Published at 23rd of August 2022 09:58:19 AM

At the name I whispered, both the man and Rosalind looked back at me, startled. The man stared at me, stroking his handsome lips.

Do you know me?

Ah?

Obviously, he was definitely a different person just by looking at his face. Under the pale moonlight, the silver hair tinged with blue was familiar to my eyes but the facial features were different.

He did not have the face of Damon who was Dereks escort in Lagrange.

But

His aura was too similar.

Each person has their own aura, so even people with similar dispositions showed slightly different auras.

Ive never seen anyone with similar auras like this.

I am Damon Deus. In the capital, I am in charge of the empires department of the treasury.

Please beware of Marquis Deus.

Charlottes request suddenly came to my mind at the mans introduction. She said I would be able to tell just by looking at him but his aura wasnt as sordid as she made out her warning to be.

On the contrary, it could be said that it was beautiful as it was a soft aura like the moonlight.

What about you, my lady?

Oh. Im Anissa Lagrange. I must have mistaken you for someone else.

If he was really Lagranges Damon, theres no way he wouldnt have known me.

I greeted the man who raised his eyes towards me as if seeing me for the first time.

You must be Grand Duke Lagranges younger sister.

Yes. But you really are a lot like a knight that I know.

Do you mean Im like a Northerner?

People in the south and the capital dont like Northerners. Thus, the words youre like a Notherner could also be used as a kind of an insult.

I bit my lip, wondering if the Marquis was offended by my question, but he was looking at me with clear eyes as if he had asked purely out of curiosity.

Yes, however, your eyes are a little different.

That knight must have been very handsome.

....ah, well, haha.

I was struck surprised by the Marquis shameless remark that I laughed out loud, then nodded remembering Damons neat appearance.

Damon of Lagrange was such a handsome man that it could be suspected he was playing a lead role. The same could be said about the Marquis in front of my eyes.

Yes, he was a very handsome knight. I was sad that he suddenly disappeared. Im sorry if I was rude.

Not at all.

Due to the dark surroundings, the marquis pale brown eyes looked a little darker when he blinked, and then he reached out to his sister.

Sister, I have something to say.

Hm. Im sorry. Could you excuse us for a moment?

I nodded my head slightly at Rosalinds request. The cold wind had cleared my senses.

I have a title of a princess so it wouldnt do if I cant adapt in the social world.

I cleared my throat remembering Charlottes elegant posture, speech, and behavior.

Then Ill leave first, Rosalind.

Whether she heard my greeting or not, Rosalind tilted her head and whispered to the marquis. The sweet atmosphere, as if whispering sweet nothing to each other, was peculiar that they didnt look like siblings at all.

Click.

At the sound of Anissa opening the door and leaving, Damon glanced at her empty seat and scratched his chin.

You didnt get caught, did you?

Looking at his slightly troubled face, Rosalind burst into laughter as if she was having fun.

Very few can recognize my camouflage magic. Unless one was a very high-ranking archmage, it isnt possible to see through my magic.

However, the energy that was felt emanating from Anissa was far from the magnanimity of such a powerful mage.

Are you sure its not because shes too powerful of a mage that even you cant feel that energy?

Youre looking down on me too much.

In fact, Damon was the owner of a few magic towers on the continent and a recognized magician. As if he was offended, he knitted his eyebrows and glowered at his colleague who was playing the role of his sister Rosalind Dunafard.

Whats your reason for getting close to Anissa Lagrange? It doesnt have anything to do with the mission.

Getting close to her? She looked like an abandoned child so I was only taking care of her. Ah right, damn southerners and their disdain for northerners.

Damons magic tower was located at the tip of the southern continent. However, he only shrugged his shoulder at the remarks of Rosalind disparaging his hometown.

Dont they also despise us because theyre Northerners? Its just circumstantial evidence of a dying empire.

What did Faber say? He must have already collected enough information about the North and the capital.

The mages, alchemists, and Faber who belonged to the association of scholars, were among the earliest intellects to gather evidence that the empire was crumbling. Damon took out the document that Faber sent through a spy out of his pocket.

All were aiming is the whole capital of Valliere. Even for magicians, suppressing the powers of the shadow demons is beyond our capabilities.

Damon unconsciously laughed at Rosalinds words as she spoke, moistening her pretty lips with wine.

Even magicians are incapable, you say

Why are you laughing?

Controlling the demons is beyond anyones capabilities. If not, why would Lagranges succession method be like that?

Whats this? Did you get attached after playing a role of a knight in Lagrange?

Rosalind handed Damon the wine she was drinking and clung to him. The moist, glowing skin under the moonlight was seductive, but Damon only pushed her chin away with an expressionless face.

Im not even attached to you who has been playing the role of my sister for more than a decade.

Well then. Anyway, this is why youre unlucky.

Rosalind turned toward the balcony, clicking her tongue as if she was fed up with Damon. A chilly wind swept between the two.

She suddenly thought of the little girl who didnt even reach the height of her chest.

Whats the identity of Anissa Lagrange?

Shes the younger sister of the Grand Duke of Lagrange.

No. She didnt emanate the energy of the North, did she? Theres no way a magician like you wouldnt know.

Its just your prejudice. There are plenty of people with warm energy even in the North.

....... Is that so?

At Damons firm tone, Rosalind tilted her head as if confused.

Why were you looking for me?

It seems that Marguerite II is planning to send Charlotte Vallandia to the North.

Because that Saint is the savior of the North?

Well, thats something I dont know. Is she really salvation or doom?

Damon, who muttered meaningfully, reappeared in the hall, leaving behind Rosalind who was busy reading the document.

My lord, where were you? [1]

A young woman, whose name he couldnt remember, approached him with a smile. Next to her was a knight standing absent-mindedly and introduced him as her fiance.

I was about to introduce my fiance. This is Bohumil, the head of the Knights Order under Her Majesty.

I see. Thank you for your hard work.

At Damons words, Bohumil and his fiancees eyes widened. The title of a young and handsome noble has always been popular in society.

For that reason, they were always arrogant. Damons polite greeting made Bohumil feel restless and he waved his hands.

Im not that great of a person for you to bow your head to, my lord.

Not at all. Anytime and anywhere, Her majestys safety must be our top priority.

Really, you are part of the great nobles and yet youre different.

Damon secretly creased his forehead and opened his ears to listen to the woman. She continued, not shutting her mouth, perhaps thinking that he agreed with her.

Whats with the Grand Duke of the North ignoring us even though we expressed our greetings?

He was a person who could do that. Damon nodded briefly, remembering the stoic Dietrich.

The younger sister is also quite shameless. I heard she stole Miss Charlottes necklace and she even followed her around the ball acting proudly!

Necklace?

The territory of the Grand Duchy of Lagrange was so barren that crops could not grow, but they were never poor due to the large mines in the mountains. For what reason would the princess of the grand duchy steal other peoples necklaces?

And what about the princess?

Well, we dont know. I heard that northerners like to commit crimes for no reason, I guess that must be true. Although it doesnt look like that.

Hmm. I dont think so.

Its because we heard that Miss Charlotte was crying!

Damon sighed lightly and shook his head. Whatever Charlotte did, she quickly won over the hearts of people.

He saw Anissa at the end of his vision. As if she didnt pay attention to the people who kept glancing at her, she swallowed her saliva as she loitered around a table prepared with finger foods.

Goodness! It looks like shes going to eat that food now.

The finger foods were prepared to satisfy ones hunger after a dance. When Anissa, who was unaware of that fact, reached out to the canape, an appalled middle-aged madam approached her.

Lady Anissa! It is customary to eat this food after dancing.