An afternoon of brilliant sunshine through the bars.
Hilde's office was so quiet.
The only noise that comes out is the sound of documents passing over and the sound of a pen moving busily.
All the work that had to be done in three months was finished.
Hilde found a box while stretching.
It was the box that a secretary left in front of her a little while ago.
"...?"
Hilde opened the box, soon froze.
In the box, A carrier pigeon was coldly dead. with one's papers miss.
"Who stuffed them to?"
Turning quickly, Hilde found all the birdcages on one side of the room empty.
What she realized then was that none of the precursors that she recently sent back have returned.
Of course, it may still be on duty or perhaps he has been subjected to the same thing as this precursor.
The important thing is that the latter is more likely.
The white cloth covering the dead carrier pigeon crumpled horribly in her hands.
Damn it.
It's a little funny, but I've never been hurt by the same thing.
Though I sat in a seat coveted by all the judges.
This is because all the awkward amateurs were caught at the entrance of the heavily guarded Supreme Court.
But recently, she has been followed by an assassin.
At first, I didn't know who bought them. I didn't even wonder.
Because the damage was so trivial.
For example, ink can and the angle of the frame. Like those little things.
Also, she couldn't even keep classified documents in such an obvious place.
At that time, I wondered where I was supposed to get scared.
... Until Hilde made eye contact with the intruder.
Fortunately, she's breathing soundly here now.
However, at the top of the Supreme Court. It's questionable how the assassins broke into her office, which is located in the safest place in the Supreme Court.
That is no place is safe in the Supreme Court now.
As in Baron Barkley's trial, arrows flew from the air while staying still. If it's a waste of her life, shouldn't she get out of the capital?
Hilde had completed his decision, had rushed to send an application for leave to the emperor, who had been participating in the international conference. Through the carrier pigeon in the box.
She finished three months' worth of work today for the Supreme Court without her.
Today is the day when her vacation begins...
'By the way, the document didn't arrive.'
Bang.
At that moment, a silver bullet flew with a sudden shot through her hair.
It was not long before the clock standing in front of the door announced the lunchtime.
It was a thoroughly planned attack. As if Hilde knew he was going to run away today.
But it's more shocking that her scream no one can hear her now than just about to be killed.
Surely everyone in the Supreme Court would have left for a restaurant nearby before the bell rang. She doesn't expect the guards at the bottom of the Supreme Court to come running right away after hearing this shot.
Hilde crawled under the desk, feeling threatened yet again.
Under the desk are a lot of suitcases.
She has no choice at this rate.
Hilde hurriedly pulled an unidentified card case from the bottom of the suitcase.
There were dozens of faded tarot cards in the stain card case.
Since she won't have time to rewrite her vacation application, she will simply place tarot cards and leave a message.
Hilde's rough selection of cards had unexpectedly its own meaning.
The first was a card with a dagger, the second with a child with a balance, the third with a collapsed castle, and the last card had a hermit.
The scale with a child and the Collapsed castle mean my death.
People in the Potunasia Empire have long used the idiomatic expression "collapsed a balance" when the head of the Supreme Court justice died.
So if you interpret them roughly, 'I seclude myself for the time being so that I don't die.' That's about right.
'It's such a genius Deployment, no matter how hard I think about it.'
I hope the emperor, who will return to the Empire in a few days, finds this.
Hilde took a bag full of luggage and opened the entrance to the secret passage a few floors down the stairs.
Stuttering down the ladder, a hidden space appeared.
Hilde tore the hem of her dress to cover her face and crawled through a narrow passage.
'Who built this kind of secret passage?!'
Her back hurts so much.
As she ran down the stairs through the passage, she heard footsteps and gunfire a little higher but unfortunately, she seemed to be faster.
Hilde took off his shoes and ran and once he caught the carriage he could see.
"Hello! Where should I take y..."
"Please go quickly! Okay, let's go north."
Hilde drew the curtains.
Through the curtains, I saw a black mask that lost its target.
'Poor thing, did you think I'd be your wish?'
The black mask looked around again and again, gradually became smaller, and eventually completely disappeared from her sight.
Hilde was smiling brutally before she knew it.
A horseman, who had been looking at her for a while opened his mouth.
"By the way... I think you're in a hurry, why?"
"... Are you curious?"
"Hmm... I'm a bit talkative. I'm sorry if I've been rude!"
The horseman seemed worried that he might get caught up in a troublesome affair while he was picking her up.
It is certainly suspicious for a man who covers one's face and has no destination to scramble to catch a carriage without a destination.
"Don't worry. Nothing will happen. If anything happens... Just pretend you don't know. That I didn't put anyone in the wagon that day."
Her mysterious green eye gazed at the horseman.
"I'll keep that in mind."
Unlike Hilde, who spoke calmly, the horseman swallowed his parched saliva.
"Where are you from?"
"I'm from Rosenberg!"
"It's really far from the capital. What kind of place is it? Rosenberg is."
"Rosenberg has an ocean. And the weather is mild all four seasons. Especially in Rosenberg, chocolate is the best!"
"Then could you go there?"
"Yeah-"
The horseman pulled the reins with all his might.
'Until the Emperor returns, the whole empire will be in an uproar.'
Come to think of it, by the time she arrived at Rosenberg, the Supreme Court would have already been turned upside down.
However, there was not a single carrier pigeon left for her and it was too late to write again.
Hilde fiddled with the silver bullet she had barely picked up, and soon leaned back.
***
When Hilde arrived at Rosenberg, a week had already passed.
She mingled well with the busy crowd.
A dark-gray cape and disheveled hair are sure common people.
Golden eyes which have been colored with a magic potion see The night market.
"Hey, why are you standing so stupid? Come on in. Our restaurant's side dishes are the best around here!"
"Shut up, old sport! You come to our store."
Everyone told her that I sure my shop better.
"Excuse me, I need a place to stay. Is there an inn nearby?"
"Of course! If you walk around the grocery store in front of you, you'll find it. Please visit our store when you finish unpacking, haha"
"Yes, thank you."
As the storekeeper's said, she could see any ordinary inn as I walked.
Ah... Correction, the inn was very shabby.
Hilde opened the door with a suitcase, and the staff at the counter welcomed her with a big smile.
"Hello, are you alone?"
"That's right."
"201 is empty. Then I hope you have a good time at our inn."
Hilde took the key from the staff and headed to the room.
'It's full of strange things.'
... If she knew this would happen, she would have brought some work.
Her body is clearly in Rosenberg, but her mind is still in her office.
Hilde sighed and lay on the bed in a squishy state.
Her butt hurt so much because she was in the carriage for a long time.
She will waste time reading old mystery novels here for the time being.