The previous evening, after Neris briefly went out to meet Valentine and immediately returned to her room without quickly informing this side of the failed plan, Delma, who had been relentlessly directing her anger towards Isabelle as if she were about to kill her, finally sat down on the sofa, exhausted.

In the main mansion, Delma had to fight with the senior maids favored by the Duchess. However, here, she naturally acted as if she were half the owner.

When the Nelesion siblings were away attending classes, it seemed obvious to anyone that she was simply the mistress of this mansion.

Most of Nelesion’s personal servants were men, so there was no need for her to be cautious as her duties did not overlap with theirs.

Sipping the cool beverage brought by the maid and pretending to be a lady of the house, Delma, Isabelle cast an envious glance at her with greedy eyes.

Isabelle herself also wanted to become like that if she could. She wanted to receive the favor of a noble mistress, wear expensive clothes, and be a source of fear for the lower servants within the mansion.

“Get up.”

Delma, who sighed after drinking the beverage, spoke coldly. Isabelle stood up hesitantly. Her knees hurt because she had been kneeling for a long time. Delma gestured for her to come closer.

“Come here.”

“Yes, ma’am.”

Afraid that another command might be given, Isabelle quickly approached Delma. A moment later, something cold and sticky was abruptly smeared on Isabelle’s face.

After pouring the remaining drink on Isabelle, Delma spoke with a scornful look.

“Do your job properly so that that lowly thing won’t act recklessly. From now on, report to me every word and action it takes, without missing a single one. Understand?”

“Y-Yes, ma’am.”

With the drink dripping down her hair, chin, and below her eyebrows, Isabelle, terrified, replied.

“Now go!”

As soon as the words were spoken, Isabelle hurriedly left the drawing-room. Delma continued to glare at her retreating figure with a gaze full of disdain. Seemed useless.

Until yesterday, Delma had no particular concerns about Neris. After all, she thought Neris was just an object that would quietly stay still after being scolded a few times.

However, after seeing that face directly for the first time in a long time yesterday, Delma’s thoughts changed.

That thing brings harm to this side.

Instinctively, Delma could sense that fact. So, one might say that the cute Miss Valentine had foresight.

The bad sprout had to be removed. To let the good sprout receive sunlight.

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It took about two hours by carriage from the Carten station to Sedona.

During the carriage ride, Neris’s view changed rapidly as the landscape passed by.

Passing numerous gentle hills, forests, and shallow rivers, the picturesque village of Sedona, nestled in a valley, came into view.
Sometimes passing through the downtown of Sedona, known for its picturesque scenery, Neris saw a field surrounded by trees as she went out to the outskirts and passed through another forest.

And there was a small cabin built next to the field.

More than anything, Neris liked the fact that the field was not visible until passing through the forest. There were no signs of other dwellings, let alone signs indicating a hunting ground, making it an optimal condition to maintain secrecy.

“We’ve arrived.”

As soon as the carriage stopped by the field, the coachman spoke. A man quickly emerged from the cabin. The carriage door opened promptly. Thud.

“Thank you.”

Neris greeted the person who opened the door. It was Eidan, sent by Claudwin.

From the time they met at the station at noon today until now, he had only briefly answered Neris’s questions, so Neris knew almost nothing about him.

Judging by the words he used, he seemed like a student, but he looked so mature that he appeared to be an older person like an adult.

Claudwin had a mischievous side, sending someone who looked so old as a student, and it seemed that Eidan was uncomfortable with the fact that he had to get off the carriage before Neris.

Neris politely greeted the person who came out of the cabin when Eidan helped her get off the carriage without any suspicion.

“Sir!”

Sir.

Rob, Betty’s younger brother, seemed to be under twenty. As he had lived in the commoner town of Kenia before, he didn’t know the proper etiquette for dealing with nobles.

Knowing all this from Betty, Neris suppressed her laughter.

Eidan, who could probably insist on being thirty with a bit of exaggeration, felt a slight discomfort in his stoic face.

However, as he knew the purpose of coming here today, he didn’t correct Rob’s words.

Not knowing how much Eidan knew about the current situation, Neris spoke first.

“You’re Betty’s brother, right?”

“Yes? Oh, yes! Miss.”

Rob deeply bowed to Neris as well. He seemed appropriately intelligent, and, above all, honesty could be felt in his voice.