The Death Mage that doesn't want a fourth time

111 Let's look at each other's eyes and talk

"We thank you for making preparations for this meeting despite the short warning, Periveil-dono," said a man as he politely bowed his head.

This man was not a messenger from the resistance, but the leader of the Reborn Sauron Duchy Army, Raymond Paris, who had come here with a company of messengers.

He had a well-featured face that seemed natural for a man who was the illegitimate son of Duke Sauron who had fallen in battle, and most importantly, there was an air of elegance about him.

On previous occasions, there had been no small number of young Scylla who had blushed upon seeing him, having been captivated.

"It's no great matter; it's a time of rest for farmers as we have finished harvesting our rice, and a season where we don't do any hunting. There is still some time before the festival of Vida and Merrebeveil. Everyone is surprisingly unoccupied. However, the fact that the leader is here means that this is no trivial matter," said Periveil. She had sensed that this young human was no ordinary person.

Raymond possessed a captivating charisma, the special dignity of one who stood above others that made Periveil and the other Scylla want to agree with everything he said, though it wasn't as strong as Vandalieu's.

Raymond might be able to accomplish something. He possessed something that made others believe that.

"Indeed, I don't mean to frighten you, but let us quickly get to the matter at hand... but before that, just who are they?" Raymond asked with a confused expression.

He was looking at Pauvina, who was sitting next to Privel, and Vandalieu, who was sitting in front of Pauvina.

The people present here were the most prominent Scylla in the village, including Periveil, their husbands, Raymond and two other members of the Reborn Sauron Duchy Army.

And then there was Privel, Pauvina and Vandalieu. Naturally, the three of them were out of place... or rather, Pauvina stood out tremendously.

Despite that, the Scylla were focused not on Pauvina, but on Vandalieu, who, in Raymond's eyes, appeared to be an exquisite doll of undeterminable gender.

Raymond felt a curious atmosphere about them and a strange sense of discomfort, but Periveil gestured to them with her hand as if nothing was out of the ordinary.

"Come to think of it, this is the first time you've met," said Periveil. "This child is Privel. She's my youngest daughter."

"My name is Privel. Nice to meet you."

"The pleasure is mine," Raymond said as his gaze shifted upwards from Vandalieu to Privel. "And what about the one next to her, this –" He faltered as he wondered how he should refer to the enormous Pauvina.

Considering her size, even if she was a Titan, she should have been an adult. But considering her face and the size proportions of her head and body, she appeared to be a girl of around ten years of age.

"Nice to meet you. My name is Pauvina. I am Van's younger sister."

"My name is Vandalieu. I am Pauvina's older brother."

"I-I see. Nice to meet you."

Raymond was unsettled from how disproportionately young Pauvina's voice sounded for her size, and the fact that Vandalieu, whom he had overlooked for the previously-mentioned reasons, had spoken at all.

However, even after the pleasantries had been exchanged, the mystery as to what children were doing here had not been solved.

"Vandalieu-kun here is still small, but he is a Spiritualist, you see, and he's helping us investigate the murder cases," said Periveil, giving an explanation that cleared this mystery completely.