c8: Just who…? (Part 2) (2)

“What is it? Why is the ‘Mythril Carriage’ of the Tes Trade Guild here in the village?”

A villager asked, pointing towards the shiniest of all the carriages.

“Who knows?”

“Did they find a gold mine nearby?”

“As if it’s a gold mine. If they actually did find one, I’ll give you my wife.”

“How come the bet seems favourable to you?”

It didn’t seem like any of the villagers knew the reason.

All of them had curious looks.

It was one of the biggest trade guilds on the continent.

The fact that the personal carriage of the guild’s head was here was a big deal for the villagers.

“Um…it’s just a rumour, but it concerns the wife of the Iphelleta House.”

“Hm?”

Remembering a rumour, some of the villagers began whispering among themselves, with their hands covering their mouths.

“What was her name, the first wife… Ah! Lady Orelly. Apparently, she is the guild head’s daughter.”

“What? That’s the first time I’ve heard of this!”

“Hey, think about it. Why would Count Stein agree to wear a ring for the not-so-pretty Lady Orelly? He would seem to be on the losing end, no?”

The villager who had been talking about Lady Orelly used his hands to create a round shape with his thumb and index finger.

“This must have been going back and forth.”

“Wow…”

The villagers made sounds of shock when they heard those words. As they did, the members of the trade guild turned their heads toward the villagers.

“Shh, watch your mouths…”

“…”

Even when they were quiet, they could still hear them?

With the Tes traders glaring at them, the villagers quickly left the area with their mouths covered.

“Then, why is the Mythril Carriage all the way over here?”

“Well? Maybe he wants to see his daughter?”

The two villagers continued to gossip as soon as they left the sight of the traders.

“Then he could just go straight to the mansion. Why stop at the village? It wouldn’t even take 30 minutes to go by the carriage.”

“Iphelleta is quite the difficult House to meet you know. Even the highest nobles would need to arrange a time to meet them.”

“Ah, I see.”

“They probably sent a messenger to the mansion to warn them in advance while they stop the carriage here.”

The two villagers who had been talking about Orelly and the Iphelleta House could not sense the bloodthirsty looks which were directed at them.

***

“That dream again…”

Riley sighed as he woke up from his long nap, that had lasted up until the sunset.

“…Haaa.”

He was in a bad mood.

There were three reasons for this.

First, his ‘perfect angle’ was lost.

Second, it was that ‘dream of his previous life’.

Third…

<No. 2 first, then 4 and 5 next. Make no mistake.>

He could hear unfamiliar voices in his head.

It was the reason why he woke up.

“Tsk… It’s not what I wanted.”

Riley mumbled with a frown.

What he expected was that the dagger Ian had shown to Stein would act as a significant piece of evidence, which would prevent the culprits from taking further action in the mansion.

Basically it was to prevent any more incidents from happening, but it didn’t seem to work as he planned.

“Well, it was a 50/50 chance anyway.”

Riley stood up and patted off the dust that was on his pants.