A King is Born on the Road

llenly.

“You were lying, right?”

Hayer smiled at Dylan’s words.

“What are you talking about?”

“It’s a lie, about knowing the cure.”

Dylan’s crying voice made Hayer look in the mirror.

No difference was felt before Iris started the treatment.
Dylan, who checked his back every day, would know better than Hayer.

“Why, I look so much better.”

“I know better than you do, Captain.”

There was a sense of sadness in Dylan’s voice.

Hayer didn’t have much hope from the beginning, but it was a pity to see Dylan sad.

He still felt guilty about Tilla, the god of all things, and thought it was nothing to be pleased about, being too easily forgiven after cutting the sacred tree.

“With how old the wound is, can it be cured so soon? Wait patiently.
I’m sure it’ll get better.”

Hayer soothed him, and Dylan held back his sorrow and nodded like an adult.

* * *

Iris followed the butler to the Hall family’s patio for a moment to digest what she had eaten.

Since it rains so often, logs are woven and tents can be placed on them.

The logs, where tents were placed out for the guests, were nicely intertwined with rattan.

Iris covered the raindrops falling through the tent with her hands, then recalled Sandra’s prosthetic hand.

She recalled the game on her way to the North Gate.
Sandra’s name came up once.

* * *

“Sandra Hall.
Let’s talk about the head of the Hall family.”

When Hayer said so, Hencke explained.

“Wasn’t the competition for being the successor of the Hall family complicated?”

“It was.”

“The son-in-law…”

Iris asked, as Hencke murmured his words.

“Why? What happened?”

When she asked, Hencke explained.

“The previous head of the Hall family only had two daughters.
Like His Majesty the former King.”

Iris nodded at his words.

Just as the former king handed over the throne to his nephew because he only had one daughter, the Hall family seemed to have no son.

Hencke continued.

“The rift between the Everhart and Hall family is old.
Then, as the situation happened to be like this, the eldest daughter of the Hall family and the second son of the Everhart family signed a marriage agreement, and the agreement was concluded for the young man to come to the Hall family and become the head of the household.”

“Yes.
But?”

Iris forgot about the cold and curiosity twinkled in her eyes.

Annamaria suddenly interrupted and said.

“But the eldest daughter, who stayed with the Everhart family for a while, fell in love with a servant and ran away.”

“Ah.”

As Iris nodded, Hencke continued.

“So the Everhart family went into an uproar.
What are you going to do now that the marriage is broken?… Eventually, the Hall family decided to marry their second daughter, Sandra Hall, to the second son of the Everhart family.
But that’s when a problem arose.
On the first night, the second son was hacked to death with a knife.”

Iris flinched and looked at Hencke.

Hencke found it interesting that she was scared, so he set the mood even more and continued to talk.

“A culprit actually appeared.
Wouldn’t it be the person who was in the same room that day?”

“Was the family head the culprit?”

“It wasn’t like that again.”

Hencke shook his head and continued.

“The bride was out of her mind and couldn’t say anything for about a week.
And in the meantime, those who checked the scene of the murder noticed that a left-handed person stabbed the second son with a knife.
Left-handed people are rare, so they thought they could find the culprit quickly.
But of all things…”

“Of all things?”

“Sandra Hall doesn’t have a left hand.
When they questioned her later, she said she’s never had one since she was a kid.
In other words, she has been hiding it with gloves all her life because she is the daughter of an aristocratic family.”

“…….”

“The culprit was only found out later.
He was the eldest son of Everhart.
It turned out that he had a crush on Sandra, so after a quarrel with his brother, the murder took place…”

“I think Sandra Hall is the culprit…”

Everyone looked back at Iris when she said to herself.

Hayer asked when Iris paused and closed her mouth.

“Why do you think so?”

“A left-handed person was the culprit, but a woman without a left hand wasn’t the suspect.”

“What’s wrong with that?”

“If it were me, I would have cut off my left hand as soon as I committed the crime.
Surely Sandra would have been executed because they had a bad relationship with each other, so it’s better than losing your life.”

“……”

The party paused, including Hayer.
And it wasn’t long before Annamaria muttered.

“…That makes sense.”

afterword

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