“As if you want me…”

Since Cryer’s last answer was a small voice that was faint even to him, Olivia couldn’t hear it. Despite the lack of a response, and with his eyes still covered, Olivia blinked her eyes rapidly, not particularly thinking of pushing his hand away.

As Cryer’s long and lush eyelashes fluttered like butterfly wings against the palm of his hand, warmth spread beneath his touch.

“Huh? What’s suddenly going on?”

Even though it was sudden when covering his eyes, when he suddenly withdrew his hand, it felt even more abrupt and rough. Olivia blinked her head perplexedly, perhaps due to her mood.

However, Cryer, having wiped his face once, extended only his hand, avoiding her.

“Forget about everything else; you need to look at this.”

“Why?”

Without probing him about the action, Olivia, who received the documents without hesitation, had her face crumpled when she looked at them.

“What nonsense is this!”

While Olivia and Cryer were efficiently reducing the mountain of documents between them, Isaac and Anvakh were back at the Taranger, pressing their foreheads together.

As they were literally in a state of pressing their foreheads together, Isaac squinted his fox-like eyes even more and asked for the second time.

“Does it have to be like this?”

“Surprisingly persistent. I already said it before. Pressing heads together helps come up with the best ideas.”

“While it’s true that we should press our heads together, isn’t this a bit too direct in terms of putting it into action?”

“I have to do it this way.”

In the situation where their breaths mixed while having a conversation, Isaac closed his mouth at Anvakh’s firm response, needle-like enough that it wouldn’t even penetrate.

Somehow, since meeting this young lady, he had been constantly feeling dragged along.

No, it’s not just a feeling; he is actually being dragged along.

Of course, they did have the weakness of an intruder with an uncertain identity who had infiltrated the Taranger. Still, he must have agreed to go through with the investigation together as a condition.

After contemplating for a moment why he was in such a place and doing this with the young lady, Isaac soon dismissed all those doubts.

Well, it’s not that bad, so it doesn’t matter.

According to the Arkendel family’s creed that decisions should be made quickly for survival, Isaac decided to reluctantly stay with Anvakh on this journey.

There are many questions, but it’s not particularly bothersome…

“… So, I suppose we should meet the knight first?”

“Sorry. I couldn’t hear the front part, but when you say knight…”

“The one who guards the princess. Silvery hair and crimson eyes. When her highness returned from the tournament with him, the social circles were turned upside down.”

As Anvakh tilted her head while keeping her forehead pressed against him, Isaac also tilted his head in the same direction and asked.
“It was an event that could cause a stir in high society, wasn’t it? The princess personally chose for the first time.”

“Oh my, it was those sensitive to power shifts who made a fuss in that direction.”

“So, you’re talking about all the nobles of the empire.”

“Anyway, the commotion was because of the knight’s appearance. Appearance? The overall atmosphere as well.”

“But why such a puzzled expression?”

Anvakh whispered in a small voice, gathering her eyebrows.

“Of course, it’s a face that can turn heads, but honestly, doesn’t it seem not as formidable as something immeasurable at first glance?”

Isaac looked at Anvakh with renewed eyes.

Is it because he’s the successor of the Taranger that he has an excellent eye for people? It’s not enough to say with words that he received training based on the family’s vision and was raised with the eyes of a hunting dog in the homeland, recognizing her at a glance, but the young lady, who had only mastered martial arts training, is evaluating him like that.

“Still, those who were making a fuss about the princess’s man eventually shut their mouths soon.”

“That’s right. You have to carefully choose the topic you bring up.”

Had Olivia heard, she would have vigorously denied the story, which the two shared as if it were natural. They revisited the discussion.

“Anyway, we’ve turned everything upside down about the Lerweir family, but nothing came out. So what Sugar is hiding is related to the boy himself, and the clue we have is…”

“Crimson eyes.”

At Anvakh’s words, Isaac’s throat swallowed dryly.

Although he had decided to follow the person, he didn’t particularly want to face him directly.

Thinking of the crimson eyes, similar, no, almost identical to Sugar’s, lurking in the darkness, he unknowingly shivered.

But the lady in front of him had calmly suggested meeting him.

“May I ask you a question?”

“Of course. I’ll answer anything if I can.”

With Anvakh’s favor-filled answer, Isaac slightly lifted his forehead and moved his body backward, shaking his head.

“There’s no need to do anything for me. It’s burdensome.”