The movent of the small animal that was flapping in the air grew stronger little by little.
It even made a cooing sound, as if telling him to let it get down.
Theon's eyes looking at the carrier pigeon were cold.
He thought that he would feel better if he grilled this damned bastard right away.
It was funny to see him squinting his eyes over just one little bird, but it was sincere.
"On its ankle"
Grasping his rationality at Ayla's voice, who was blurring her words, Theon slowly opened his hand.
Flap, flap.
The carrier pigeon, which was flapping its wings vigorously, landed lightly on Theon's large hand.
A heavy silence fell between the two as they found the red cloth tied around its ankle.
How long did it last?
Ayla, who swallowed dry, slowly opened her mouth.
"Seems like sothing happened."
"Maybe. We have to go to the detached palace."
"Go on first. I'll follow you soon. If we go together, it will be suspicious."
"That would be nice. Try not to be too late. If that quick-witted person sent a carrier pigeon, then it's probably not a normal thing."
He wouldn't let it go if sothing wasn't satisfactory.
Theon clenched his fists and muttered to himself.
Seated on a long branch, the carrier pigeon tilted its head and let out a coo'.
***
"Is there anything you need?"
"Anything I need? I'm not sure. I don't know because I haven't really thought about it."
"Sothing you lack while staying in the mansion, or sothing you want to have. I heard that respectable noble ladies need countless things."
"Hm."
Theon slowly pulled the reins of the horse as Ayla looked worried.
After thinking for a while, Ayla moved her small lips as if she had rembered sothing.
"I can't rember anything I need, but there are places where I want to stop by for a mont."
"Then stop by for a mont. If it's not too far away, it will be fine. Orhan isn't that pathetic."
That
The handso black horse stopped in front of a shabby tavern.
Theon, who quickly descended to the ground, stretched his hand towards Ayla.
"Is this the place where you want to stop by?"
Looking around with a slow gaze, Theon's eyes narrowed.
The wooden tables outside the tavern were filled with drunk custors, despite the early hours.
No matter how you looked at it, it was not a destination that a young lady that was nobly raised in a Count family would choose.
Rattle, rattle.
The alcohol bottles scattered here and there were being kicked by the feet of n and rolling around, making a loud noise. Unorderly and cluttered tables with piles of trash on top of them.
What business did they have in this place, full of people shouting and enjoying themselves?
Theon's eyes changed sharply at the sight of Ayla nodding her head without saying a word.
"Did you just co? You can sit anywhere. What would you like to have?"
A man in plain clothes, who was staring openly at the two of them, spoke in an impolite tone.
"A cup of red dragon."
"Do you an that red dragon?"
The man opened his eyes at Theon's monotonous voice and reconfird the order.
Towards Theon, who nodded instead of answering, the man let out an Ooh' and changed his attitude.
Most of the people who ca to the tavern were looking for beer or cheap wine diluted with water because their purpose was to get drunk.
anwhile, that was the most expensive drink in taverns
To the point that they could close the business for the day.
Theon smiled satisfied at the sight of the man going inside hurriedly.
"Hm. It wouldn't be a bad idea to enjoy the lives of ordinary people after a long ti."
Unlike Theon, who was sitting relaxed, Ayla's blue eyes were moving busily as if searching for sothing.
Ayla's eyes, which were shaking anxiously, were focused on one place, as if they had found what they were searching for.
Slap.
At the end of her gaze, a middle-aged man ca in, striking soone's cheek with a toad-like hand.
Beneath the man's feet was Lily, who was weeping and pleading with her haggardly skinny body.
Ayla's tightly closed lips trembled.
***
Ayla kept a firm expression on her face all the way back to the mansion and stared straight ahead.
Wondering if there was sothing wrong with her, Theon slowly moved his eyes and looked at her.
Let's go now.'
He took just one sip of the expensive red dragon.
It was a drink that he didn't even usually have out of fear that it would distract him.
He only tasted it enough to moisten his throat.
He had to leave before he could really taste the alcohol he hadn't tasted in a long ti
It would have been less disappointing if he hadn't started in the first place.
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