The translation is as follows:

“Two lovers disguise themselves and sneak out for a date. They experience various events in the meantime, but in the end, they just confirm their love for each other, that kind of……”

As she spoke, Olivia’s expression became more and more fierce.

“Your Highness, you look like you’re about to hit someone right now.”

“That’s because! Murder cases like this, and… Anyways! I’m working to death here, and it might appear to Lady Taren that I’m happily playing around with you, it’s unfair and frustrating!”

Realizing that she had heatedly reacted to a trivial matter, Olivia quickly cooled down and slumped her shoulders.

“Anyway, don’t show yourself and follow me. That should be a piece of cake.”

“Well, it’s not difficult, but is it that unfair?”

“What? No, let’s stop talking about that.”

Just a few minutes ago, Olivia, who had been swimming in the past, came back to reality at the sound of Ambrose’s voice calling her.

“Shall we start by looking around the missing people’s houses once we arrive?”

“What?”

“The investigation! What shall we do first? Leave it all to me! If it’s a place where merchants gather, I know the geography well and I’m familiar with all the comings and goings!”

With confidence overflowing, Ambrose, hitting his own chest, his eyes were shining brightly.

“Or shall we look for clues about the criminal? We’ve sent the information collected by the family to the palace, but if we look again, we might find something!”

Olivia firmly halted Ambrose, whose eyes were sparkling with enthusiasm, and was burning with so much zeal it seemed like he would throw himself into it.

“That’s not your job.”

“Huh?”

“What you need to do today is to understand the situation of the affected imperial citizens, comfort them, and determine the future direction.”

Could there be anything clearer and more resolute than this?

Ambrose’s long eyelashes fluttered like a sparrow’s wings, but Olivia emphasized again.

“Catching the criminal and tracking the clues of the case is a job for professionals.”

“Yes. I understand.”

Ambrose obediently nodded.

She seemed quite disappointed, but she did not seem likely to insist on helping to catch the criminal or to act rashly.

Usually, if you are so naive and sincere in helping others, you would recklessly throw yourself into danger without any ulterior motive.

But that wasn’t the case…

It was unexpected in many ways.

Would it have been okay to travel with Cryer instead?

Olivia, who had thought so far, soon shook her head.

You never know. Life always betrays expectations.

“Shall we go?”

“Yes.”

Not long after, Olivia, Ambrose, and Cryer, who moved like a shadow, entered the Taren merchant area.

“The investigators would have been going in and out of the missing people’s houses already, so it might be better to listen to what the people around have to say.”

And although the probability was very low, they might be able to find the house where the dead criminal had been found.

Olivia, who swallowed the rest of her words, moved, and Ambrose followed her without a word.

However, the task of looking around did not proceed as smoothly as Olivia thought.

“I lost some important items……”

“Did you? Can this solve it?”

Ambrose approached someone who was frantically running around in a corner of the street, asked the whole story, and handed him a heavy money bag.

“Th, thank you. Thank you!”

“I hope it resolves smoothly.”

After waving cheerfully to the person bowing his waist several times, Ambrose bowed his head to Olivia.

“I’m sorry. I delayed us.”

“No, helping the imperial citizens is more important.”

Olivia, who replied without any complaints, moved again.

She had just let go of Ambrose’s first act of kindness when she encountered a second.

“I’m at a loss as to how to win her heart back……”

“That must be tough. How about buying her a present she likes and trying again?”

Ambrose approached a man who was sighing as if the world was ending and extended a helping hand to him as well.

After the second time, Olivia simply nodded her head.

However, the third time, the fourth time… Ambrose was like a generous tree, offering all the help he could to everyone he came across who was in trouble.

“Sob, sob, waah!”

“What’s wrong? Don’t cry, try talking.”

“My, my sister…”

Although Ambrose’s schedule was delayed because he was constantly helping someone, Olivia, who had been quite laid back, as it was essentially a showoff schedule, pricked up her ears.

“Sister? What happened to my sister?”

“Sister, our sister, uhahah!”

Olivia, who had been sullen, became fierce.

Could it be that her sister had gone missing? If this is related to this incident…

However, following the child’s words, Olivia became sullen again.

“My sister is getting married this time, and the gift…”

“Oh, you messed up what you were going to give as a gift. Then, um.”

Ambrose dug into his bosom, but he had nothing left because he had given everything to those who had come before.