Chapter 140 – 140. Prince Kanin’s Faithful Viscount Is Now in Ten Days to Die (3)

– One –

‘The assassination that Regal perpetrated on us must be a most terrible misfortune. However, it should not be overlooked that it can be a blessing in disguise. As our situation becomes desperate, His Excellency can’t just hold on to them and remain vigilant. Besides, by rescuing me and annihilating the rebels, I learned that Regal had been dealt a blow. Your Excellency will have no choice but to acknowledge their competence and usefulness.’

Viscount Uwe Boll sat alone in his conference room, constantly organizing his thoughts.

It was because he had no idea how long it would take before he would be given the time to calmly organize his thoughts like now.

‘With this, there are no options other than to rely on them for a large part, even temporarily. Thanks to that, I don’t have to waste time reducing His Excellency’s antipathy and persuading him that I have to share my good luck with them.’

Smart.

‘There are only two tasks left for us now. First, how well you can fulfill their demands, and second, how you can protect the Crown Prince from Regal’s retaliation. In order to perform the first task more efficiently,’

Smart!

“Dismissal.”

“Ah, are you here?”

Standing in front of him were McKellen and another stranger.

“I’m sorry. I was absorbed in my thoughts, so I didn’t know you guys were here.”

“I have brought you the person you requested yesterday who is good at tracking people.”

“Thank you.”

Viscount Uwe Boll greeted McKellen, then turned his head towards the stranger.

He was a very impressive figure with a skinny face, prominent cheekbones and a snub nose that could be seen clearly from the front.

To put it bluntly, it was a great ugly woman.

“Nice to meet you, Viscount Uweboll. My name is Kininvie. You can just call me ‘Gaeko’ for convenience.”

But she seemed very proud of herself.

Although her appearance fell short of conventional aesthetic standards, in the eyes of Viscount Uwe Boll, she seemed to have unswerving confidence in her own abilities and talents.

“Gagkora. Can you smell it?”

Chuck.

She bows on one knee to Viscount Uwevol.

“I’m proud to be the best in the empire.”

But it didn’t look servile.

It was neither too much nor too little, and the moderation was overflowing.

Viscount Uwe Boll smiled at her contentedly and beckoned her to relinquish her obeisance.

“Still, it’s my first time meeting you, but I don’t want to be rude to you. Did you say kininvie?”

“That’s right.”

“I have a favor to ask of you.”

“I heard it’s about tracking people.”

“That’s right. Sit down first.”

“Yes.”

Sureureung.
Rattle.

As they begin their conversation, McKellen quietly withdraws.

She looked for a moment towards where McKellen had disappeared.

But she doesn’t look away for very long, and she turns her gaze straight to Viscount Uwe Boll.

“I’m asking you to track down a person’s past. I know where he is now, but I want to know what he did in the past.”

“Is that so.”

“Is that possible?”

“If you know his details and whereabouts, it’s easier than trying to find out where he is.”

She replies, full of her confidence.

Viscount Uwevol nodded with a smile on his face.

He liked her very much from the first impression.

If it wasn’t for the Marquis of Caymus, she was a talent that perfectly suited her disposition, to the extent that she would immediately want to recruit her under her own command.

“His name is Monohorn, and he is about 20 years old. He is black-haired, and he seems to be around 175 cm tall. Wear it.”

As Kininbier listened to his explanation, she took out her notebook and took notes of what he was saying.

Viscount Uwe Boll also told her her personal details about her ur mama, and she gave her full details.

“… Is there anything missing?”

“You spelled it out correctly.”

Finally, she even finished confirming the information she had written to Viscount Uweboll.

Her meticulous handling of the work kept a smile from Viscount Uweboll’s lips.

Swoop.
Took.

She pulled a stack of file folders from her arms.

She flipped her cover and opened her first page.

Viscount Uwevol’s eyes widen.

It seemed clear that she, as McKellen had assured her, had a professional aptitude for tracking people.

“Your Excellency, what is the shape of the face of that Monohon?”

“It feels a little angular, but here, it seems to be similar to this.”

“Then the eyes…”

As Viscount Uwevol chose, she combined the features of Monohorn.

Then, put them together on another piece of paper and draw her face.

Soon, a montage of a near-perfect monohorn couple is completed.

“My God… It’s safe to say that it was drawn by a professional painter…”

Viscount Uwevol exclaims in admiration, but she doesn’t even look conceited.

She just bowed her head to show her respect for him.

For her, it was a matter of course for her, so she took it very calmly.

“Where is Lee currently staying, Your Excellency?”

“He’s staying in the northern outback.”

“Then, starting with the northernmost frontier village, I will try to trace his past in reverse order, digging up his birthplace if possible.”

“I beg you. And if you find someone who knows his whereabouts, could you bring them to me?”

“Can we proceed by invitation rather than performance?”

“Please do so. Be as polite as possible. If you have a close relationship with him, you should never be rude.”

“All right.”

“How long do you think it will take for the investigation to be completed?”

She gathers her thoughts for a moment.

Calculate in your mind and come up with an answer.

“If you proceed only on foot, it is likely that you will be able to return by the end of August. If you provide financial support for transportation, you will be able to return in mid-June.”

“What if they provide transportation itself?”

“If you provide the highest level of support, I think I will be able to return after completing all the investigations in late April or early May.”

“About two months at most…”

After hearing her answer, Viscount Uwevol decided that saving time was more important than reducing financial expenditure.

It was because, if she recruited a person close to Mono-Hon, she was also considering hiring them to use them as a communication channel.

“Well, if you know his past and find someone who has formed a close relationship with him, shouldn’t you accompany him to Jedo Island?”

“That’s right.”

“If that’s the case, I’ll support you with a four-seater quadruped carriage and four coursers. Of course, the carriage is a top-class one. We’ll give you one with built-in magic tools for survival aid so that you can stay inside the carriage, so it will shorten your time as much as possible. Can you?”

“I will do my best.”

Swoop.
Chuck.

The two shook hands.

Her slender, knotted fingers tightly wrapped around Viscount Uwevol’s hand.

“Then, we’ll leave as soon as we’re ready.”

“I understand. Preparing a wagon and various supplies, including travel expenses,”

Viscount Uwe Boll looks at her with her coy eyes.

The smirk typical of a middle-aged man appeared on his face.

“I’ll give McKellen instructions.”

“Ah, thank you…”

Her face turns red, and her shoulders hunch.

For the first time since she entered this room, she let out her tiny voice.

Viscount Uweboll, who was in love, did not miss the earnestness in her eyes as she followed McKellen’s back, even if she pretended to be calm.

“Oh, and I’ll put in enough money for travel, so don’t think about returning the remaining money. Whether you spend as much as you want or keep the rest, I won’t be involved, so just think of it as your money, okay?”

“Yes, four!”

“Okay, get out of here and call McKellen.”

“All right!”

A boss who gives a lot of rewards from the start of work, before even achieving results,

Chuck!
Cheeky!
Sureureung.
Rattle.

He is a good boss who keeps his subordinates motivated.

At least Viscount Uwe Boll thought so, and he practiced it that way.

– 2 –

Late night.

In the closed conference room where they always gathered, as always, McKellen and Viscount Uweboll, hooded tightly, sat facing each other.

Both Viscount Uweboll and McKellen were tired in their eyes.

“Today is such a long day, draw it…”

“That, yes…”

McKellen couldn’t bear to say no, and agreed with his words with difficulty.

He didn’t even know how many things he handled at the same time, even today.

“I’m always sorry for you. I want to recruit more people, but it’s not easy to find the right people.”

“I’m just grateful for your words.”

The two look at each other and smile bitterly.

Although they did not have a relationship as direct supervisors and subordinates, they were able to understand and respect each other because they knew each other’s situation well, and because they were pursuing the same values ​​and goals.

So we could comfort each other.

“You worked hard today too.”

“No.”

“There’s not much left now, so let’s cheer up a little more.”

“Yes, sir.”

McKellen quickly helped Kininbie go out.

Her Uwe Ball, her Viscount, by her character, expected that he would surely like her, and would give her the utmost support possible, spending her budget lavishly.

He also correctly foresaw that he would give her her finest carriage to save her time.

So when she left her conference room, she had almost everything set up.

Swoop, Swoop.
Square, four angles.

Unless you are the emperor, you cannot ride the six-headed carriage.

Commoners could only ride in a double-headed carriage, and public officials and nobles could only ride in a quadruped carriage.

So McKellen assumed that Viscount Uwebol would, of course, give him the quadruped carriage, and that of the highest quality.

Moreover, she foresaw the fact that she would follow people’s tracks and bring witnesses to them.

So, of course, the wagon was prepared as a four-seater.

Not only that, but I also packed two months’ worth of travel expenses, dry weight, survival goods, emergency communication tools, and even women’s items.

The amount he took was not the expected duration of the mission, but the result of cramming everything into the wagon’s locker as much as possible.

Unfortunately, it wasn’t far from the deadline for her mission, so she couldn’t find any qualms about it.

Seruk, Sarak.
Square, square.

Because of his excessive competence, Kininbier could not spend more time with McKellen.

With her shoulders drooping, she left her room to do her job in less than 30 minutes.

And from then on, McKellen returned to his usual duties of monitoring the Crown Prince and the people around him.

“This side has been cleaned up. Are you still there?”

“Almost… Ah, it’s just over.”

“I see. Give it to me.”

“Here it is.”

Ever since then, throughout the prince’s daily routine, he followed the secret passages throughout the Lion’s Cradle, monitoring the prince and the people around him.

In the meantime, Viscount Uwebol was organizing his strategy and collecting reports on the monitoring results of the prince and the people around him.

And the work continued without a break even after McKellen returned from work.

“You’ve worked hard. There are many…”

“…Can I say something honestly, Your Excellency?”

“Tell me.”

“Looking at them makes me nauseous, and it’s hard to bear. I want to jump out at once and explode their heads and kill them all.”

“…”

Viscount Uwevol’s eyes took on a gloomy light.

Even he thought, it was hard for him to shake the thought that he was going too far.

“Whoa… That’s crazy…”

The report they compiled was a kind of abuse log detailing the process of raising Canin R. Diageo, the Crown Prince of the Empire, into a sexually abnormal person.

And it was a crime log that contained the process of sexually abusing Canin after attracting all the people around him and the ladies-in-waiting as accomplices in the abuse.

Just by looking at it and sorting it out, they felt their mind wandering and stained with exhaustion.

“The body modification of the Crown Prince’s Highness, instructing and brainwashing all of the maids around her to urge her to abuse Her Highness, perverting Her Highness’s sexual orientation… Well, the direction itself was as expected, long. One …”

“It’s too much. It has to be the beautiful young male prostitutes who sell their bodies in brothels all over the empire. Wouldn’t this be the case?

Viscount Uwevol turns to the summary of the report.

He carefully examines the relationship between the characters with dark eyes.

Except for one, and only one, all the ladies-in-waiting were participating in this abuse.

“Clarence Dylan… Was this woman Your Highness’s nanny?”

“That’s right. She’s the only one who maintains reason around Her Highness, and I think she’s a decent adult.”

“During your surveillance, did you have anything in particular to report about Clarence Dillon?”

McKellen ponders for a moment.

Of the things not recorded in the Canin-focused report, she reviews what she knows.

“Ah.”

“Do you remember anything?”

“She swore an oath of allegiance to His Highness, and entered into a relationship with her vassal. She regards His Highness as her steadfast lord.”

Viscount Uweboll’s eyes shine.

It was very good news for him.

“Any other facts?”

“…And it’s very precarious…”

After expressing his delight, Viscount Uweboll’s expression hardened in an instant.

“In what way?”

“She, as the report states, never participated in Your Highness’ abuse.”

“So?”

“Because of that, I’m being harassed, ostracized, and even sexually abused by all the other ladies-in-waiting who can be called colleagues. Their abuse is no different from torture…”

“This, this…!”

Viscount Uwebol is appalled at their atrocities.

Among the ladies-in-waiting, the position occupied by the crown prince’s nanny was by no means low.

If the crown prince ascends the throne of the next generation, and if the emperor has a deep bond, the emperor’s nanny has a status similar to that of the former emperor’s concubine.

In the history of the empire, the second son of a high-ranking count family beat the emperor’s nanny, who had a deep bond with the emperor of the time, and there was even a count family that went extinct in an instant.

“That, did you leave it still!”

“I didn’t know how Regal would come out if I intervened hastily, so I was just watching…”

“Damn it…”

There is nothing wrong with McKellen’s words.

No matter how much Rasputin is directly intervening to drive the situation this way, Regal is behind it.

It was also clear to her that if things didn’t go the way she had hoped, Regal wouldn’t let her go.

If left alone, however, it might cause massive bloodshed before Canin reaches adulthood.

According to the report and McKellen’s testimony, the relationship between Canin and Clarence was unusually close.

Viscount Uwevol bites his lip and thinks for a moment.

“Clarence Dillon, can you make her a place with this woman? Can you bring her here without anyone else knowing, I mean.”

“… It seems very difficult…”

“Why?”

“Except when Her Highness and Clarence Dillon meet face-to-face, almost every other time, she is always abused by the unscheduled ladies-in-waiting or by Rasputin.”

“What the hell… How on earth could she survive such a hellish situation…”

Even in the opinion of Viscount Uwebol, a marrow imperial aristocrat and a representative of loyal subjects, her loyalty is abnormal, irrational, and unreasonable.

Did it come from the intellectless following of someone blind to loyalty?

Did it come from unconditional love, like a mother’s?

Viscount Uwevol couldn’t understand her no matter how much he thought about it.

“She’s a human too. The durability of each person’s mind is always finite. If left unattended, she might go insane in no time.”

“…”

“Don’t you know?”

“That’s right…”

“It will be difficult, but try your best to get her back. We may not be able to do much for her, but it may be a great comfort to her to know that she has someone to fight with.” .”

McKellen nods her head with her hard face.

“All right.”

“And above all, having someone who can stand by your side and work hand-to-hand with us is a great benefit to us. You won’t be able to do just one nanny.”

“We will make sure to succeed.”

“I believe you.”

The hot resolve of the two men was heating up the secret room.

Their long day was coming to an end like that in a narrow secret room where no one knew.