She Was Sent by God

 

 

“It’s okay to go there without requesting a visit.”

“I see.”

 

Agnes took a strong liquor from a passing servant.

Looking carefully at Erika’s face, she was lost in thought.

 

“How far are you willing to go?”

 

Understanding the question immediately, Erika burst into a refreshing laughter.

 

“If I could gain the marquisate by selling my soul, I would already be nothing but an empty shell.”

 

At that bold reply, Agnes made up her mind.

Milan Kiske is more likely to receive the Marquis Title. He already had a lot going for him.

This meant that Agnes had little to offer him.

On the other hand, Erika was different. By extending a hand to someone in desperate need, much could be gained in return.

Agnes lightly wet her lips with alcohol.

 

“Alright. Let’s talk to the person in charge of Elemer. I’ll let Kiske handle the sales for Royte and Devon.”

“Thank you, Duchess.”

 

Erika bowed deeply.

 

“In return, could you grant me one favor?”

“Please, feel free to ask.”

 

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“The young master has gone out for horseback riding, Miss.”

 

The butler of the Sandor family bowed his head and expressed regret.

 

“I see. Then I’ll head up first.”

“Yes. I’ll let you know as soon as the young master returns.”

 

Erika passed by the butler and ascended the stairs.

A maid led the way to the drawing-room. Erika sat on the sofa and sipped her tea.

After some time, enough for the tea to cool down, she called the maid with her finger.

 

“Yes, Miss.”

 

The maid, who was next to her, responded quickly.

 

“Do we have any ice?”

“Oh, there is, but it takes a little time to get it out because it was put in a deep place.”

 

The maid spoke in a hushed tone, glancing at Erika.

 

“It’s alright. Go and bring some ice with a slice of lemon.”

“Yes. Understood, Miss.”

 

The maid walked out in haste. Erika then rose from her seat.

After grabbing her small handbag, she opened the door inside the drawing-room.

The Sandor mansion was a place she had grown tired of since childhood.

Not as much as her own home, but she could easily discern where she needed to go.

Erika walked through the hallway after passing through the guest bedroom connected to the drawing room.

She encountered a few servants along the way but acted nonchalantly.

Soon, she arrived at her destination.

After confirming that the corridor was empty, Erika carefully opened the door.

It was Roland’s private study where he spent most of his time.

She took out a small bird figurine from her handbag.

 

“Where should I place this…”

 

As she hesitated, wandering around the bookshelves, she heard a voice behind her.

 

“When did you arrive?”

 

Turning around, she saw Roland leaning against the door.

She barely managed to swallow her scream. Quickly, she hid the bird figurine behind her back.

Fortunately, he didn’t seem to have noticed.

 

“It’s been a while. Have you finished horseback riding already?”

“Yeah. The weather wasn’t great.”

 

He casually brushed his hair back and walked towards Erika.

 

“What’s going on?”

“Just checking in. You just came from Leana. I came to see if you were doing well.”

 

“What’s the occasion? You didn’t even show your nose when I left.”

 

Erika forced a natural smile as much as possible.

 

“You promised to show me Mimi. Remember?”

“Oh, Mimi! Right.  I did say I’d show you our Mimi.”

 

He then enthusiastically started boasting about Mimi.

 

“You’ll be amazed when you see her. The way the light glistens on her feathers… Mother asked to pull out some of her feathers and make accessories, but there’s no way! How could she! Our Mimi!”

 

He huffed. Erika looked at Roland’s eyes and fidgeted with the bird figurine hidden behind her back.

 

“I really want to see her. Where did you put her?”

“Oh, she’s in the greenhouse downstairs. Do you want to go see her now?”

“Sure.”

 

Erika made a concerted effort to conceal her anxious expression.

 

“But I heard the garden has changed a lot since I last saw it.”

 

She took Roland’s arm and led him towards the window.

 

“Look at that. Isn’t the horse statue in the middle new?”

“Huh? No, that one has always been there.”

“What’s next to it?”

“Next to it? Which one?”

 

While he was closely attached to the window and looking at the garden, Erika put the bird statue between the books.

 

“Oh, never mind. I must have been mistaken.”

“Goodness. You’re acting unusual. Mistaking things like that.”

 

Roland moved away from the window and looked at Erika.

 

“Yeah, I must have confused it with somewhere else. Let’s go see Mimi.”

 

She linked her arm with his, wearing a soft smile. As they approached the door, he suddenly stopped.

 

“Wait.”

“Why?”

 

Roland abruptly turned around and walked briskly towards the bookshelf.

Erika stood still, watching where he was headed without moving a muscle.

 

“I left some food here.”

 

With a smug smile, he returned holding a small bag of treats that he placed on the shelf.

Finally, Erika could reciprocate his smile.

 

“I can’t wait to see her.”

“Oh, me too! I want to see Mimi.”

 

The office door opened and closed tightly. Erika left the place with an empty bag.

 

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Alone in her room, Agnes held the bird figurine and focused her mind.

She memorized the spell Theo told her before.

Her vision gradually blurred, and suddenly she began to see a completely different place.

Roland was right in front of her. It looks like Erika placed the bird figurine properly.

He was sitting in a chair, writing something continuously. She couldn’t see what he was writing.

Agnes stood up and walked, but when her view did not change at all, she lamented her stupidity.

 

‘I’m watching through a bird figurine right now. How silly.’

 

Roland didn’t spend much time at his desk. He soon got up from his seat and headed somewhere.

As expected, it was a place the bird couldn’t see, so she had to stare at the empty study for a while.

 

“Did he leave?”

 

Fortunately, Roland came back into her view.

However, something astonishing happened.

The man who sat back at the desk in the study had a completely different face from before.

 

“What’s that?”

 

Agnes was surprised and muttered to herself.

He had dark blonde hair, brown eyes, freckles covering his cheeks, and a low nose bridge.

He was a man with an ordinary face that could be seen anywhere.

The beautiful man with silver hair and blue eyes disappeared.

Although it looks completely different, it was difficult to conclude that it was another person because the clothes he was wearing were the same as Roland’s.

 

‘What’s going on? Is this really Roland? Or is it someone else?’

 

However, no matter how carefully she looked around, she couldn’t see anyone else.

The man presumed to be Roland took out a box from the drawer.

Inside was a white mask that could partially cover his face.

He put it on and wrapped himself in a thick cloak.

Roland is gradually coming her way.

Agnes stepped back without realizing it. At that moment, the view suddenly moved sideways.

The image of Roland, who had been right in front of her, moved away to the right.

 

‘The bookshelf moved.’

 

After he disappeared, the view returned to its original position.

It seemed like he had left through the secret passage behind the bookshelf.

After confirming that he was completely gone, Agnes let go of the bird figurine she had been holding.

Dizziness came rushing in. She closed her eyes, then opened them to see the familiar scenery of the room she was originally in.

 

“That’s definitely suspicious.”

 

She fidgeted with the bird figurine.

The Roland that Agnes knew always went around smiling broadly, saying foolish things without a care in the world.

She often complained to Chavolti about his obliviousness.

But did he really gather power secretly behind King Sebastian’s back?

She racked her brain and pondered, but the answer didn’t come easily.

 

“Who is that man with the blonde hair?”

 

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Surprisingly, the answer came from the mouth of the unexpected person.

 

“Mihai?”

“What?”

 

She asked a question during their meal without any expectations, and Laslo abruptly answered.

 

“The one with blonde hair, brown eyes, and a white mask?”

 

Laslo spoke as he neatly sliced and ate the well-cooked pork.

 

“If it’s that kind of person, I know one person.”

“Does the Duke know him well?”

 

Agnes was getting excited without realizing it. Laszlo simply nodded in response.

 

“It’s not that I know him well, but because he’s famous. I’ve seen him in person once.”

“Where?”

“Even the princess must have heard of it. It’s called Alexandra.”

“Alexandra? Are you talking about the underworld organization?”

 

It is a famous information dealer among the novels.

It is so famous that there is a joke that God cannot know what they do not know.

 

“Yeah. Mihai is the head of that place.  I went there for something and he came out. Wearing a white mask.”

“Alexandra…”

 

Agnes sighed deeply. Why didn’t she think of that?

If Roland is the leader of Alexandra, then everything fits perfectly into place.

It aligns perfectly with the condition of being a large and influential organization that Sebastian would perceive as a threat.

A light shiver ran down her spine. If she could use this to her advantage, maybe…

 

“What’s wrong, princess?”

“What should I do to meet Mihai?”

 

She felt excited at the thought of rushing out to confirm if Mihai was truly Roland.

 

“You just need an invitation.”

“Invitation?”

“I can get it for you if you want.”

 

Laslo shrugged his shoulders as he spoke.

 

“Please, Duke.”

 

She said with sparkling eyes. Laslo nodded easily.