Who is the devil worshipper?
It's either a guest who visits the banquet or an employee who works in this mansion.
I found the head maid who called me after meeting the devil worshiper.
As expected, she was perplexed, saying she had never called me.
She didn't seem to know.
Next, I went to the maid who told me that the head maid was calling me, but—.
She said she received the message from a servant in the mansion.
So I asked her if she saw his face, but when she received it, the maid was in a dark place at the time, and she was so busy that she couldn't even look at his face.
'The fact that the servants came naturally to the place where they work means that there is a high probability that they are the servants.'
I'd like to come forward and find out, but I can't.
The devil worshipper knows who I am, but I don't.
It was not good to move in these unfavorable conditions.
What should I do?
I looked out the window. In the distance, Richard's spy, one of the personnel involved in the construction of the annex, could be seen.
That man will recognize the devil worshiper instead of me.
I intend to inform the spy that the devil worshipers are targeting Richard in this mansion.
'But how can I tell him?'
I'm in trouble again.
Then a long shadow fell in front of me.
"What are you doing there, Nunim?"
"...You surprised me."
Surprised, I looked back and saw Yurtha standing with a handsome face.
—I'm already in trouble, but there's a guy who can't help.
I sighed and looked up at the sky. There's a bird flying in the sky—Ah, that's it.
"Yurtha."
"Yes. Nunim."
"Can you catch that bird by any chance?"
"...Do you mean that bird?"
"Yeah. Can you catch that bird?"
"...."
Yurtha looked at me in bewilderment but soon caught the bird quickly.
I didn't expect much, but he caught a flying bird. I clapped at him in surprise.
"...Why did you ask me to catch a bird?"
"I'll try to raise it well."
"Are you talking about such a dirty bird? If you want, a clean bird raised by the nobles—"
"Enough. What kind of bird does the maid raise? Can't you even joke?"
"...What are you going to use the bird for?"
I said with a smile.
"Ung, I'm going to eat it."
Even though it wouldn't understand what people said, the bird cried in fear.
I continued stroking the bird's head carefully.
"I heard that bird meat is good for your health."
"...."
