The carriage headed for Midwinterre High Speed Airship Station.

Even in the Penrotta Empire, which had excellent magic-education and technology, few cities had a high speed airship station. A high-speed craft is a kind of mobile magic tool that was operated with more than three wizard captains and a large number of magic refining stones.

Of course, ticket prices were too high for ordinary citizens to even think about. And even more than being expensive, the tickets were scarce and hard to get by – since the distance that was travelled by 4 days in train could be reached in 6 hours.

‘It used to be more expensive. The price has dropped a lot.’

It means that technology has advanced significantly in just four years.

“…wait.”

Staring blankly out of the window, I asked the coachman (who was of course, the assassin-butler) to stop. I stepped out while Rue was focused on ‘the seven mystery treasures of the continent for children’ again.

The old potato seller who was previously selling in the alley was setting up his seat in the market at dawn. I stood tall in front of the old man who was busy organising potatoes in the basket.

And demanded.

“I wish to buy all the potatoes here at the highest price.”

Because today was the day my first salary was paid, and I received a huge amount of money to maintain the dignity of Viscount Weatherwoods.

I didn’t know how such a huge sum came out of a house that seemed to be stingier than a flea’s liver, but…

‘Since you’ve given me the money anyway, it’s alright to use it however I want.’

The old man, who was looking at my face with his eyes open, welcomed me with a bright smile.

“Huh? Oh, is the Miss here again? The potato quality is good these days.”

“…”

“Oh! Is that your real face? Either way, you’re both handsome and pretty. People are so mean nowadays, but I’m sure you’re popular!”

“…how did you know?”

To be honest, I was very embarrassed.

I touched my face and hair just in case, but I was definitely wearing the face of Viscount Weatherwoods.

I wasn’t Daisy Fager right now.

“How did you know?

That I’m me. I look different.”

But why did the old man recognize me?

The old man, who laughed in vain, answered with warm eyes.

“I always sit here and watch people’s backs. You don’t know how many people walk down this road. And people walk differently. It varies by gender, by occupation, by personality, by disease.”

Did you recognize me just by the way I walked? It was very shocking.

‘Come to think of it, Rue pointed my habits out and correlated them to being a knight earlier as well.’

Were habits engraved in the soul, not the body?

I was really lucky.

Thanks to these two, I realised what to watch out for at the aristocratic council.

‘My habits of walking and posture of being a left-handed knight. If I watch out for these two, they won’t recognize me, no matter how sharp the Duke of Berkley Gratten is.’

I wasn’t attending the aristocratic society without thinking.

It was clear good news that Raphael was absent from this year’s aristocratic council meeting, But with the presence of the Duke of Sword, Berkley Gratten, you can never relax.

He was a swordmaster.

When you reach the level of a sword master, the sensitivity of the sixth sense exceeds the five senses, so you can see through the soul, not the body.

The sixth sense was basically a sense that was disciplined by experience and insight. Therefore, no matter how carefully I acted, a swordmaster would surely feel ‘unfamiliar familiarity’ with me. This also meant that my identity could be revealed.

“So, even if it’s a small habit, I must hide it.”

Left-handed knights are rare. Since all the swordsmanship of the famous knight families is right-handed play, all left-handed knights have been corrected to be right-handed.

However, I did not correct myself as a right-handed person because I had no teacher and had not been taught the swordsmanship of a famous family.

“Let’s be careful.”

With a firm mind, I looked at the old potato seller again.

At first, I intended to buy all of the old man’s potatoes, but I changed my mind.

Few people have eyes that distinguish people by their walking. If you make the right use of this sharpness…

“Grandpa, do you have any thoughts about running a side job?”

Our conversation was not long.

I came back to the carriage after discussing the side job with the old potato seller.

I didn’t buy all the potatoes.

If the old man wants to continue his “side job” of monitoring the Midwinterre market, his basket will always have to be filled with potatoes.

“Let’s move.”

Just before we got off at the station, I handed over a note from the carriage to the assassin butler. The blue-gray eyes under his hat shone sharply. I didn’t forget the matter he had asked me to get done secretly.

In addition, he will now be able to use the old potato seller’s sharpness in the right place and pay the right price. Soon after, a high-speed aircraft carrying me and Rue floated over Midwinterrd.

It was then that rumors began to spread throughout the Penrotta Empire that the Viscount Weatherwoods, with his wife, had broken out of confinement and was starting to work.

The Imperial City of Ragel.

Located in the middle of the Penrotta Empire, it is a large city with the Pen River to its north and the Rotta Plain to its south.

As can be inferred from the names of the place, the name of the Penrotta Empire originated from the Pen River and the Rotta Plains.

Ragel, located on flat land, was magnificent when viewed from the sky. The scenery of the large city spread out like wings around the Royal Place Fortress and resembled a maze.

I was immersed in old sentiment, staring at the castle like a pearl in the center of Ragel.

‘The first and last day I came here…was it 9 years ago?’

It was also the day that the royal family of Penrotta first introduced a mobile high-speed aircraft. I flew 12 hours from the front and arrived at the Imperial City. It was to participate in the ceremony of the crown princess, my comrade, Natasha.

Natasha Mili Penrotta

As a member of the royal family of Penrotta, known for their bloodline of magicians, Natasha was a great mage who made a great name in the Magic War.

As the timing demanded, the ceremony for the crown princess was held simply. I grew up in the countryside and even that felt so splendid that my eyes ached.

However, this day was not remembered by people as the ‘The successor crowning ceremony of Princess Natasha.’

“Andert.”

It was still clear.

It had snowed that day and the surroundings were all white.

Natasha, who had been handed a small token of being the successor by the emperor at the end of the long red carpet, came up to me as soon as she stepped back and asked.

“You said you would offer me anything I wanted if I became the crown princess, right?”

Everyone’s eyes were on me.

I wondered if this was okay, but I was convinced Natasha had something planned in her mind. I answered, kneeling on one knee in front of Natasha, who had the high dignity and honour of being the heir to the throne, not dust rolling around in the battlefield.

“Of course, your highness. As long as the task is not as difficult as picking the stars from the night sky, I would get anything for you.”

“Then marry me.”

Wait a minute.

“…what?”

“Andert Fager.”

She knelt down in front of me, confessing.

“If you tell me to pick a star, I will. Be my rain and the treasure of the Penrotta Empire, the future father of the empire. I will spend my whole life protecting and cherishing you.”

That day.

Natasha was not remembered as the crown princess who had become the successor to the throne.

It had been imprinted in the people’s eyes as the day when the heir to the throne desperately announced her courtship of a common man.

Hah, hah, hah.

Ha ha.

‘Natasha… was a very interesting friend.’

But two months ago, when I opened my eyes again on Queen Island, the heir to the throne was no longer Natasha.

‘I wonder where she is and what she’s doing.’

Sometimes Natasha’s beautiful face came to my mind, but I could not find any trace of feeling rather than wanting confirmation of life and death.

If you’re alive, that’s enough.

“Darling.”

Cold, soft fingers came between my own.

My body stiffened in surprise, but I turned my head as if nothing had happened. Rue, who leaned his face on my arm with his fingers folded with mine, looked up at me with languid eyes.

“What are you thinking so deeply about? You don’t look good.”

“…? Did I get nervous without knowing it?”

“Nervous?”

Rue, who let out a small chuckle, closed his eyes slowly as if he were sleeping.

“That is such a cute lie.”

I pretended not to hear him and turned to the window again.

As the high-speed craft slowly descended, the scenery of Regal quickly approached.

Soon after, we stepped on the ground.

As the capital of the empire, Regal was crowded right from the high-speed aircraft stop.

When we left the gate after a simple procedure, two men standing nearby approached us.

Surprised to see Rue’s beauty up close, they gulped down their dry saliva.

“Ah, are you two Viscount Weatherwoods and his wife? We’re here to pick you up on the orders of Black Ragel.”

I made it as Viscount Weatherwoods!

They looked at me and took me for him!

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