After spying on Leto who was spying for three straight days, he only revealed himself after confirming Leto had stopped pursuing when isa just wandered around aninglessly.
"...I couldn't sense her at all."
"That's to be expected. So, do you think there will be any issues with the walks?"
"Yes. It seems they'll just leave be as a mood refresher."
Although isa could act as heir externally, the absolute monarch she had to obey unconditionally was Head of House Badal.
If he ordered isa not to go out, she would have to comply.
But he didn't actively respond even to this sudden outing.
Only the family executives, the 'middle-aged faction' as Turan called them, were making a fuss on their own.
He had sowhat expected it would turn out this way.
According to what he confird while investigating internal docunts from various archives, the head had been holed up in his quarters for the past several decades, delegating almost all duties to his relatives.
Recently, he had only left his quarters during the war with Zahar and when sending off the Black Spirit subjugation force.
"I was hoping to search his quarters if the head ca out himself..."
One of the plans was to take advantage of when the head ca out to personally scold isa, but it seed they would have to give up on that.
After briefly discussing that, Turan made isa faint like three days ago and injected food.
The sa routine repeated for several days.
Walking, sleeping, and food injection.
On the fourth night, Turan spoke to isa after she woke up from fainting.
"Let's escape tomorrow."
"Already?"
"If we stay any longer, others will get suspicious. You're gaining weight faster than I expected."
Over the past few days, such dramatic changes occurred in isa's body that it wouldn't be strange to call it a transformation.
The sunken areas around her eyes filled out, her wrinkled skin smoothed, and her stick-like body thickened.
Although it was still sowhat dubious, in just a few more days the changes would be obvious to anyone who saw her.
"Let's et west of Morgen City at noon tomorrow. If I'm not there after about an hour past noon, you should return. It ans sothing went wrong."
One of the good things about having tracking abilities was that there was no need to specify exact eting locations.
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On the day of escape, Turan woke up as soon as dawn broke and imdiately began executing the operation.
The first step was infiltrating the mansions of the middle-aged faction nobles including Kadram to secure docunts of their corruption.
In this process, he actively used the mask's disguise ability rather than stealth.
This was thanks to having figured out the internal situation after going in and out several tis over the past few days.
"Hm? Aren't you Beck? Didn't you just leave?"
"There's sothing the master ordered."
Turan casually entered and exited studies while disguised as servants working at each mansion.
It took two hours to secure all the docunts.
Even this would have taken less than half the ti if he didn't have to walk between mansions like a commoner.
After securing docunts from all fifteen people, Turan took out the stored hair and activated tracking magic.
It was to track the Zahar noble Leto.
'Where... ah, good, she just left her quarters. Saved the trouble of waiting.'
As a maid directly serving the head, she naturally stayed in the head's quarters, but would go out several tis a day for errands and other duties.
Kidnapping her was actually the biggest variable in this plan.
If she happened to stay cooped up in the head's quarters today with no reason to go out, there would be nothing they could do.
In that case, they would have had to return the docunts and postpone the escape plan until tomorrow.
Disguised as an ordinary gardener, Turan arrived at a mansion after crossing through the main estate following the tracking magic.
'This is...'
Next to the mansion's main gate was written in large letters [Sirel Arabion].
isa's half-brother, born from a woman of House Nagin.
Leto seed to be talking with soone inside his mansion.
'This guy didn't have anything notable when I investigated before.'
Just normal docunts in his study, and while he had appropriate interactions with the middle-aged faction as a relative, he didn't participate with their side.
But isa despised him terribly.
Because Sirel's mother was the head's companion, Anieta Nagin.
'After isa's mother and younger brother died... that woman mocked isa.'
That's why right after the incident, isa sent a letter to her half-brother Renode calling him a murderer.
It was practically the sa as revealing that House Nagin was behind it, even if the circumstances were unknown.
In fact, one of the still unsolved mysteries was the alliance between the middle-aged faction and House Nagin.
If the head's identity was one of the gods, then having a companion shouldn't matter much.
While it could just be to create excuses to tornt isa, Turan internally suspected there must be so related issue within House Nagin as well.
Or conversely, they might be trying to exert influence over House Nagin through this.
While lost in thought, he saw Leto coming out of the mansion after finishing her conversation.
After completing his prepared disguise, Turan imdiately approached and called out to her.
"Leto."
At Turan's call, Leto's eyes widened in surprise before she smiled and bowed her head.
"Yes, Lord Kadram! What brings you here—"
"Follow . I have a task for you."
Turan couldn't be certain if he had perfectly taken on Kadram's appearance or if there was any awkwardness in his voice.
Although isa said it was identical when she was next to him, they hadn't directly compared and confird.
But Leto followed him without showing any signs of doubt.
When she asked what task he might have for her, he had prepared an excuse to give, but true to her training as an assassin, she didn't even ask that much.
When they entered Kadram's mansion, an elderly butler asked with a puzzled expression.
"Master? Isn't it ti for your daily eting..."
"I forgot sothing I need."
A look of doubt crossed the butler's face at Turan's words.
Perhaps the disguise was too crude to fool soone who had known him for a long ti?
But the butler seed to think his instinct was just being oversensitive, as he simply bowed his head without saying anything more.
Internally breathing a sigh of relief, Turan led her to the mansion's basent.
"Um, Lord Kadram? Why here..."
A strange unease crossed Leto's face, perhaps because while she had been to the mansion before, she had never been guided to the basent.
Did she think Kadram wanted her body?
Instead of answering, he silently continued walking, and after a mont's hesitation, she finally chose to obey.
The basent was dark with no lights on.
When Leto habitually closed the door like a well-trained maid, the barrier that had been set up inside activated.
"Ugh...!?"
Before coming to find Leto, Turan had used up one person's worth of the barrier caster bloodline's mana stored in the Mimicker relic.
The effect of the barrier he had set up was to slow down and seal the target's movents.
Though the surprised Leto tried painfully to take out so hidden weapons from her chest, her movents were unbearably slow.
Turan leisurely grabbed her hand to take away the weapons, then thoroughly bound her body with the mana-suppressing chains that had been used on Solif in the past.
Feeling the mana starting to drain from her entire body, Leto frantically cried out.
"L-Lord Kadram? What is this—!"
Instead of answering her words, Turan imdiately drove his fist into her face.
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