Failed To Abandon the Villain

“Master?” (Reinhardt)

With her head up, Valletta took a step back to avoid Reinhardt, who put his face right in front of her.

“…… you, what is it? Why are you laughing all of a sudden?” (Valletta)

“Ah….. well, I like it.” (Reinhardt)

Valletta swallowed a vain laugh at Reinhardt’s nonsense.

What the hell is this saying? When Valletta looked at him with stern eyes, Reinhardt shrugged.

“Now I’m waiting in the southwestern village of Talos. I think the same thing is going to happen.”

“Is that magic?”

“I doubt that it was actually magic that destroyed the village. It looks like traces of a roast.”

“Roast?”

“Yes. But there’s a possibility that roast is magical. And the one that brought the corpse back to life is definitely not magic….. The corpse is more like … alchemy.”

Reinhardt’s voice was low and contained doubts, which meant that he was not sure either. Reinhardt had no talent or interest in alchemy, so he might not know.

“What else did you find out?”

“There were traces of an ancient magic circle in a village in the north. If I’m right, it’s most likely the magic circle that generated roast.”

“Roast…….”

“It seems that it was an ancient magic circle that destroyed the building of the Duke’s residence. And I also found out that whoever it is can use more powerful magic than I can.”

Reinhardt crossed his arms, but he did not look troubled. Rather, he looked relaxed as if it was within the scope of the assumption to some extent.

“So why is Master trapped here?”

“There was an attack on Duke Delphine’s residence.”

“Yes, it was an ancient magic circle for mass destruction.”

“After that, I made a potion and distributed it to the injured servants. However, the servants who drank it all died. And on top of that, I was the suspected accomplice to the murder of Count Delight.”

Valletta shrugged her shoulders as if it wasn’t serious. Unable to move, Kien, who had to hear and see everything that was going on, was simply speechless. Because from what he heard, she was framed, but she was too calm.

“Is it possible that Master made a mistake?”

Reinhardt, who smiled, asked mischievously. Valletta’s face hardened. She stared at him, not hiding her displeasure, and Reinhardt stuck out his red tongue and licked his lower lip.

“That wouldn’t happen.”

Reinhardt shrugged his shoulders at Valletta’s determined answer.

“I don’t doubt my ability. But when I gave it to Snorta, it was fine.”

“……really? That’s weird.”

“The corpse is weird too. I checked and found that the wounds had mostly healed. The potion was okay, so I think it healed the wounds. But there’s something about it…..”

Valletta blinked slowly. There must be something different. Maybe it wasn’t the potion she had created in the first place. Then there was the situation where another potion was given to them.

“Did you find out what the emperor is after?”

“I don’t know yet. But I think he hid something in his office. There were traces of alchemy.”

“I actually want Master to come to the village and see that corpses come to life. Because I don’t feel anything about alchemy at all.”

“Wait a little longer.”

“Then again, no matter how you look at it, the destruction of the village is far from magic and alchemy. That’s why I’m hoping that Master will come and see it.”

Valletta fell silent at Reinhardt’s words. She was tempted to do the same, but she couldn’t leave right now.

Valletta swept her forehead hesitantly.

“I didn’t tell you, did I?”

“Tell me what?”

“…… the necklace you lost. The Crown Prince has it. It seems the Emperor stole it and gave it to him.”

“…….”

Reinhardt’s face hardened. Seeing his expression, Valletta sighed. In fact, she honestly didn’t expect Milord to pop out from there.

“That gold?”

Reinhardt’s fingers twitched.

“I hated that gold, can I kill it?”

“No. And… if you can find out something here, I’ll go with you to the village.”

Reinhardt’s shoulders twitched at Valletta’s words. He crossed his arms and nodded his head with an even more venomous expression. Valletta turned and looked at Kien.

“Let him go.”

“Is that an order?”

Valletta narrowed her forehead as she saw Reinhardt’s smiling face. She put her palm to her forehead and nodded.

“Please, Reinhardt.”

“…….”

Reinhardt’s gaze met hers as she spoke with a gentle voice.

With a look of disbelief, Valletta pointed at Kien.

Snap!

Reinhardt snapped his fingers and the movement that had been blocking Kien was released. There were no words from Reinhardt, who released him honestly. Kien, whom they thought would attack them right away, looked at Valletta with an expression of incomprehension.

“Why did you bring me here?”

“The Duke told me that he believed in you. I trust that you will keep what you hear here a secret.”

“I don’t believe you.”

Kien said with a hard expression. Valletta frowned.

“Who wants you to believe me? Just report what you just heard to the Duke and Carlon. And forget everything. That’s enough.”

She needed someone to tell the Duke what was going on. And they needed to be warned. The Duke would inevitably get involved.

“And tell them to watch out for Lesir.”

“Lesir?”

“A living, moving corpse. You heard what this guy said earlier, didn’t you?”

Reinhardt glanced at Valletta as she spoke. It was a word he was familiar with. Reinhardt’s specialty was ancient languages, and so was Valletta.

The basics of alchemy and magic have been handed down since ancient times. In the old days, there was also a saying that alchemy and magic had the same source. In other words, there were times when alchemy and magic were one and the same.

“Lesir ……… means resurrected in the ancient language.”

Valletta nodded at Reinhardt’s words. Kien stared at Valletta and Reinhardt. They were obviously much younger than he was, but they were good at dealing with all situations.

“….. If you are right, that means you’re being framed, but you’re very calm right now.”

Reinhardt burst out laughing at Kien’s words. He stroked his chin, looking very amused. Valletta, who was staring at him, opened her mouth.

“Survival is my specialty.”

“Are you doing this because you can’t get out of here?”

“What…..?”

“You can’t put me and my Master in the same standard as you. She and I could destroy everything and run away, but we’re just keeping pace with you.”

Kien’s eyes widened at Reinhardt’s laughter.

Reinhard shrugged, looking at Kien’s incomprehensible gaze.

He looked at Valletta and opened his mouth.

“I am trying to live within that ordinary framework you speak of. If I want to do that, it is the slave’s job to compensate for it. Isn’t that right, Master?”

“Would you mind stepping out of slavery for a moment?”

“I don’t have the right words, do you?”

At Reinhardt’s words, Valletta sighed, turning her head, as if she was tired. She felt her stomach churning whenever she talked to him.

Kien stared at them in a daze. He felt like he was in a whole different world which people said the two were out of standard.

“Can you deliver it to Duke? Lesir’s problem will be solved by me and this guy, so never step in.”

“I’ll deliver your message….”

“And what happened here…..”

“Today you visited the garden. I don’t know about anything else. But I won’t let it go a second time if something happens like today.”

Valletta nodded as she listened to Kien’s firm reply. In fact, there was nothing more she wanted from him.

Seeing her sigh low, Reinhardt tilted his head. The sky was still very blue. He blinked slowly at the dazzling sky.

“I will come back again.”

“Okay.”

Reinhardt’s gaze finally met hers at her gentle reply. Valletta couldn’t pretend to be unaware of his gaze and opened her mouth.

“Why?”

“There’s something strange about Master today.”

With those last words, Reinhardt stood still for a moment and then with a snap of his fingers, he disappeared.

In the blink of an eye, the spell was broken. Valletta turned away, as if she had no more regrets.

“The room is stuffy….”

Where would it be a little easier to get information? She couldn’t just go to the Office right now…….

“Can you take me to the library?”

“Sure.”

She didn’t seem the least bit interested in the emotionless reply. If there was no kind of magic that could bring people back to life, there was a high probability that it was alchemy. If that was the case, she had to get some information on alchemy.

“Oh here you are.”

“Lord Gillian.”

“Where have you been?”

“I went to the garden, is there a problem?”

Valletta replied irritably, interrupting Kien who was not a good liar. Gillian shook his head at Valletta’s counter-question with his eyes looking at her as if she was a child.

“Nothing. If you have time, how about a cup of tea?”

Valletta’s brows narrowed. She didn’t want to drink even a drop of water if he gave her. The man was definitely up to something. She was pretty sure that this man was the one who killed people with the potion he made. At the very least, it was a strange trick that came out of this man’s head.

“I’m going to the library to read books, so I’ll pass.”