Suddenly sensing a dangerous atmosphere, the wife, leaving the uninvited guest alone in the house, went outside.

Soon after, her husband, who had been working in the fields, returned.

“What’s going on…”

Whether he heard the wife’s story or not, he suspiciously looked at Kun.

“Tell me what’s happening!”

Holding a pickaxe as a weapon, the man approached Kun cautiously.

Kun, who had been sitting on a worn-out sofa, turned around.

The unsightly sofa, worn to the point of being mended with rags, transformed into a glamorous piece of furniture in an instant, thanks to the object on top of it.

He spoke to the couple staring at him as if observing a curious animal.

“Shagryon.”

“…”

“Is your name Shagryon?”

“Yes, it is! But why are you asking all of a sudden!”

Young-gam shook the pickaxe forward, shouting.

After completing the verification process, Kun stood up.

Approaching the couple, he grabbed the pickaxe with one hand.

The large, sharp blade seemed to be completely disregarded, as he forcefully took the pickaxe and tossed it outside.

“Then.”

Soon, his shadow covered Young-gam. In the pitch-black darkness, only Kun’s red eyes flashed.

“You are Shagryon, the parents of that woman.”

And the blood droplets from the scratched hand holding the pickaxe.

Young-gam’s face turned pale. It was a face quite different from the one overwhelmed by Kun’s atmosphere.

Kun pointed to the kitchen with his hand, where blood was dripping.

“Wife.”

“Yes, yes?”

“I hope you brought tea.”

“Tea?”

“Yes. As loud as possible.”

The request was strangely imperative and oddly authoritative.

However, the wife headed to the kitchen without resisting.

Following Kun’s request for noise, she took out the oldest kettle and placed it on the stove. The sound of the rushing wind echoed throughout the house.

“Do you know that your daughter tried to kill someone?”

In the irregularly mixed noise, a chilly voice was intertwined. The elaborate voice only reached Shagryon Young-gam as intended by the speaker.

Kun sensed that this couple was Helena’s parents. After investigating their background, it didn’t take half a day for the truth to be revealed.

Retired lady Young-gam.

And the suspicious reaction when they saw the fragments presumably from his carriage.

With both pieces of information converging, there was no longer room for doubt.

Now it was not suspicion but certainty.

“What, what is that nonsense!”

Young-gam pretended not to know, deliberately revealing her anxiety.

However, a single bead of sweat flowing down her forehead was a testament to the truth.

“It’s better not to pretend you don’t know. I don’t have much patience.”

“What the heck…”
“If you don’t want to kill your daughter in the same way, it would be better to properly blow.”

Words so eerie that the listener might doubt their ears.

Young-gam’s eyes, which had been naturally calm, were filled with terror, but that was about it.

“What, what is it?”

“Are you talking nonsense?”

Kun, slightly lowering his body, pushed his face over Young-gam’s shoulder. Young-gam shrank at the seductive moans penetrating his ears.

“If you don’t want to see your daughter’s corpse the next day, blow properly.”

“…”

“I’m an impatient person, I’ll ask again.”

He excused pressing closer to the opponent, pushing the man’s shoulder. Soon, a formidable pressure surged with a powerful force.

“Do you know that your daughter, Helena Shagryon, tried to kill one of my people?”

“I, I…”

The eyes that had been fixed on Kun all along closed, and deep wrinkles covered the eyelids.

Rolling eyes could be seen on the thin skin.

When Young-gam finally summoned the courage to open his eyes, he deliberately met the glowing crimson eyes.

Simultaneously, everything he had managed to think of collapsed like small grains of sand in a storm, without a chance to brush away even one.

“Please, save my daughter. Please…”

Young-gam, who had slumped down, cried out desperately.

“You came to find the mabu?”

It was dinner time one evening.

Kun delivered good news to Cloe, saying he had found an accomplice in Jane’s accident.

“Yeah. Those we suspected at that time. A little threat, and they spilled everything willingly.”

“I see…”

“The mabu promised to attend the trial as a witness.”

The following words were also good news.

If the mabu, who appeared as a witness, supplies evidence at the trial, victory will undoubtedly go to Jane.

It meant that they could punish Helena, who harmed her.

But Cloe couldn’t be happy about it.

“Don’t look at ordinary people.”

The day before, Jane suddenly visited Cloe and muttered vaguely.

As her literacy acquisition was still slow, Jane began to substitute words with her mouth shape.

Since there was no sound, it was not accurate, and the choice of words was extraordinary due to the blurred language ability. Still, it was not impossible to convey the intended meaning.

Jane asked Cloe not to search for the culprit who had tried to harm her.

“I don’t want to know. No more investigation beyond this.”