Even though she knows the fact that there is a Southern Sage and has done quite well, why does this sense of inferiority keep creeping in?

To Lou, who involuntarily frowned, a sound came, “Purung, Purung.”

“Uh… Ramos?”

It seems the ladies brought their own horses. To Lou, who hadn’t paid attention to the horses, a horse brought by Si-jong caught her eye unexpectedly, and it was the Pegasus she rode when going to Turington.

Although wings were not visible, it was unmistakably a familiar horse. The fellow tilted its head, expressing joy towards Lou. Lou gently stroked Ramos’s face and neck.

“What happened? Where are your wings?”

“I hid the wings. Her Grace sent it to you for you to ride.”

Ah, I see. He took care of what she should have taken care of. After passing the reins to Lou without Si-jong, Ramos bowed quietly and disappeared.

“Our Ramos, were you good? Want an apple? Huh?”

The Pegasus, imitating human speech, seemed happy and enjoyed Lou’s touch.

“Ahgu, good. Ahgu, pretty. That’s right. Did you miss me? I missed you too.”

Ramos, who coquettishly imitated Lou, even managed to get an apple from the pocket full of apples that Si-jong had filled. Ramos stood elegantly and gracefully.

Already, a group of gentlemen and ladies riding horses was passing behind Lou. Since she had no intention of joining them, Lou planned to depart slowly and take a leisurely look around to organize her thoughts.

No, judging by the current situation, it’s still urgent to judge whether it’s time to step forward, but she’s postponing it. Lou simply didn’t like the sight of those pretty and elegant ladies smiling at Hayden.
She couldn’t help but be conscious of the stigma of being from Caletta, marked by its vulgarity and association with robbery. She worried if she might make a mistake or reveal her unfamiliar appearance, unconsciously censoring herself.

“Shall we go too?”

The memories of being pointed at and ridiculed in Caletta still seemed to be holding onto her ankles.

Such memories are not easily overcome and sometimes linger throughout one’s lifetime. She had to forget, break free, and overcome. She had resolved to do what she could now.

“Yeah, yeah, sure. I’ll give you another apple. Yeah. That’s right, you’re pretty.”

Lou thought for a while while patting Ramos, who was making a welcome gesture.

‘So, focus on the Northern Sage…, focus…’

But her back was itching terribly. Now, even without looking behind, she could tell whose gaze it was, thanks to the incident in the morning. Is she becoming a sage like this? Although she marveled at herself for a moment, the admiration was short-lived. Lou sighed.

‘Why is he like that again?’

Hayden was looking at her coldly. Because of that, Ramos kept stepping back and lowering his head.

Animals, especially supernatural beings, are sensitive to the presence of absolute beings, even if people don’t notice. If something is annoying, say it with words. Why catch someone else’s words, or rather, a Pegasus?

“Yeah, it’s okay, it’s okay. You don’t have to be scared. It’s okay. Good child.”

Why get irritated when you’ve had good conversations with young ladies from distinguished families? Lou comforted and petted Ramos gently, lowered her head, and turned only her eyes. She met the gray eyes that were already on the horse.

‘What are you doing?’

The green light tapped the advancing white light that kept trying to approach. It meant to pull herself together. She seemed unaware of how much the white light was wrapping around her and clinging to her.

As soon as their eyes met, the Emperor immediately turned the reins without looking straight at Lou. Following him, numerous gentlemen and ladies rushed.

“… What?”

Lou tilted her head as if she didn’t understand English, then patted Ramos, who was shocked, again.

Since the Emperor visited Turington and was assassinated, the entire Perseita Empire lost interest in the murder case of the eldest son of Duke Alanca, who had attempted the assassination.

Even though there was an amazing event where our Emperor avoided the assassination attempt by Duke Moikwell, after that, a case where the eldest son of Duke Alanca, a married man, died as a naked dancer, what? The culprit? Even though it hasn’t been revealed, who would be interested?

“Honestly, revealing it now won’t attract any attention.”

That’s all nonsense. Jane Telet, a detective from Shalea Police Department, who was in charge of the case, couldn’t bear it and opened the lid of the box containing the documents related to the case that she had put in.
The case she confidently took charge of ended with even the suspect escaping. Due to the earnest plea of the victim, who was also the suspect’s father, the case was simply buried.

‘He earnestly pleaded, and on top of that, subtly wielded his power.’

Who would dare to refuse the request of Duke Alanca, who lost his son, and another son is under suspicion? Even the leader of Cabinet Blue had no choice but to bow his head. The prestige of the grand nobles was so great that the common people living in Shalea couldn’t dare to look up.

‘Does this make sense?’

It doesn’t make sense. Is it not unfair that the Duke Alanca walks freely when he is the one who killed his own son? Jane Telet, the detective, clenched her teeth and spread the documents and evidence on the desk again. Let’s discard all prejudices and start over from the beginning.

“Just forget about it. Do you know how many unsolved cases there are?”

However, she couldn’t forget. The thoughts haunted her even in her sleep, causing her to wake up abruptly. Jane Telet, the detective, began to reexamine the case once again.

Why was Viscount Manuel Lamber murdered?