Chapter 72

you're a guest Nothing like that could have come. Rafel frowned at the thought that he had been played by Harold's prank. My inspiration has gone senile, talking nonsense like that.

Rafel hated people, and was basically distrustful of humans.At least he was the subject of rappelling that Harold was almost the only one.It was impossible for such a lapel to invite someone to the personal space of home.Those distrustful eyes, Harold was at ease.

“According to my information network, there are quite a few big players in the Chapelle Empire. He came to Delta for very personal reasons. Let's say vacation, for example?”

“What does that mean?”

Rafel's reaction was lukewarm. It looks like someone from the Chapelle Empire is coming, so what could that be? Laziness and otentatiousness, such as enhancing national prestige, was a matter for King Selgratis to take care of. Master, as Celgratis wanted him to be. Lafel turned his back on him, deciding he had heard something nonsensical.

“Oops. You seem to have no interest in her wife at all.”

Lapel stopped at the sound of tongue clicking coming from behind him. Why is Annette mentioned here again? Rafel turned his head and looked at Harold with an annoying look.

'I'm talking about my wife with that hot temperature, so why don't you wait?'

Even so, it's not love, Won. At this point, it was surprising. Thought he was all grown up, Lapel still had his half hedgehog-like side of him. He bristles his thorns and is in a hurry to fend for himself, and everything else is at a loss.

“From now on, pay attention to your in-laws' house. So why not get a crumb of bread and eat it? Think carefully. Who is in the Chapelle Empire?”

Only then did Lapel understand Harold's meaning his, and his eyes he moved slightly. Annette was not her only child of hers. Her brother was a genius worthy of belonging to a mere kingdom. Get a place there.

It was an unprecedented case that a talented person from another country was placed in such a high position in a place as huge as the Chapelle Empire. It was Annette's brother who did it. In a word, Arjen Bayern was a successful life itself. Had such an outstanding son that Allah Mand would show off the superiority of his lineage.

Rafel gritted her teeth, recalling the aggressive face of Allah Mand.If Arjen looked exactly like Alla Mand, he would be looked down upon.Even if that was Annette's only brother her her.

'I didn't even poke my nose at the wedding, so why are you visiting me now?'

Rafel felt annoyed inside her.She was so busy for a genius that she did n't even attend her only sister's wedding her.But she's visiting because she has something to do with her now.

Harold's information was never wrong, so it was certain that he would face Arjen Bayern sooner or later Rafel was acutely uncomfortable with that fact At least, if she had seen Arjen's face at her wedding, she wouldn't have been so uncomfortable.

Unlike his fame, Arjen Bayern was not much known. It was because he studied at the academy of the Chapelle Empire from a young age, and he became a bureaucrat upon graduation. Know what kind of person Arjen was.

Rare genius. High-ranking official of the empire. Arrogant son of Allamand. And…… His wife's brother his. Lafel felt repulsed by all these modifiers without leaving out a single one. It would be if I could live alone with Annette, forgetting about everything else.

Rafel jumped up in surprise at his unconscious thoughts.

Rylin, perched on a branch of her tree, idly swayed her leg. The sunset over there was so beautiful that it dazzled my eyes. She said that Raileen generally liked saturated and colorful colors like that sunset. Wine-like hair wasn't actually natural.

But, contrary to appearances, is it because he has aged quite a bit? These days, I prefer deep and elegant colors rather than flashy colors that hurt my eyes. Like the hair of the woman sitting on the balcony below.

Raileen sat in the rocking chair and looked down at Annette, who was asleep, with puzzled eyes. Her hair was glistening in the setting sun, a beautiful rosy blonde. Maybe that's why I suddenly had the urge to touch her hair. A crow temperature that liked shiny things.

Raileen jumped under her without hesitation. She landed lightly on her balcony without even making a sound of footsteps, and Lyleen straightened her back. As she moved closer to the rocking chair, a shadow fell over Annette's face her. Without feeling any danger. The blonde hair that flowed down her flushed cheeks from sleep stood out.

'Pretty hair.'

Raileen reached out and brushed her blonde hair behind her ear her. Then Annette turned her head away with a growl in her sleep. Rylin waited for her to wake up, but that was all she did. Annette, tossing and turning slightly, fell back into a deep sleep. She seemed to be a light sleeper and sensitive, but Annette was surprisingly dull.

“This. Only then will I be able to 'work'.”

Rylin held back her wry smile. There were two reasons why he visited Annette today. One is to report the schedule of the 'preliminary field trip for smuggling into Osland' requested by Annette the other day. 'Unexpected guest' who was about to visit Annette.

Rylin said she seemed to pop up every now and then, but she all had her own reasons for her.He was pretty busy after all.But this time it seemed the timing was wrong.Because I couldn't wake up Annette who was sleeping so well.

The other time he showed me a crying face, but this time he showed me a sleeping face. She was a truly unpredictable woman. Even if she was bold enough to sneak into her temple of her, she was too timid to see herself dressed up as a statue. As she recalled Annette's surprised face her, her tears her dripping down her face her, a smile formed on her lips her.

'That means he's a person who doesn't get tired of it.'

Rylin tilted her head and looked down at her sleeping face hear it.

Rylin held out her hand, wondering if she was alive. At that moment, the book Annette was reading fell to the floor. Raileen, who casually picked up the book, looked at the title. Annette was reading. Scanned the back of her book.

―Interrogation method to make a lying criminal confession

It even had a terrifying subtitle, in small print, at the bottom: “Easy and Effective Torture Included.” Rylin looked in disbelief at Annette's calm face her and at the bloody book. A moment later, a small smile erupted from the corner of his mouth, which was slightly raised at the tip.

“Pu-huh.”

She was a really fun woman.She was very fortunate that she was determined to leave her husband and go to her Osland her.When that time comes, she will have a chance for herself.A long-awaited heartfelt smile spread across Rylin's beautiful. Face her her

Annette suddenly woke up. She must have fallen asleep while reading a book in a rocking chair on the balcony. Recently, Annette had been quite worried about meeting Celestine at the temple. She's not the culprit either, and if Celestine is n't the culprit… If so, who the hack did it?

Since my head was complicated, the books I read naturally became more and more difficult. If this is the coachman, Ivan, no…… It seemed that if he met Ben March, he would really interrogate him. How nice it would be if we could find out who was really behind it.

No matter how much I thought about it now, I couldn't find an answer. It was dark outside, and the wind blowing from across the garden was quite cold. I didn't know if I would catch a cold. Annette, who Inadvertently tried to get up from her chair, found her outerwear falling on her body. Annette's eyes widened slightly as she picked it up.

'Isn't that a man's coat?'

At first, I wondered if Lapel had covered it. However, the coat was too flashy to be Lapel's. Its dark wine-colored coat was adorned with golden tassels and rims, so it shimmered in the dark. Like this.

Annette tilted her head at the smell of perfume wafting from her coat her her her.It smelled strangely sensual and decadent.His sense of smell her recognized the owner of this coat before his head her her Annette, who was still sleepy, narrowed her eyes.

“Mister Rylin. Are you here?”