappeared... Let's say my father ordered me to clean it up. By the way.”

Karen's smile disappeared in a flash. Tom was nervous. Karen's mood ran several times a day and never showed her ups and downs in front of others. But in front of the mute himself, he revealed his ferocity and madness. Karen's voice is getting sharp.

"I killed a man, and isn't it too neat?”

Karen stared into the air.

"My son killed a man. So parents, who are in power, took care of it. It could be. I can understand. By the way.”

I heard a thud.

"I can't believe you took care of it without telling me, without any word among the users. It's too neat."

“…….”

"As if I had already expected."

Karen was angry. I had to try to control my anger. My fingernail dug into my palm and bled. Blood dripped down on the bed.

"What does my father know?”

05. Hunting season

three days of ashes for redemption

Four days of water for prosperity.

The first day was a sin offering.

On the second day, it was the dry season.

The third day was an exemption.

The guilt of unconsciousness, the sin of weakness, and the sin of ignorance shall be atoned for atonement, but the scale of the rite shall vary according to income and status.

Those who covet others, who defile their property, who take false oaths, are to confess their sins, pay ten times as much damage, and offer sacrifices of blood on the day of ashes. This is in accordance with the Sex Act, which is separate from the laws of each government.

A thief gives a lamb to a thief.

He who commits adultery gives three young cows.

The assailant gives a young mare.

The murderer.

Part of it doesn't look torn. Request a new protocol.

***

Summer has begun. Karen liked summer because the temperature difference in Haier's land is severe, but it was basically cool. fresh summer vegetation and wind The shining sun sings passion and occasional downpours are fun.

Throughout his life, human relationships were like an inflammation and torture of Karen, but these landscapes provide comfort over time. So Karen was fortunate that her place was not in the snow-covered fields or the southern part of the country with the scorching sun.

However, it would have been better if there were many people and provocative big cities in the countryside. Karen was tired of seeing Isela again today.

"You can't ride a horse?”

"I always went to the hunting ground by carriage. Actually, I'm not very good at horseback riding."

"There are things Karen can't do. I heard it's not that far. Equestrian these days is basic to ladies."

"Thank you for your advice. Let's learn from next time. But not today, Isela. I believe in skilled horsemen rather than beginners' equestrian skills."

I don't want to work, but I have to.

Lent is approaching.

Berdyk encourages Yeongju, making this Lent an unprecedentedly large-scale festival. Even so, Karen was sullen because she was told that it was unprecedented every time for 100 years, but she fainted after hearing the specific number and budget.

Berdick wanted a bigger memorial service, saying that there was a mix of things, including business and accidents that happened to Karen. They had to prepare 37 sheep and 70 turkeys, and 70 pigeons were not enough. He even suggested that the type of burnt offering should be matched to the sacred number of Chil, and the lord accepted it.

Dulan, who has to capture at least one of the offerings of each kind and raise the burnt offering, will be thrown into confusion of identity whether he is a new or a butcher. Yeah, why would you do such a stupid thing?

After Duran revealed his useless, even close-to-cheek talent as the next lord, Verdick would look at Duran with a look of wanting to swallow him almost. Duran woke up annoyingly early to see if he could not stand the look. However, such a minor rebellion could not stop Berdyck's passion.

He asked for more hunting of wild birds and deer, saying it would not be an ordinary sacrifice, so Karen had to prepare for a full-fledged hunt instead of a picnic.

It's not Karen who hunts themselves, it's the hunting grounds. But responsibility is annoying. Karen had to work as a hostess, just as she had to check on the maid's work, even if she didn't clean herself.

I don't want to be in this situation, I want to visit my father. Karen was annoyed by the situation. a damn position a bloody authority dogged responsibility

The ruling class has so much to do and so little time alone. Even Karen must stand up early in the morning to be groomed by Donna and face Isela in the morning, order lunch, work with Evans in the afternoon to manage and treat guests like maids and butlers, and examine daily routines.

Karen, who had little work, was like this, but Yeongju was worse, not less. Karen was so angry that it was so hard to meet her father alone since the question came up that she would wake up at dawn and hit the bed with a pillow or tear up paper. Why does he have to do so many things because he's only 17 years old since he didn't remarry? There's no place to relieve the feeling of crying. I just want to find out why and find a way to die or live. I'm so tired of my daily life.

As Karen approached the carriage, Tom came down from the cabins. The horse-riding uniform, which was shortened to fit the body, was perfect for being a doll. It's not that bad. Tom is old enough to start a carriage. But Tom's cute face was rather unpleasant for Icela Evans.

"Carran, are you going to take that?"

"Yes, it's her job."

"Then I'd rather ride a horse than a carriage.”

"Isela."

"The carriage is stuffy.”

Later, Karen sighed as she saw Tom with his face down. But it's not right to side with Tom here. Karen led Isela to the stable. Tom couldn't keep his head up.