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Through the strange confrontation, Rachel interrupted quickly.
"If it's a dance of a suspicious foreign aristocrat that only collects and invites nobles, Arthur will definitely pop out.”
"Can't I play the porter then? You can do horse riding. Leave it to me!"
Arthur giggled, imitating the worker's accent freely.
"Wow. Now I can tell that you're a native porter for Lundane. My prince is very talented."
"Yes, Clay. Even if it seems trivial, this could be the tail of a bigger incident if even the aristocrats are missing. How can I let you go alone?"
"That's right, Ray can't even lift a sword properly."
"Guys, I'm a level five wizard. Will you stop ignoring me?"
"It's not a disregard, it's an appropriate concern."
"Well, if you go with me to Isiel, I'm willing to make a living for you as a guest at Asher's mansion."
When Isiel tried to help Clay, Chell calmly changed his attitude when asked to excuse the diners.
"I don't know what this is about. I don't know if I'm the only one....”
"I know! We should go together. When did you live in a trap? You trained yourself to survive that.”
Leticia, who patted a sword on her waist, was trustworthy. As a prosecutor who achieved four levels at the age of 15, there is not much to be afraid of.
In the end, Clay presented the invitation he had received from Melchior in front of the children.
The voices of the twins, who turned envelopes and cards written in silver ink on black paper, were excited.
"It's Madame Lamour's Code Ball.”
"Just looking at his name makes me feel suspicious."
"Isn't he actively looking for new prey if he sees up to four companions?"
"I'm scared, I'm scared."
Chell responded with a soft answer.
"Yes, a psychic is the most evil of all."
"Chelle! He has no hope."
"I want to see a real ghost!"
Summer was the season of ghost stories.
The two twins were excited as if they were going to ride a horror movie attraction, but Clayo, who was supposed to carry the children, was naturally downcast.
I was a leading teacher for the first time in a long time.
***
Ten days later, midnight.
On the outskirts of the Nordus district, on the banks of the River Tempus, Madame Ramor's mansion was surrounded by vast gardens.
For now, since it was a secret meeting, there was nothing else to be a guide except the dark lanterns hanging from the forest path.
Inevitably, the horsemen at the ball had to drive their horses very carefully.
This is because the technology to enhance visibility through ethers in the dark was the exclusive property of senior prosecutors, among other articles.
The land where the mansion was built was originally a wetland, but it was a pond everywhere, so it seemed like the wheels of the carriage would be buried off the road.
Of course, Arthur was not affected. Arthur, who had already memorized all the directions just because he had been here once, boldly drove the horse.
The rented carriage quickly passed the dark path in the mansion. It's a day where dozens of people gather, and there were no wagons right back and forth.
As Cells keenly grasped during his first attendance last week, each invitation had a slightly different time, preventing lines from lining the entrance to the mansion.
"It's full moon, but it's so cloudy that I can't see anything."
With his head straight out of the carriage window, Chell murmured. Isiel, who grabbed Rachel's shoulder and sat next to her again, added, "Be careful."
It's because Arthur's speed of driving a carriage was a speeding ticket, in case someone wasn't a senior prosecutor.
"Ha-ha, if Arthur can't do it, I'm a five-level prosecutor, and I can't get hurt just because the wagon shakes!"
"Speaking out of this shaky carriage. If you chew your tongue, you won't see anything good, Celestes."
"El, are you worried about me? I'm touched. Then, let's stay calm today.
"If every meeting was so bland, the prince would not have given Clay an order. Don't relax."
"Okay, I'll do what you say."
At the untrustworthy answer, Isiel only breathed a shallow sigh.
with a rattle.
The wagons twisted the cap. Cell stretched out his hand to straighten Isiel's flat cap so that his red hair would not be revealed. She was dressed like a horseman.
The two twins, who were familiar with Rachel's behavior, tied each other's masks without paying attention to her silly remarks.
"Leticia, please tie it tight so it doesn't slip today."
"I got it."
There was even a dress code at the ball, a drooping white Keaton and a theatrical mask.
Clayo, who reluctantly joined such a funny scene, was discouraged by the children's excited response.
'They're all good at getting that stuff from somewhere.
The two twins brought their own masks.
Lippi brought a mask of a middle-aged man's face full of curly hair and beard, a face frowned like a scream.
Leticia's mask was the face of an old man smiling strangely. A beard longer than Lippi's mask was carved.
They were clothed in rich kytones, and in the dim light, neither gender nor age was revealed.
Clatteringly.
Blur-o-o-o-o-o'-ooh-ooh!
Arthur, who slowed down his horse, informed the inside.
"We're almost there. Everyone wear the mask."
"I did, I did."
"Leafie, you look so funny wearing that mask."
"Aren't you scared? Wow, I'm the principal!"
"What! Mine is scarier! I'm the Curse of the Devil!"
"Oh, I would have surprised someone else if I didn't sneak here!"
"If you pretend to be a ghost here, everyone will believe you!"
Still, the two young twins wielded their white hem and pretended to be ghosts in a narrow carriage.
Clayo, who sat by the window so that he could not be stepped on by the two, also opened the strap of the mask once again.
Are you gonna be okay with this?’
Last week, when I first came to the mansion, there was tension among the children.
Since he was not allowed to carry weapons, he has been able to weave his dagger well into the rich ancient white doubles, the dress code of the ball.
"But when I hear Yeong-mae's bird's flying sound of drinking, chanting, and singing soul, I have him dance in my hands, and when it's over, all the tension is gone."
That was really it.
Unlike the atmosphere of the venue, Madame Lamour's platform ball for the first participants was shockingly sound.
Good summer night, dancing, singing and lying down in a vast garden in a light, flippant light suit, but... It meant no infiltration.
Rather, the New Year's party, where aristocrats kissing under mistletoe branches disappeared into hidden rooms at the end of a long hallway, was more like an unhealthy ball.
In this situation, it is only natural that Chell should stop paying attention to solving the case and focus on flirting with Isiel.
"You're going to do what you're doing today, aren't you? What's the fun of letting them dance and go home?"
"I'm not doing this for fun....”
At Clayo's unnerved reply, Rachel burst out a paean smile over the mask. It was a mask of a very handsome young man's face.
"Yeah, I thought there would be something great to get people to take over with the lights off at the front door of the mansion.”
"I heard on my way out that we've prepared a better banquet for the second invitees, so let's hope we can find a clue."
Clatteringly. the top of a ladder
Flurrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr-
The carriage came to a complete stop.
The moon, just out of the clouds, pale at the front of the mansion. The outer walls of the dark gray three-story building sparkled like jewels.
Kimberlite.
It was a mansion made of extremely rare stone, bearing a diamond gem.
"Lord, we're here.”
Arthur, who covered his blond hair with his hat pressed down, opened the carriage door with a superb impression of a horseman. Eisiel, who jumped out of the carriage smartly, stepped down with Arthur.
Clay moved aesthetically so that his feet wouldn't get caught in the long hem of his clothes while the two mongrels matched hands and feet.
Arthur whispered as if he were helping the falling passenger.
"Ray, be careful. If anything happens, just use magic."
Clayo also tied a bag and a wand with a waistband containing Ma Kwang-seok in the hem of his clothes.
"Shall I take care of it?"
"You measure things too much."
"If you're so worried, why would you go in with me and act as a horseman?"
"When you're in there, someone's looking outside. This mansion is definitely suspicious.”
"You don't have to move by yourself, you should always be with Isiel."
Isiel, who has a bright ear, nodded as if to leave it to him.
It was Arthur who became enthusiastic about the investigation after the last association, which ended without any income.
Arthur's main argument was that there was no basis, but there was something ominous about it was Arthur's main argument.
'There's no way Arthur can believe anything about ghosts. Why on earth do you insist.
Madame Lamarr's mansion was as good as the twins were enthusiastic about the story.
The mansion was built in a damp lowland area and the air was humid. The vast, dilapidated garden was a pond everywhere, and the lotus flowers that filled the surface of the water were grotesque.
Even more grotesquely, violet flowers bloomed tightly around the pond.
"Go around at night in a place like this. You'll see things you don't exist. Ugh.'
In front of the grand porch where only a candle was revealed, a masked guide checked the invitation and opened the door in light of the lens that looked like a harness.
Perhaps it was a structure that prevented forgery by writing invitations in mana stone ink.
Further information was difficult to obtain.
All the servants of the mansion were silent, and they had felt earplugs in their ears, so they could not bury or request anything.
Their movements were strangely hard and mechanical, giving them a creepy sensation.
Of course, the twins didn't care about the atmosphere. Chelsea and Clayo followed the Angelium sisters who led with dignified steps.
The structure of the mansion was as complicated as a maze, so it was only after a long spin along the sparsely lit area that led to a calm in the middle of the building.
In the central garden of the mansion, which was only lit by cloudy moonlight and candles, participants dressed in ancient costumes gathered in small groups.
Some took out grasses, shared them, chewed them, stumbled to see something in vain, and waved their arms.
Clayo turned on "Tardiness" to look all around.
Chelsea and the twins also widened their distance, followed by Ether detection, and joined the team in moderation.
"Is there any Ether response?"
"No one stands out in particular. Wizards and knights don't usually believe in spirits."
Ether respondents were those who could become miracles themselves, so they could not be deceived by fake miracles with sparse grounds. At best, it attracted the curiosity of children like twins.
Rachel glanced at the low stone foundation in the middle of the garden.
Last time, the old woman and Madame Ramor sat face to face over there, memorizing a spell and singing the soul.
"The last one was a complete scam. The blue fire that was circling the table was caused by phosphorus. It's a trick."
"But everyone's going crazy and crazy. There must be a reason.”
"Is it because of this?"
Rachel took out a bag of grass that people were chewing on when she got it. It looked a bit awkward when I looked around.
On the stiff grass, the scent of light peppermint and the smell of thick Guns came out together.
"It's a little hallucinogenic, but… Let's look into it when you up. Thank you, Chelsea."
"Don't mention it."
"Is the Code an excuse, and is it a drug? Hmm.'
There was a drawback to that conclusion.
With such a shallow water, Melchior and his men could not miss it.
'Well, you'll see what we're doing today.’
On the last ball.
He danced and drank to the words and songs of Ramor, who seemed to instigate people strangely.
Clayo, who ran with him to keep up with the atmosphere, was dying.
When everyone was exhausted and excited, Madame Ramor spoke eloquently beyond the mask covering half of her face.
"This young spirit, not the faint whisper of the lost spirits, but the prophet who will be the channel of real cross-communication. If you prove your faith, he will tell you the words from all over the world!’
So the poor code of the day is a trailer, and if you pay for it, I'll show you the original. It meant this.
The children of the aristocracy, caught up in the atmosphere, talked about the great prophet and held out some heavy sacks to the servants in gloves.
It was a crazy collection time.
Clayo "donated" a bunch of Aurum gold coins he had taken, hiding his face over the mask.
This is the invitation to the second ball.
As night fell, smoke slowly spread in the garden, and the musicians hired by Madame Lamarr began to sing.
Clayo clenched his teeth.
If you don't show us what's going on today, we're going to flip everything over.’
Madame Ramor, this time, showed something for real.
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Through the strange confrontation, Rachel interrupted quickly.
"If it's a dance of a suspicious foreign aristocrat that only collects and invites nobles, Arthur will definitely pop out.”
"Can't I play the porter then? You can do horse riding. Leave it to me!"
Arthur giggled, imitating the worker's accent freely.
"Wow. Now I can tell that you're a native porter for Lundane. My prince is very talented."
"Yes, Clay. Even if it seems trivial, this could be the tail of a bigger incident if even the aristocrats are missing. How can I let you go alone?"
"That's right, Ray can't even lift a sword properly."
"Guys, I'm a level five wizard. Will you stop ignoring me?"
"It's not a disregard, it's an appropriate concern."
"Well, if you go with me to Isiel, I'm willing to make a living for you as a guest at Asher's mansion."
When Isiel tried to help Clay, Chell calmly changed his attitude when asked to excuse the diners.
"I don't know what this is about. I don't know if I'm the only one....”
"I know! We should go together. When did you live in a trap? You trained yourself to survive that.”
Leticia, who patted a sword on her waist, was trustworthy. As a prosecutor who achieved four levels at the age of 15, there is not much to be afraid of.
In the end, Clay presented the invitation he had received from Melchior in front of the children.
The voices of the twins, who turned envelopes and cards written in silver ink on black paper, were excited.
"It's Madame Lamour's Code Ball.”
"Just looking at his name makes me feel suspicious."
"Isn't he actively looking for new prey if he sees up to four companions?"
"I'm scared, I'm scared."
Chell responded with a soft answer.
"Yes, a psychic is the most evil of all."
"Chelle! He has no hope."
"I want to see a real ghost!"
Summer was the season of ghost stories.
The two twins were excited as if they were going to ride a horror movie attraction, but Clayo, who was supposed to carry the children, was naturally downcast.
I was a leading teacher for the first time in a long time.
***
Ten days later, midnight.
On the outskirts of the Nordus district, on the banks of the River Tempus, Madame Ramor's mansion was surrounded by vast gardens.
For now, since it was a secret meeting, there was nothing else to be a guide except the dark lanterns hanging from the forest path.
Inevitably, the horsemen at the ball had to drive their horses very carefully.
This is because the technology to enhance visibility through ethers in the dark was the exclusive property of senior prosecutors, among other articles.
The land where the mansion was built was originally a wetland, but it was a pond everywhere, so it seemed like the wheels of the carriage would be buried off the road.
Of course, Arthur was not affected. Arthur, who had already memorized all the directions just because he had been here once, boldly drove the horse.
The rented carriage quickly passed the dark path in the mansion. It's a day where dozens of people gather, and there were no wagons right back and forth.
As Cells keenly grasped during his first attendance last week, each invitation had a slightly different time, preventing lines from lining the entrance to the mansion.
"It's full moon, but it's so cloudy that I can't see anything."
With his head straight out of the carriage window, Chell murmured. Isiel, who grabbed Rachel's shoulder and sat next to her again, added, "Be careful."
It's because Arthur's speed of driving a carriage was a speeding ticket, in case someone wasn't a senior prosecutor.
"Ha-ha, if Arthur can't do it, I'm a five-level prosecutor, and I can't get hurt just because the wagon shakes!"
"Speaking out of this shaky carriage. If you chew your tongue, you won't see anything good, Celestes."
"El, are you worried about me? I'm touched. Then, let's stay calm today.
"If every meeting was so bland, the prince would not have given Clay an order. Don't relax."
"Okay, I'll do what you say."
At the untrustworthy answer, Isiel only breathed a shallow sigh.
with a rattle.
The wagons twisted the cap. Cell stretched out his hand to straighten Isiel's flat cap so that his red hair would not be revealed. She was dressed like a horseman.
The two twins, who were familiar with Rachel's behavior, tied each other's masks without paying attention to her silly remarks.
"Leticia, please tie it tight so it doesn't slip today."
"I got it."
There was even a dress code at the ball, a drooping white Keaton and a theatrical mask.
Clayo, who reluctantly joined such a funny scene, was discouraged by the children's excited response.
'They're all good at getting that stuff from somewhere.
The two twins brought their own masks.
Lippi brought a mask of a middle-aged man's face full of curly hair and beard, a face frowned like a scream.
Leticia's mask was the face of an old man smiling strangely. A beard longer than Lippi's mask was carved.
They were clothed in rich kytones, and in the dim light, neither gender nor age was revealed.
Clatteringly.
Blur-o-o-o-o-o'-ooh-ooh!
Arthur, who slowed down his horse, informed the inside.
"We're almost there. Everyone wear the mask."
"I did, I did."
"Leafie, you look so funny wearing that mask."
"Aren't you scared? Wow, I'm the principal!"
"What! Mine is scarier! I'm the Curse of the Devil!"
"Oh, I would have surprised someone else if I didn't sneak here!"
"If you pretend to be a ghost here, everyone will believe you!"
Still, the two young twins wielded their white hem and pretended to be ghosts in a narrow carriage.
Clayo, who sat by the window so that he could not be stepped on by the two, also opened the strap of the mask once again.
Are you gonna be okay with this?’
Last week, when I first came to the mansion, there was tension among the children.
Since he was not allowed to carry weapons, he has been able to weave his dagger well into the rich ancient white doubles, the dress code of the ball.
"But when I hear Yeong-mae's bird's flying sound of drinking, chanting, and singing soul, I have him dance in my hands, and when it's over, all the tension is gone."
That was really it.
Unlike the atmosphere of the venue, Madame Lamour's platform ball for the first participants was shockingly sound.
Good summer night, dancing, singing and lying down in a vast garden in a light, flippant light suit, but... It meant no infiltration.
Rather, the New Year's party, where aristocrats kissing under mistletoe branches disappeared into hidden rooms at the end of a long hallway, was more like an unhealthy ball.
In this situation, it is only natural that Chell should stop paying attention to solving the case and focus on flirting with Isiel.
"You're going to do what you're doing today, aren't you? What's the fun of letting them dance and go home?"
"I'm not doing this for fun....”
At Clayo's unnerved reply, Rachel burst out a paean smile over the mask. It was a mask of a very handsome young man's face.
"Yeah, I thought there would be something great to get people to take over with the lights off at the front door of the mansion.”
"I heard on my way out that we've prepared a better banquet for the second invitees, so let's hope we can find a clue."
Clatteringly. the top of a ladder
Flurrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr-
The carriage came to a complete stop.
The moon, just out of the clouds, pale at the front of the mansion. The outer walls of the dark gray three-story building sparkled like jewels.
Kimberlite.
It was a mansion made of extremely rare stone, bearing a diamond gem.
"Lord, we're here.”
Arthur, who covered his blond hair with his hat pressed down, opened the carriage door with a superb impression of a horseman. Eisiel, who jumped out of the carriage smartly, stepped down with Arthur.
Clay moved aesthetically so that his feet wouldn't get caught in the long hem of his clothes while the two mongrels matched hands and feet.
Arthur whispered as if he were helping the falling passenger.
"Ray, be careful. If anything happens, just use magic."
Clayo also tied a bag and a wand with a waistband containing Ma Kwang-seok in the hem of his clothes.
"Shall I take care of it?"
"You measure things too much."
"If you're so worried, why would you go in with me and act as a horseman?"
"When you're in there, someone's looking outside. This mansion is definitely suspicious.”
"You don't have to move by yourself, you should always be with Isiel."
Isiel, who has a bright ear, nodded as if to leave it to him.
It was Arthur who became enthusiastic about the investigation after the last association, which ended without any income.
Arthur's main argument was that there was no basis, but there was something ominous about it was Arthur's main argument.
'There's no way Arthur can believe anything about ghosts. Why on earth do you insist.
Madame Lamarr's mansion was as good as the twins were enthusiastic about the story.
The mansion was built in a damp lowland area and the air was humid. The vast, dilapidated garden was a pond everywhere, and the lotus flowers that filled the surface of the water were grotesque.
Even more grotesquely, violet flowers bloomed tightly around the pond.
"Go around at night in a place like this. You'll see things you don't exist. Ugh.'
In front of the grand porch where only a candle was revealed, a masked guide checked the invitation and opened the door in light of the lens that looked like a harness.
Perhaps it was a structure that prevented forgery by writing invitations in mana stone ink.
Further information was difficult to obtain.
All the servants of the mansion were silent, and they had felt earplugs in their ears, so they could not bury or request anything.
Their movements were strangely hard and mechanical, giving them a creepy sensation.
Of course, the twins didn't care about the atmosphere. Chelsea and Clayo followed the Angelium sisters who led with dignified steps.
The structure of the mansion was as complicated as a maze, so it was only after a long spin along the sparsely lit area that led to a calm in the middle of the building.
In the central garden of the mansion, which was only lit by cloudy moonlight and candles, participants dressed in ancient costumes gathered in small groups.
Some took out grasses, shared them, chewed them, stumbled to see something in vain, and waved their arms.
Clayo turned on "Tardiness" to look all around.
Chelsea and the twins also widened their distance, followed by Ether detection, and joined the team in moderation.
"Is there any Ether response?"
"No one stands out in particular. Wizards and knights don't usually believe in spirits."
Ether respondents were those who could become miracles themselves, so they could not be deceived by fake miracles with sparse grounds. At best, it attracted the curiosity of children like twins.
Rachel glanced at the low stone foundation in the middle of the garden.
Last time, the old woman and Madame Ramor sat face to face over there, memorizing a spell and singing the soul.
"The last one was a complete scam. The blue fire that was circling the table was caused by phosphorus. It's a trick."
"But everyone's going crazy and crazy. There must be a reason.”
"Is it because of this?"
Rachel took out a bag of grass that people were chewing on when she got it. It looked a bit awkward when I looked around.
On the stiff grass, the scent of light peppermint and the smell of thick Guns came out together.
"It's a little hallucinogenic, but… Let's look into it when you up. Thank you, Chelsea."
"Don't mention it."
"Is the Code an excuse, and is it a drug? Hmm.'
There was a drawback to that conclusion.
With such a shallow water, Melchior and his men could not miss it.
'Well, you'll see what we're doing today.’
On the last ball.
He danced and drank to the words and songs of Ramor, who seemed to instigate people strangely.
Clayo, who ran with him to keep up with the atmosphere, was dying.
When everyone was exhausted and excited, Madame Ramor spoke eloquently beyond the mask covering half of her face.
"This young spirit, not the faint whisper of the lost spirits, but the prophet who will be the channel of real cross-communication. If you prove your faith, he will tell you the words from all over the world!’
So the poor code of the day is a trailer, and if you pay for it, I'll show you the original. It meant this.
The children of the aristocracy, caught up in the atmosphere, talked about the great prophet and held out some heavy sacks to the servants in gloves.
It was a crazy collection time.
Clayo "donated" a bunch of Aurum gold coins he had taken, hiding his face over the mask.
This is the invitation to the second ball.
As night fell, smoke slowly spread in the garden, and the musicians hired by Madame Lamarr began to sing.
Clayo clenched his teeth.
If you don't show us what's going on today, we're going to flip everything over.’
Madame Ramor, this time, showed something for real.
Through the strange confrontation, Rachel interrupted quickly."If it's a dance of a suspicious foreign aristocrat that only collects and invites nobles, Arthur will definitely pop out."Can't I play the porter then? You can do horse riding. Leave it to me!"Arthur giggled, imitating the worker's accent freely."Wow. Now I can tell that you're a native porter for Lundane. My prince is very talented.""Yes, Clay. Even if it seems trivial, this could be the tail of a bigger incident if even the aristocrats are missing. How can I let you go alone?""That's right, Ray can't even lift a sword properly.""Guys, I'm a level five wizard. Will you stop ignoring me?""It's not a disregard, it's an appropriate concern.""Well, if you go with me to Isiel, I'm willing to make a living for you as a guest at Asher's mansion."When Isiel tried to help Clay, Chell calmly changed his attitude when asked to excuse the diners."I don't know what this is about. I don't know if I'm the only one...."I know! We should go together. When did you live in a trap? You trained yourself to survive that.Leticia, who patted a sword on her waist, was trustworthy. As a prosecutor who achieved four levels at the age of 15, there is not much to be afraid of.In the end, Clay presented the invitation he had received from Melchior in front of the children.The voices of the twins, who turned envelopes and cards written in silver ink on black paper, were excited."It's Madame Lamour's Code Ball."Just looking at his name makes me feel suspicious.""Isn't he actively looking for new prey if he sees up to four companions?""I'm scared, I'm scared."Chell responded with a soft answer."Yes, a psychic is the most evil of all.""Chelle! He has no hope.""I want to see a real ghost!"Summer was the season of ghost stories.The two twins were excited as if they were going to ride a horror movie attraction, but Clayo, who was supposed to carry the children, was naturally downcast.I was a leading teacher for the first time in a long time.***Ten days later, midnight.On the outskirts of the Nordus district, on the banks of the River Tempus, Madame Ramor's mansion was surrounded by vast gardens.For now, since it was a secret meeting, there was nothing else to be a guide except the dark lanterns hanging from the forest path.Inevitably, the horsemen at the ball had to drive their horses very carefully.This is because the technology to enhance visibility through ethers in the dark was the exclusive property of senior prosecutors, among other articles.The land where the mansion was built was originally a wetland, but it was a pond everywhere, so it seemed like the wheels of the carriage would be buried off the road.Of course, Arthur was not affected. Arthur, who had already memorized all the directions just because he had been here once, boldly drove the horse.The rented carriage quickly passed the dark path in the mansion. It's a day where dozens of people gather, and there were no wagons right back and forth.As Cells keenly grasped during his first attendance last week, each invitation had a slightly different time, preventing lines from lining the entrance to the mansion."It's full moon, but it's so cloudy that I can't see anything."With his head straight out of the carriage window, Chell murmured. Isiel, who grabbed Rachel's shoulder and sat next to her again, added, "Be careful."It's because Arthur's speed of driving a carriage was a speeding ticket, in case someone wasn't a senior prosecutor."Ha-ha, if Arthur can't do it, I'm a five-level prosecutor, and I can't get hurt just because the wagon shakes!""Speaking out of this shaky carriage. If you chew your tongue, you won't see anything good, Celestes.""El, are you worried about me? I'm touched. Then, let's stay calm today."If every meeting was so bland, the prince would not have given Clay an order. Don't relax.""Okay, I'll do what you say."At the untrustworthy answer, Isiel only breathed a shallow sigh.with a rattle.The wagons twisted the cap. Cell stretched out his hand to straighten Isiel's flat cap so that his red hair would not be revealed. She was dressed like a horseman.The two twins, who were familiar with Rachel's behavior, tied each other's masks without paying attention to her silly remarks."Leticia, please tie it tight so it doesn't slip today.""I got it."There was even a dress code at the ball, a drooping white Keaton and a theatrical mask.Clayo, who reluctantly joined such a funny scene, was discouraged by the children's excited response.'They're all good at getting that stuff from somewhere.The two twins brought their own masks.Lippi brought a mask of a middle-aged man's face full of curly hair and beard, a face frowned like a scream.Leticia's mask was the face of an old man smiling strangely. A beard longer than Lippi's mask was carved.They were clothed in rich kytones, and in the dim light, neither gender nor age was revealed.Clatteringly.Blur-o-o-o-o-o'-ooh-ooh!Arthur, who slowed down his horse, informed the inside."We're almost there. Everyone wear the mask.""I did, I did.""Leafie, you look so funny wearing that mask.""Aren't you scared? Wow, I'm the principal!""What! Mine is scarier! I'm the Curse of the Devil!""Oh, I would have surprised someone else if I didn't sneak here!""If you pretend to be a ghost here, everyone will believe you!"Still, the two young twins wielded their white hem and pretended to be ghosts in a narrow carriage.Clayo, who sat by the window so that he could not be stepped on by the two, also opened the strap of the mask once again.Are you gonna be okay with this?'Last week, when I first came to the mansion, there was tension among the children.Since he was not allowed to carry weapons, he has been able to weave his dagger well into the rich ancient white doubles, the dress code of the ball."But when I hear Yeong-mae's bird's flying sound of drinking, chanting, and singing soul, I have him dance in my hands, and when it's over, all the tension is gone."That was really it.Unlike the atmosphere of the venue, Madame Lamour's platform ball for the first participants was shockingly sound.Good summer night, dancing, singing and lying down in a vast garden in a light, flippant light suit, but... It meant no infiltration.Rather, the New Year's party, where aristocrats kissing under mistletoe branches disappeared into hidden rooms at the end of a long hallway, was more like an unhealthy ball.In this situation, it is only natural that Chell should stop paying attention to solving the case and focus on flirting with Isiel."You're going to do what you're doing today, aren't you? What's the fun of letting them dance and go home?""I'm not doing this for fun....At Clayo's unnerved reply, Rachel burst out a paean smile over the mask. It was a mask of a very handsome young man's face."Yeah, I thought there would be something great to get people to take over with the lights off at the front door of the mansion."I heard on my way out that we've prepared a better banquet for the second invitees, so let's hope we can find a clue."Clatteringly. the top of a ladderFlurrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr-The carriage came to a complete stop.The moon, just out of the clouds, pale at the front of the mansion. The outer walls of the dark gray three-story building sparkled like jewels.Kimberlite.It was a mansion made of extremely rare stone, bearing a diamond gem."Lord, we're here.Arthur, who covered his blond hair with his hat pressed down, opened the carriage door with a superb impression of a horseman. Eisiel, who jumped out of the carriage smartly, stepped down with Arthur.Clay moved aesthetically so that his feet wouldn't get caught in the long hem of his clothes while the two mongrels matched hands and feet.Arthur whispered as if he were helping the falling passenger."Ray, be careful. If anything happens, just use magic."Clayo also tied a bag and a wand with a waistband containing Ma Kwang-seok in the hem of his clothes."Shall I take care of it?""You measure things too much.""If you're so worried, why would you go in with me and act as a horseman?""When you're in there, someone's looking outside. This mansion is definitely suspicious."You don't have to move by yourself, you should always be with Isiel."Isiel, who has a bright ear, nodded as if to leave it to him.It was Arthur who became enthusiastic about the investigation after the last association, which ended without any income.Arthur's main argument was that there was no basis, but there was something ominous about it was Arthur's main argument.'There's no way Arthur can believe anything about ghosts. Why on earth do you insist.Madame Lamarr's mansion was as good as the twins were enthusiastic about the story.The mansion was built in a damp lowland area and the air was humid. The vast, dilapidated garden was a pond everywhere, and the lotus flowers that filled the surface of the water were grotesque.Even more grotesquely, violet flowers bloomed tightly around the pond."Go around at night in a place like this. You'll see things you don't exist. Ugh.'In front of the grand porch where only a candle was revealed, a masked guide checked the invitation and opened the door in light of the lens that looked like a harness.Perhaps it was a structure that prevented forgery by writing invitations in mana stone ink.Further information was difficult to obtain.All the servants of the mansion were silent, and they had felt earplugs in their ears, so they could not bury or request anything.Their movements were strangely hard and mechanical, giving them a creepy sensation.Of course, the twins didn't care about the atmosphere. Chelsea and Clayo followed the Angelium sisters who led with dignified steps.The structure of the mansion was as complicated as a maze, so it was only after a long spin along the sparsely lit area that led to a calm in the middle of the building.In the central garden of the mansion, which was only lit by cloudy moonlight and candles, participants dressed in ancient costumes gathered in small groups.Some took out grasses, shared them, chewed them, stumbled to see something in vain, and waved their arms.Clayo turned on "Tardiness" to look all around.Chelsea and the twins also widened their distance, followed by Ether detection, and joined the team in moderation."Is there any Ether response?""No one stands out in particular. Wizards and knights don't usually believe in spirits."Ether respondents were those who could become miracles themselves, so they could not be deceived by fake miracles with sparse grounds. At best, it attracted the curiosity of children like twins.Rachel glanced at the low stone foundation in the middle of the garden.Last time, the old woman and Madame Ramor sat face to face over there, memorizing a spell and singing the soul."The last one was a complete scam. The blue fire that was circling the table was caused by phosphorus. It's a trick.""But everyone's going crazy and crazy. There must be a reason."Is it because of this?"Rachel took out a bag of grass that people were chewing on when she got it. It looked a bit awkward when I looked around.On the stiff grass, the scent of light peppermint and the smell of thick Guns came out together."It's a little hallucinogenic, but Let's look into it when you up. Thank you, Chelsea.""Don't mention it.""Is the Code an excuse, and is it a drug? Hmm.'There was a drawback to that conclusion.With such a shallow water, Melchior and his men could not miss it.'Well, you'll see what we're doing today.'On the last ball.He danced and drank to the words and songs of Ramor, who seemed to instigate people strangely.Clayo, who ran with him to keep up with the atmosphere, was dying.When everyone was exhausted and excited, Madame Ramor spoke eloquently beyond the mask covering half of her face."This young spirit, not the faint whisper of the lost spirits, but the prophet who will be the channel of real cross-communication. If you prove your faith, he will tell you the words from all over the world!'So the poor code of the day is a trailer, and if you pay for it, I'll show you the original. It meant this.The children of the aristocracy, caught up in the atmosphere, talked about the great prophet and held out some heavy sacks to the servants in gloves.It was a crazy collection time.Clayo "donated" a bunch of Aurum gold coins he had taken, hiding his face over the mask.This is the invitation to the second ball.As night fell, smoke slowly spread in the garden, and the musicians hired by Madame Lamarr began to sing.Clayo clenched his teeth.If you don't show us what's going on today, we're going to flip everything over.'Madame Ramor, this time, showed something for real.
