Arias, who ran forward, clutching her dress, stood dumbfounded next to Jacques.

“Is she dead?”

“Of course. But is this person really a maid?”

“What? What do you mean?”

Perplexed, Arias looked down at the person lying on the ground.

The hem was long enough to almost touch the floor. She was a woman. That wasn’t a problem.

Arias’s gaze went down towards her feet.

A dress with lace trimmings that were excessively luxurious at a glance.

Pointed high-heeled shoes, accessories hanging from the wrists and neck, a fan dropped from her hand…

Astonishment appeared on Arias’s face.
As she pushed the fallen woman aside with trembling hands, her body turned sharply.

A rugged dagger handle protruded from outside her chest.

Red blood spreading around!

“Aah!”

Thud. Arias, who had fallen backward, covered her mouth.

“L-Lady Emelaine…”

“Darn it. Nothing ever goes smoothly.”

Arias, who snapped to attention at the rough muttering, quickly turned her head and grabbed Jacques’ leg.

“W-What do we do? Lady Emelaine, she’s d-dead…”

“Get a hold of yourself. It’s nothing.”

“Nothing?”

Arias looked up at Jacques as if he were a monster. Despite the fact that someone had died.

“It’s nothing.”

She vaguely sensed that he wasn’t an ordinary person, but Arias, shocked by the death of Lady Emelaine, stared blankly at Jacques’ dark eyes as if they were a lifeline.

“Now, shall we think about how to deal with this chubby corpse?”

“W-Well, but how?”

“Probably the least conspicuous way is…”

Jacques’ gaze turned toward the fallen Lady Emelaine.

Lady Emelaine, who had fallen victim to the sudden visit of the Grim Reaper, was lying on the ground with her eyes wide open. The pale moonlight descended upon her.

Even while looking at the person he killed, Jacques’ gaze remained calm and cold.

“Alright. As expected, that seems best.”

“Rosalina Emelaine Laurent. The lady always led the family with beauty and strength. Under the bow of Marta, her soul will head toward the azure sea…”

The weather was clear.

Wearing a black veil, she looked up at the sky. Even though it was partially covered by the veil, the clear sky was clearly visible.

Unlike the perfect weather for the deceased’s final journey, the atmosphere at the funeral was grim.

It couldn’t be helped since the head of the house suddenly died.

The maids shed tears, trembling with fear.

Since Lady Emelaine didn’t treat them well during her lifetime, they only felt unease at the sudden change.

Unlike them, my heart was relieved.

“Miss, isn’t the sunlight too harsh for you?”

Jenny asked with concern. Unlike the others who were engulfed in gloom, she remained composed.

“I’m fine.”

“Miss, it’s getting hotter and hotter. Are you sure you’re okay?”

Then she unfolded a parasol and covered my head with it.

I felt more at ease.

‘Jenny is alive.’

In my past life, Jenny saw the scene of Jacques and Arias’ affair and was caught, leading to her death.

Her body was found by the servants on the morning they started their activities. The estimated time of death was dawn.

‘After I came back, I never sent Jenny out at night.’

[Why have you been coming and going so much in the early morning lately?] [Miss Arias asked for moonflowers.] [Moonflowers? The ones Lady Emelaine cultivates?] [Yes. She asked for some.] [Did you get Lady Emelaine’s permission?] […….] [Jenny.] [But I can’t ignore the order.] […….] [Lately, Miss Arias has been acting strangely. If I don’t run errands, I might get kicked out….] [On what grounds?] [Miss?] [You don’t need to listen to Arias, Jenny. Especially, never go out in the early morning.] [Miss?] [I’ll take care of the moonflowers. Got it? Don’t go out in the early morning.] [What? Moonflowers are very expensive!] [I have that much money.] [Can you spend Miss’s precious money on that place…?] [I have to. Money is meant to be spent without hesitation when needed. No need for a long explanation. Just do as I say.]

Even then, my heart didn’t settle, so I watched Jenny in my bed at midnight.

For a few days like that, Lady Emelaine died.

‘Jenny’s death and Lady Emelaine’s death are different.’

Jenny’s death was concluded as suicide due to her dissatisfaction with her circumstances and her suicide at the sponsorship, but Lady Emelaine was found in her room in a bathtub full of water.

Stabbed in the heart.

Although it looked like the appearance of someone who had committed suicide, to me, it seemed like a staged scene.

‘Is it logically possible for someone like Lady Emelaine to make such an extreme choice as stabbing a knife into her heart? Unless it’s poison.’

“Lady! What could be so sad and difficult for you? Tell me, tell me….”

I turned my head at the voice filled with sorrow. Arias, twisting a handkerchief in Hubert’s arms, was crying out loud.