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.”

 

“…….”

 

know what they wrote across the sea.

 

nerve to look into his superior’s letter and then pretend to not know

 

not reprimand Pietro, who

 

oversmart him, he’d have done that

to find again a

 

would he find a man who has the power of all monsters, cruelty to even make Satan cry, the ability

 

“It’s a surprise.”

 

nations across the sea must have also been quite surprised.

 

surprise how long you’ve been so

 

budge at all, despite the

 

kept talking, even shamelessly

 

you never know what they’d do.

 

lip pursed as he crumpled the

 

than a paper towel to be

 

who stood up stiffly and insisted on making his sister happy, eventually

 

it was a little different. It

 

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 to the irritation.

 

he was a knight, but

 

would have no objection to the fact

 

what was

Rudbeckia, whom he had asked to stay quiet, broke his instructions and

 

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

 

noble knight of the North and cut

 

hand that would have taken Rudcbekia’s little hand

 

don’t know how that would be fine

 

his hand holding the letter and a smirk appeared on

 

had Pietro managed

 

was always in

 

now, this remained unchanged, even though now, she had moved farther across the

 

the moment, there was no way to know

 

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