This Book is Not Available for Subscription Under the Age of 18 Chapter 109

Is a housewarming party… like this? (1) – unedited

The last day of the grand banquet hosted by the Abitz family. The atmosphere was in chaos due to the unplanned commotion and the intrusion.

Count Abitz, whose veins were filled with alcohol, became unconscious without even having time to comprehend the situation, and Guernia, who fell from a window on the 5th floor, was barely breathing with her whole body twisted.

By the time the soldiers entered Chenin's room, Erina, Merson and Evan had already disappeared.

When one of the soldiers who blanketed Chenin's naked body asked about the incident, Chenin unknowingly shoved the note Erina had given her into the deepest part of her palm.

“I don't know anything.”

“Can't you remember their clothes or their gender?”

“How do I know?!”

When she shouted hysterically, the soldier didn't ask any more questions and shut his mouth.

The banquet came to an abrupt end due to the alcohol-incapacitated Count Abitz and the accident. No one announced the end of the banquet, but the nobles, who saw Guernia's horribly distorted appearance, grabbed their hearts and returned home in their carriages.

A doctor who was brought into the mansion suddenly, quickly treated Guernia, and Chenin finally escaped from the prison that seemed to gnaw at her flesh and was able to stand with her feet under the gorgeous chandelier.

The next day. Not long after the sun had risen, Count Abitz got up from his bed. As soon as he got a report of everything that happened last night, the pretty porcelain cup shattered and rolled on the floor.

“Madam said she didn't see anything.”

“Someone forcibly opened the locked room with magic and threw Guernia out the window, but that Sezaine bitch inside couldn't see the criminal's face?!”

“The door suddenly opened and chief attendant Guernia flew away…….”

“So, how does that make sense? The room is designed so that only Guernia can open it. If it's not the magic that flows from Guernia, they were all thrown away, and it turns into a very deadly attack magic!”

The attendant, who was reporting to Count Abitz, pulled out a piece of paper from his chest and held it out.

“What.”

“This is a report from the wizards in the mansion. They said that the magic hanging on the door disappeared without a trace.”

“… What?”

Count Abitz pushed the paper close to his eyes and read it. It was true without a grain of lie. The doorknob had no magic on it, so that any child who could reach it could easily enter it.

“… This can't be. This can never be unlocked even if the Imperial Palace Wizards come! It's a magic that Guernia has strengthened through the sacrifice of blood every day, how can it be dispelled overnight!”

Bang!

The furious fists slammed the desk violently. After gaining the Emperor's trust for the first time for preventing the rebellion, the long-prepared banquet ended with a mysterious incident.

After that, it was clear that words would come and go from the mouths of the nobles who were not sided with Count Abitz, about the lack of security in County Abitz due to damage towards the chief attendant due to an unknown intruder.

Count Abitz vowed to punish the intruder for ruining the banquet and for ruthlessly trampling his first step toward establishing a position among the nobles.

However, Chenin had not seen anything, and Guernia could not even come to her consciousness, so information about the intruder could not be obtained from anywhere. Besides, a mysterious intruder who can easily break even the locking magic that has been stacked on top of each other. Count Abitz had neither seen nor heard of such a high-ranking wizard.

“There is no one who can open the door, other than God, the Demon King, or the Saint!”

Wait-

No way, no, it can't be. Perhaps… An assumption permeated Count Abitz. He spat out the words and his eyes went wide open in surprise.

Count Abitz's expression, which was constantly making ugly wrinkles on his forehead due to anger, changed, and the attendant who was guarding him cautiously asked.

“Are you okay?”

Count Abitz did not respond to the attendant's concerns and stroked his chin in anxiety.

“… There is no way the saint will betray me.”

Even as he said that, the thought that 'no one but the saint can do such a thing' was constantly replaying in his head.

In the lonely room where no one was there, Chenin carefully unfolded the note that was so crumpled that it would tear with a touch. Although the situation is urgent, the writing is bizarre.

“Chenin, listen to me. Count Abitz will kill you. Even if you don't have Sezaine, he will kill you, even if you do, he will still kill you. Then you will be useless.”

In fact, she was vaguely aware of it. She knew that she was just a tool to satisfy Count Abitz's greed. However, when she hears it through another person's voice that he is threatening her life, the walls of her heart that she has built up tightly was shaking precariously and was falling in on itself.

She thought that it wouldn't be enough to rip and kill her, but unfortunately, it's also funny that she is hiding a note Erina gave her.

Chenin needed it. Something to re-establish her weakened heart.

The attendants formally told Chenin to take her rest, but no one caught her while she stepped out.

Taking off her slip and changing into a solid dark-green dress, Chenin climbed into the carriage. She was heading to a place she didn't really want to go, where she didn't even care much about in the first place.

As she went inside, past the sign marking the property, the carriage stopped on a desolate street with no building.

“Wait. I will be out soon.”

Chenin pulled up her dress, and walked in at a quick pace. Before long, a mansion stood out alienated from its surroundings.

Chapter end