Translator: Khan
Editor Group: Liber Reverie
“Mr. Lohan! Why? what the .... is going on…?”
Mielle dared not speak properly due to the sharp eyes pouring from all sides. She had been always loved by others and well grown, and she could not imagine it. She had been in prison, but until then she had been treated as a noble lady, but not now. She had to be treated less than the street bums and had to be looked at coldly.
“How dare you call my name? You don’t know who you are. I hate people like you the most, who sell their families and country to save their lives.”
With the cold eyes and tone, Mielle spared herself and looked up again and gave him a pitiful look. It had been a little while ago that he had praised that she was a very knowledgeable and intelligent woman, and he had looked at her with his warm and lovely eyes.
She had been comforted and acknowledged, and for a moment she had felt happy. It was not like she’d been obsessed with Oscar because she had thought he was the right person for her. Although she had been trusted to sell information, she had thought Lohan was a friendly person who saved her in crisis.
‘But was it all fake?’ The cold face of the present and the warm face of the past overlapped, and tears seemed to flow. It was even more incredible that all the words and actions he had said to her were false as he had set a trap.
“Mr. Lohan!”
So Mielle called out his name again, but it was still a cold look that came back. In addition to that, a warning followed to Mielle who kept calling his name, as if he was unpleasant.
“If you call my name any more, I won’t let you go.”
“Boo-hoo…”
All that remained was Mielle’s crying, and Isis, who had been listening to the conversations, trying to figure out and sort things out, looked up in a flash, recalling the letters and papers that had been exchanged with Lohan.
“Well, I have the papers I have exchanged with me…”
They were documents with the king’s seal, and as long as it was a trap, and even if there were papers with a seal, he could be a conspirator of this matter. So Isis insisted that he quickly took her side and stopped this foolishness, but at the nonsense, Lohan laughed and replied,
“You think it’s a real seal, don’t you?”
“…!”
‘The official documents from the Kingdom of Croa had the same seal on them!’ She remembered that she had even made a handful of comparisons in case.
“It was a definite match…! I obviously checked it with Vika…!”
“Really? Then, I have to ask the person who checked with you.”
He waved behind him because she was still unbelievable. Strangely, Vika, who had been helping the Aristocratic Party for a very long time and had offered this work to her, walked out slowly.
“You’ve put your trust in me, you’ve been through this, but you should have kept a little more people.” Vika said, looking a little too sorry. “I’m sorry, but all the papers I brought you are made of fake seals.”
“… what, what…?”
She realized that the person she had trusted most was a traitor, and what kind of reaction could she take? She just stared at Vika, as if she could not believe it. He had been a great help and an advisor to the nobles of the Aristocratic Party for a long time, and she could not imagine that he would dare to betray.
It was the same for Mielle that it was difficult to accept the situation, and her crying became stronger. For a moment, Mielle’s cry spread in the square, and Isis, who had been stupidly lost in thought in the meantime, seemed to have found the answer again and asked,
“Even if the seal is fake, it has the same effect as Mr. Lohan has taken and returned them yourself!”
She said as if it was the last hope. It had the same effect because he had written it himself and sent it out with a seal.
“Ha, don’t you understand yet? It was a small thing to catch traitors of another country, and why did I do such a bothersome work? Eh, Vika?”
“Yes, I didn’t spend much time and send a person to Croa, but I replied to your letters myself.”
After recognizing it was a perfect trap, Mielle stopped crying and turned pale. The same was true of Isis. She realized that Asher had framed her up and she had played in it, as well as she was finally caught in a trap that she could not escape.
“I don’t know why you keep obsessing about these little things without repenting of your own sins. Even if they were letters from Lohan, what does it matter if it was a process to find out the traitors in the first place?”
