What the hell is going on?

He's coughing up blood all of a sudden!

Those who were around the High Elves began to make a commotion at their inexplicable deaths.

From the point of view of those who don't know their characteristics, the tragedy they witnessed would be incomprehensible to them.

(Poison...? No, they didn't look like that. Even if he had planted it in their mouths beforehand, it wouldn't be a reason for them to be dead, even in their unconscious state...)

Virum, who had seen the tragedy most closely, was examining their bodies, taking the commotion around them aside.

The reason for their deaths was to deduce the cause of death based on the difference between their condition just before they woke up.

(This guy was quite arrogant right after he woke up. It's strange for someone who has realized death to behave like that. At the very least, this guy must not have been aware that he was going to die soon)

Virum stands up from the man's side, his face contorted in agony and cold, and shifts his gaze to the high elf, who seems to be dying and even smiling.

(So does the man over here. Immediately after regaining consciousness, he had decided to be silent, but suddenly began to speak.......did he notice the change in his body? No, the other guys didn't show any symptoms of such signs. So does that mean that this guy was the only one who noticed something?)

Based on the hypothesis he had made himself, Virum's gaze, which had been paying attention to the range that the man would have been able to see, was fixed in one place.

(No way, the necklace I broke, huh?)

'Will you allow us to examine them as well, Lord Vilm?

Just as Vilm arrived at the almost correct answer, Lieselotte, who had calmed his confused subordinates, called out to him.

'Oh, let's change then. I've got some questions to ask Mel.

Then, when you are done, you will go to sleep again. I will send a notice to those in the castle not to visit the rooms. Let me hear about Lord Wyrm and Lord Meldina at a later time.

Even though she was targeted herself, she is probably concerned about Meldina, who is a little pale from the horrific deaths of the high elves who can be said to be her own kind, and Lieselotte, who lowered her eyebrows a little, proceeded to rest.

''I'll be honestly spoiled. Mel, Cuna, let's go back to our room. Oma follow me.

It seems that Wyrm himself has decided that Meldina needs a rest, so he called out to the three of them without even pretending to think about it and left the place.





The actuality that it was just trying to get at Mel? I won't allow it!''

When we returned to Meldina's room and were about to start the discussion, 'Uhhh...? Meru, where are you? When I briefly told Miselio, who woke up while rubbing his eyes, about what had just happened, he began to get angry with his whole body.

From the edge, it looks like a child is spoiling, but it seems that his anger is considerable.

''Vil! I'm sure you've done it right, haven't you? You're not going to go easy on someone who goes after Mel, are you?

"No, I mean, you've been sleeping on the goose-stepping floor for a while now, and that's not something you can say.

"Shut the f*ck up, Oma! You're trying to protect the people who targeted Mel!

'Ow, ow, ow, ow! Don't pull my hair!

A dumbfounded Oma points out with a zit-eyed look on his face, but no matter what he says to Miserio right now, who is full of anger, he doesn't seem to be able to get through to him in a sober way.

Instead, it seems to only result in adding oil to the fire.

''Oma, you have to be patient until Mio calms down.

What?

After being told this by Wyrm, Oma would have no choice but to refuse.

At the earliest, the only resistance he could do would be to endure the pain and hope that Miserio's anger would calm down as soon as possible.

With such an exchange between Oma and Miselio in the background, Vilm, who turned to Meldina and sat on the bed, cut to the chase.

The first thing you need to do is to get your hands on some of the most important things in life.

No. I'm just saying...

Meldina lets out a deep sigh at the question and begins to speak in a patter, holding her forehead with one hand.

It's a very good idea to have a good idea of what you're talking about. Well, I feel like that was more of an order than a courtship.

She must have remembered what was going on at the time, and I could see the irritation in her tone and gestures.

'So? I was going to say no, but not only everyone in my hometown but also my father and mother said it was a good deal and that I should accept it. I ran away because I thought I would be forced to marry them if I didn't," she said.

It's a good thing that the elves are honored to receive a marriage proposal from a high elven tribe, but that's not the case with Meldina, who is the odd one out among the elves.

It's a good thing that you're not the only one who's been in the market for a while.

Mel...

Sitting next to Meldina, who didn't look up even after finishing her story, Cunaria held her hand with a sad look on her face.

Judging from her expression, he probably hadn't even told her.

''After all, it was right to take her out of that place!

It's awful. I'd go ballistic if I was you.

Before long, Miselio, who was supposed to be making a lot of noise, and Oma, who was dealing with her, were right beside her.

Miselio, who had been with her for a long time, acted as if he was involved in the events of the parties involved, while Oma, who seemed to have imagined it by applying it to herself, had a look of disgust on her face.

As the sympathetic gaze focused on Meldina, Vilm, who had been silent since she began to speak, opened his mouth.

''I'm still speculating... but... the reason they came after Meldina this time has something to do with that necklace, doesn't it?

By necklace, you mean the one that Ville broke in the hallway?

It's the same kind of magic those Rastabelle guys wore, right?

'Oh, first of all, there's no doubt about it. At least it looked exactly the same on the outside.

'So, but what does that have to do with this one?'

Virum nodded to Oma, who answered on behalf of the identity of the magic tool, and Cunaria, who still refused to leave Meldina's side, questioned him.

'Their inexplicable deaths. I have briefly examined the bodies and there is almost no possibility of poison or a curse. The only thing that was different before and after they died was that necklace I crushed in the ground.

'Hmmm... how many times do you think breaking a necklace is going to kill you? It's a bit too forceful, I think, for the sake of quirkiness.

That's what I thought, too. So I thought, "Well, maybe it's the other way around."

"'Reverse?'

Meldina, who wasn't convinced by Wyrm's speculation, pointed out a point of concern, but what came back was a surprisingly simple agreement and another answer.

I'm sure you'll be able to see that the necklace has the effect of unleashing your latent abilities and raising your physical capabilities. If that's the case, instead of 'I died because I broke the necklace', don't you think that 'wearing the necklace prevented me from dying'?

That necklace works like that? So the reason those people were so reluctant to go out is not because they didn't want to, but because they couldn't...?"

'So... does that mean... now that you're wearing that necklace and can go out, you've come after Mel?

'That's what it comes down to. That's why I'm wondering why the high elves have it. That necklace was supposed to be a recent development by Rastabel."

You're not gonna...

Guided by the hypothesis spoken from her mouth, Meldina, who had come to the same conclusion, took a breath.

As it was, Vilm nodded to her, who met her eyes as if to hasten her answer, and spoke the conclusion he had reached.

''The High Elves have some kind of connection to Rastabel.

'Hey, wait a minute, Mr. Virum! The High Elves are a spirit-worshipping race, just like the Elves, you know? There's no way I'm going to cooperate with a rastabel that hunts spirits!

Oma himself has no intention of defending the high elves, and seems to have unintentionally spoken out at Virum's conclusion, which is unthinkable from the common sense he knows.

'That's something we'll find out from now on. There is no clue about the people who escaped from the Rustavel, and it's well worth looking into, right? And...

Vilm, who had been answering Oma's rebuttal so nonchalantly, raised the corners of his mouth slightly and snapped his fingers.

''I'll have to make you regret trying to mess with Mel.

In the depths of his eyes, I could see the fire of anger burning from within.