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

 

nerve to look into his superior’s letter and then pretend to

 

Pietro, who was

 

had wanted to oversmart him, he’d have done

difficult to find again a loyal servant like Pietro anywhere in

 

of all monsters, cruelty to even make Satan

 

“It’s a surprise.”

 

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

 

surprise how long

 

didn’t budge at all,

 

kept talking, even shamelessly

 

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

 

lip pursed as he

 

nothing more than a paper

 

b*stards who stood up stiffly and insisted on making his sister happy, eventually retreating

 

It was not

 

irritating, and the point that he had never got to see his Brother-in-law, added to the

 

didn’t like him since he was a knight, but

 

objection to the fact

 

what was

had asked to

 

brother-in-law, whom he had never met, was already annoying. He was so

 

the most noble knight of the North and cut off

 

hand that would have taken Rudcbekia’s little

 

would have broken his limbs twice, but I don’t know how that would be

 

letter and a smirk appeared on

 

had Pietro managed

 

always

 

a very young age to now, this remained unchanged, even

 

at the moment, there was no way to know the cause of this sudden uneasiness in

 

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