The Villain Is A Per Chapter 109

109.

Ti passed quickly and the ceremony was one day away. Richt, who arrived at the imperial palace the day before, looked at the clothes sent by Theodore in the room he was guided to.

Although it was an elegant and simple costu on the outside, the care put into it was remarkable. The clothes were made from a fabric that can be purchased only if you pay the sa weight of gold, and were delicately embroidered with gold thread.

‘I think this will take a month.’

At first, he declined the position of teacher, but it seems he had clothes ready even in that situation. I looked at the various accessories added to the clothes and then looked away.

Night had already fallen outside, and unlike Van, Abel was not by his side. All she did was co midway and whine that she was too busy.

Many nobles participate in the ceremony. Like Richt, there will be people who ca from the day before and are staying, so Abel will be even busier. Even though I know this, I feel grumpy for so reason.

‘Shall I bother you next ti?’

You can bother Abel a little. Because she seems to enjoy it herself.

Richt glanced at Ban without realizing it. I know Abel, but I don’t know half of it. Maybe it was because she had been so rough in the past, but I couldn’t treat her carelessly. So, when the play gets rough, she naturally becos Abel.

‘It’ll be okay because it’s sturdy.’

The class is sturdy, but I decided not to think too much about that. As Licht removed her hands from her costu, Van carefully packed it up and hung it in her closet.

As I look at Ban’s back, which moves delicately despite its size, I suddenly hear the sound of a child crying from sowhere.

‘Did I mishear the sound of bugs crying?’

Although the imperial palace gardens are thoroughly managed, it is not easy to get rid of all bugs. As I thought about that and listened, I realized sothing.

“Is it really a child?”

Richt walked to the window and looked down. Under the dim light of the lamp, a small child stood crying. I was puzzled that there was a child here. The only noble assigned here was Richt.

‘Then is it the employee’s child?’

As I was watching, a driver hurriedly approached the child. And when I asked him what to say, the child started crying louder. The panicked driver tried to comfort the child, but it didn’t seem to work.

As I was looking at it, I felt sowhat pitiful.

“half.”

When Richt called, Van raised his head.

“Would you like to go out for a while?”

When I point my finger down and speak, he makes an ambiguous expression.

“He could be a dangerous person.”

“That kid?”

“It is common to use old people and children as assassins.”

That’s true, but I’m still concerned.

“Is it dangerous if I go with you?”

When Richt asks, Ban thinks for a mont and then shakes his head.

“Not really.”

“Then shall we go for a mont?”

In the anti, there were more articles below. One of the dogs lifted the child up, but was kicked in the face by his struggling little foot. The surprised driver dropped the child, and the child must have been in pain and was now lying down and struggling.

By the ti Richt and Van arrived, it had beco quiet. The child was lying down, wheezing, probably because he was tired from crying. When I looked around at the knights standing quietly, I saw that they were all large and fierce-looking.

I felt like I could understand the child’s feelings a little. Licht walked up to her child and looked down at her tear-covered face. She was swollen from crying, but she looked pretty cute.

He looked up at Richt with his big eyes wide open, but perhaps because it was dark, it was difficult to tell the color of his eyes.

“Kid.”

Then the child answered with a sullen expression.

“I’m not a kid.”

“Then what is it?”

“Rostel.”

“Yes, Rostel. Are you going to keep lying down?”

“no.”

Rostel woke up awkwardly, wiping his nose.

‘I don’t think it’s the employee’s child.’

The mud-covered clothes were made of quite expensive material. As I lived as Richt, my perspective on things seed to gradually increase. When Rostel stopped crying and stood up, the knight breathed a sigh of relief. He bent down and spoke to the child.

“Where are you from?”

Although he spoke kindly, Rostel seed to dislike the article. She looks back and forth between the driver and Licht, then she sneaks up next to Licht.

The driver looked aggrieved.

“Rostel.”

Richt asked kindly.

“Where did it co from?”

Rostel raised his hand and pointed over there. It was one of the palaces where nobles visiting the imperial palace mainly stayed. Usually, when coming to the imperial palace, children are left at ho. Rostel’s parents seed to have been brought along. Now that I think about it, the direction Rostel pointed is strangely noisy.

“It looks like they’re looking for you.”

Richt nodded slightly to the driver. He told

to take him there on his own. The driver, who was quite quick-witted, quickly went out.

“I will take you there.”

However, Rostel ignored the driver and looked up at Richt with eyes that looked like they were about to cry.

“are you okay. “He is soone you can trust.”

Richt defended the article, but Rostel’s feelings did not seem to change. After watching Richt shake his head desperately, I had no choice but to make a move.

The driver took the lead, followed by Licht. He looked halfway through and didn’t seem too nervous.

‘He’s an ordinary child who got lost.’

Richt walked leisurely. Rostel’s steps beca lighter from the middle. She even hopped around like a rabbit.

“Mr. Rostel!”

At that ti, soone ca running from the other side of the street. He was a man with brown hair and small eyes, and judging by his sturdy build, he seed to be a prosecutor.

Richt quickly scanned the man and checked the pattern on his clothes.

‘That emblem is Count Mantel.’

The man who was running saw the driver and Richt, paused for a mont, and lowered his head.

“I am Luus, a knight of the Count Mantell family.”

“okay. “Do you know Rostel?”

“Yes, I was looking for him because he suddenly disappeared. thank you!”

Richt looked at Luus and asked Rostel.

“Do you know soone?”

“huh.”

Rostel nodded slowly. There was no sign of welco.

“Rostel, you have to go back. “The Count is worried.”

Luus carefully extended his hand to Rostel. But Rostel hesitated and did not let go of Richt’s hand.

“Mr. Rostel.”

Even though Luus in front looked embarrassed, Rostel took his ti. Is there sothing there? Slowly, doubt began to appear in Licht’s eyes. Luus seed to have noticed that too. He hastily excused himself.

“sorry! Actually, Rostel likes pretty people. So I follow along sotis.”

Pretty? No matter how pretty Richt looked, hearing it in person was shocking. Luus, who saw Li Hitt making a subtle expression, shouted sorry again and lowered her head deeper.

Since he keeps apologizing, it’s hard to say anything. Richt shrugged his shoulders and let go of Igon Rostel’s hand.

“I have to go back now.”

“Nope.”

Rostel grumbled.

“Why don’t you like it?”

“The Count is ugly.”

Luus’ face turned pale at the words he spoke without hesitation.

‘Well, he’s not that handso.’

Richt, who unconsciously nodded, gently pushed Rostel’s back.

“Still, I have to go back. “I’m going to worry.”

“It’s not.”

Rostel grumbled, but slowly moved forward.

“Can I see you again next ti?”

“If you’re lucky.”

Richt waved his hand lightly as he watched Rostel moving with Luus. As his child walked away, Richt whispered to Van next to him:

“Find out about that kid.”

They say that if a child is related to an earl, he or she has noble blood, but he or she was not properly educated. Children of noble families learn to read from an early age. And when he masters writing, he imdiately begins to morize the genealogy of the nobles.

In the case of Korean and Arican nobles without power, they only look at family genealogy, but the higher the title, the more information is morized. This is so that even if you happen to encounter a high-ranking noble, you can pass by without any problems.

Power is power, and the strong can crush the weak at any ti. I try because I know that.

‘But you don’t know Richt?’

Rostel does not know Richt. But that doesn’t make sense. If she is related enough to enter the imperial palace, she must know. Because Devine has great power.

‘There’s sothing.’

I don’t know what that is. Richt read a fantasy novel with Theodore as the main character, but it had long since deviated from the established story. Perhaps because of this, incidents often occurred that he was not aware of.

I didn’t know that it might be like that this ti too.

Richt left the imperial knight behind and returned to his lodgings. Ban relayed his mission to the waiting Leviathan knight.

The shadow disappeared, but that wasn’t the only thing Devine had built up.

‘It’s strange to rely on just one shadow for all the information.’

Because the shadow was so capable, it was sowhat negligent in other areas. So there were tis when I wondered what to do, but Ferdi solved it. He developed a separate intelligence group while Richt was hanging in the shadows. And I recently handed it over to Richt.

Since most of the mbers were human, their speed was slower than that of shadows with special abilities, but they were quite capable. Thanks to you, I was receiving a lot of help.