I Played the Role of the Adopted Daughter Too Well - [Author: 다나 ]

Chapter 57

Xenon soon realized who the main character of this energy was.

‘Is this the energy of Lord Jermi?’

Poor Jermi.

It seemed that he had come here.

‘Is there a separate notice?’

That didn’t mean Jermi would start a riot or assassinate the important person here. It was because he didn’t feel any murderous energy at all.

‘Those who have mastered the storm sword have difficulty in hiding because of their overwhelming energy.’

So, it was unreasonable to kill.

There was no grudge between Stormhold and Viscount Seal.

‘Then, the reason he came here is probably because of the Princess.’

Xenon grinned as he thought.

‘I should prepare tea.’

Shall he add some poison?

He pondered for a while but decided not to put it. Meanwhile, Viola was startled by the face she saw out the window.

“Lord Jermi?”

She checked again, but the window was clear.

‘Is this the seventh floor?’

Viola’s room was located on the seventh floor. Even though there was a way to fly using magic, that was about wizards. However, Jermi was a swordsman.

‘…What the hell?’

Through the window, she could see him smiling broadly.

He seemed to be saying, ‘Hurry up, open it!’

As she eventually opened the window, Jermi jumped into the room.

“Wow. It was fun.”

“What is this?”

It was best to maintain an ambivalent relationship with him that was neither too far nor too close. With that thought, Viola judged that and actually acted that way.

‘Rope…?’

A rope was hung from Jermi’s waist.

It looked like he went up to the roof and came down with a rope.

“What do you think? Are you happy?”

“There was no official message.”

“Can we meet only if there is a message between friends?”

“Were we friends? And, it’s eleven o’clock at night.”

“Is it that time already?”

Jermi made an ‘uwaak!’ look after hearing her words. It wasn’t acting, it was sincerity. He really didn’t know it was so late.

“I thought it was around nine o’clock.”

He smiled awkwardly as he lifted the rope around his waist.

“I’m concentrating on preparing for this…”

“When did you get on the roof?”

He waved it left and right with his index finger.

“Get on? I infiltrated. Getting on is different from infiltration. There was a lot of tension.”

“..Yes. Infiltrate.”

He said that he had arrived on the roof at six pm. Then, he spent an hour thinking about how to make a cute appearance, hid again for two hours to find the rope, and an hour and a half to infiltrate the roof again with the rope…