The golden sun of Romagna was warming the cobblestone road leading to San Midre Cathedral.

 

Around the fountain where the statue of the Holy Mother was built, plump white pigeons are gathered as usual to enjoy the afternoon sunbathing.

Such easygoing and bold creatures, they didn’t look at people even when they sat close.

 

Even if it was a cardinal that made even an arrogant nobleman shiver.

 

To be fair, that side also didn’t pay much attention to the flock of pigeons.

 

The young cardinal’s broad shoulders were not just a perch for pigeons, but also messenger birds with elegant golden tails.

 

One of the birds quickly flew from the northern capital across the sea to the Papal States, Romagna and proudly completed his mission.

 

Although he deserved an award, the man who finished reading the letter remained silent for a while.

 

His black hair, which glowed blue in the sun, tanned copper skin, deep dark blue eyes, and sculpture-like facial features, boasted devilish beauty.

 

Sitting still, barely blinking, there was no sign of humaneness in him.

 

“You must be really worried.”

 

In the end, a servant, who was standing nearby pretending to feed the pigeons, broke the silence first.

 

In contrast to his superior, the elegant handsome man, he had dark red hair and a scar across one eye.

 

It was amazing how pigeons fed what he ate without running away.

 

“I’m worried.”

 

“Well, I’m glad she got home safely. Your brother-in-law has been searching through Elendale for four days. She feels better, apparently.”

 

“…….”

 

wrote across the sea. You don’t trust me

 

obvious Pietro had the nerve to look into his superior’s letter

 

reprimand Pietro,

 

had wanted to oversmart him,

a loyal servant like

 

monsters, cruelty to even make Satan cry, the ability to infiltrate shadows, and blind loyalty to his

 

“It’s a surprise.”

 

agitated you are, the nations across the sea must have also been quite surprised. Is your sister’s neglect unexpected or

 

how long you’ve

 

didn’t budge at all,

 

kept talking,

 

make such a fuss? Well, if it was someone your sister’s age, you never know what they’d do. Don’t you think it’s

 

Cesare’s lip pursed as he crumpled the

 

him, his brother-in-law was nothing more than

 

wasn’t even slightly pleasing to watch the arrogant b*stards who stood up stiffly and insisted on making his sister happy,

 

It was not his

 

will of his father, the Pope, was crucial. The fact alone is irritating, and the point that he had never got to see his Brother-in-law, added

 

like him since he was a knight, but when he finished

 

no objection to the fact that this

 

was this uncomfortable

fact that Rudbeckia, whom he had asked

 

never met, was already annoying. He was so annoying that it made

 

knight

 

hand that would have taken Rudcbekia’s little

 

know how that

 

lowered his hand holding the letter and a smirk appeared

 

Pietro managed

 

always

 

this remained unchanged, even though

 

there was no way to

 

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