“Even if I look through everything I inherited from Aekendel, there is no information gathering in such a state.”

Isaac, who spat out a lament towards Olivia who was obviously out of reach, soon got up.

If he stays still, nothing happens.

The fact that he was not reduced to a hunted dog after returning to his homeland was ultimately because he somehow found a way to survive.

So Isaac, who was rummaging around the royal palace of Norden, which was much looser than the imperial palace, slumped under a big tree.

“This is wrong. Continuing to wander like this is meaningless……”

Isaac, who was mumbling to himself, disappeared from the spot in an instant.

“Oh my, poor thing. How can they be so demanding until the day of the state funeral. They’re killers, killers.”

And soon after, those carrying the stone appeared in that place with heavy footsteps.

When in doubt, go through it, as said by an ancestor who was connected with Bolshevik.

Somehow, he managed to climb up or hide his body in the tree, Isaac carefully looked at the laborers.

“They pay so much. Stop complaining and move quickly. Just standing here won’t lighten the weight of the stone. And.”

A laborer who lowered his voice while speaking, another laborer grumbled to him.

“Understood, understood. We need to finish this task as secretly and quickly as possible.”

The laborer carrying the stone began to move after a short break, and Isaac blended into their shadows.

A stone secretly moved from the royal palace. Moreover, a secret? Even if they tried to scare him, it was suspicious.

Pumpkins tumble down with the vine.

It seemed a little too much to call it a coincidence, but it seemed to belittle his efforts to run around with a fire on his feet, but there was no right expression to call it not a coincidence.

Looking at the squareshaped stone swinging right in front of his nose, Isaac opened his fox eyes roundly and laughed.

It seemed like he would be able to pay the meal cost properly.

“I hope you have a safe journey back.”

Olivia, who gave a courtesy to the crown prince of Norden, who was bowing his head, soon got on the carriage.

It was a very rude thing to return as soon as the state funeral ended, so she was the only one on the return journey.

However, nobody blamed or mentioned her rudeness.

It was a very unusual thing that the princess of the empire arrived at the state funeral a day before and gave comfort directly to the crown prince.

From the fast galloping carriage, Olivia, who was rubbing her throbbing temples, spat out with a sigh.

“I hope Isaac finds out something.”

When she decided to go to Norden, she thought she was going to catch a tiger in a tiger’s den.

She couldn’t directly rummage through the palace, but at least she planned to get even a small piece of information from dealing with the crown prince.

But……

“Getting out of the madman’s sight is the priority.”

The mage who ‘purified’ the mage said he was annoyed, so she had to stay out of sight as much as possible.

That doesn’t mean she would lie flat and tremble in fear.

Avoiding a madman out of fear is one thing, and doing what needs to be done to survive is another.

Olivia, with her eyes closed, murmured like a prayer.

“Cryer definitely mentioned the altar. If I can confirm that, I might be able to predict Greta’s next move……. I’ll trust you, ancestor. A descendant of Lianaf Aekendel.”

The journey back to the empire was much easier and faster than heading to Norden.

Well, it’s probably because returning home feels relatively faster than leaving somewhere.

“I see your majesty.”

After returning from Norden and immediately finding the emperor, Olivia, who ended a rather nutritionless report, soon entered her office.

“Ugh. Ugh ugh.”

Sitting on the soft sofa as if she was lying down, Olivia let out a groan.

Having spent only a day in the tiger’s den, was it this exhausting?

Well, after spending several days with nerves tightly stretched like a wellstrung needle, it was natural that her head was overloaded.

Olivia, who had been pressing her increasingly throbbing temples as time passed, couldn’t bear it anymore and forced herself to get up.

Wasn’t there a fact she learned in her body through four past lives?

“Moving hurts less.”

If you’re exhausted and drooping, the pain only gets worse.

She realized it was far better to spend time idly while taking deep breaths in and out, perhaps taking a simple walk.

“Shall we go together? Cry…… Ah.”

Olivia, who saw the empty chair where he usually sat, furrowed her brows.

Her head hurt as if it had been stabbed with a sharpened knife.

He said he would bury himself in books tonight, looking further into Volshayk.

“Maybe I should join that investigation.”

Olivia, who had been looking at the place where Cryer was probably flipping through books by now, took a deep breath.

“I should get some fresh air.”

With that, she alone left the room, wandering down the hallway, and then abruptly stopped.

Surely, wandering alone late at night would inevitably lead to annoying situations.

Olivia narrowed her eyes and tilted her head, then decided to quickly solve the problem.

Having experienced four lives, she knew the palace better than her own hand and easily entered the room where the servants’ clothes were stored.

“I’ll borrow this for a moment.”

She picked up one of the servants’ clothes that she could reach and carefully twisted her hair up so not a single strand would show under the hat.

Even if she wore servant’s clothes, there would be no one in the palace who wouldn’t recognize her hair color.

Then she paused.

“Huh? The ribbon color is a bit different?”