I Am The Commander Of The Second Male Lead's Knights

Nina patted him and pondered.

‘Hmmm······. The contents of the book I read are gradually changing.’

At this point, she can see why his personality is a hundred and eighty degrees different from when he wore glasses and when he took them off.

The longer this situation drags on, the worse it gets.

‘Those glasses were dangerous.’

She can see why Kirill hated Blue Stone Island.

‘But did his teacher really make the glasses for that reason?’

She hopes not.

One would hurt as much as one loves, and the person who loves the most is always hurt the most. There was affection when Randell talked about his teacher before.

I mean······.

Nina glanced her fingers around his curly golden hair. Unlike Adrian’s hair, which falls straight, it felt a bit fluffy.

“Oh, you still got this.”

Nina looked at the bead bulging out of his arms. It looks uncomfortable even though it is tightly wrapped around in his hood.

‘Can I take it out? It’ll work, right?’

Touching a bit won’t kill me.

She doesn’t want to touch it, but she doesn’t think it’s safe to just let it in a sleeping person’s arms. She’ll just put it on a nearby table.

Nina pulled Randell’s hood gently. A pretty hoodie with blue stars.

‘I’ll have to make one for him later.’

Nina picked up the globe from the hood and put it on the table. It stung as if static electricity had occurred, but she couldn’t tell if it was because of the piece or real static electricity.

She made sure Randell didn’t wake up. He was sleeping soundly with a serene face.

I don’t think he will have nightmares.

Feeling relieved, Nina left the room and headed for Adrian. Upon arrival, Adrian was checking the bundle of documents Jack had brought. Nina was surprised at the speed.

“Has he been there already?”

“What do you mean already, the moon is already high in the sky.”

“······.”

She thought for a moment that Adrian’s expression was strange, but she can’t remember anything that she’d done wrong. Perhaps some strange news came with the documents. Nina approached Adrian and wrapped her arms around his neck from behind.

“Is there something written on it?”

“Look.”

He opened a notebook he had picked up and lifted it to make it easier for her to look at it.

“It says he received pieces of the spirit fragment from a member of the cult. Some of it.”

“Some?”

Nina raised herself by snatching the notebook.

She doesn’t know if it’s a diary or a sketchbook, but there were details of contact with the cults, stories of seeing pieces of the fallen spirit king, and stories of receiving some of them.

“Oh, then there should be a separate body. But even if it’s only a part of it, it still feels unpleasant! Really.”

In addition, the cult group has already acquired the fragments?

‘We need to reinforce our power······.’

Maybe I should also actively look for Fiona.

‘As long as I’m alive, I won’t be pushed back.’

“Young Master.”

“Yes?”

“Prince Faradiv, are you going to support him?”

Adrian, who had kept his eyes fixed on the documents until that moment, turned his eyes to her.

“Why?”

Nina answered his question seriously.

“I thought we might need a high-ranking connection, too. Isn’t it more assuring to have someone up there on our side?”

Besides, the Emperor is the only one above the Duke, isn’t he?

“Not yet.”

At Adrian’s words, Nina simply retreated saying, “Is that so?”

He knows much better about this kind of political matter than she does.

Jack said to Nina.

“I’ve also found the luggage of the Sage inside.”

“Oh, really? Thank you.”

At Nina’s words, Jack grinned while saying, “That’s nothing,” then turned into a serious face.

He said as he rubbed the beard on his chin.

“By the way, there’s something else you asked me to investigate, right? If anyone died near the plaza that day.”

“Yes.”

“And I said you’d explain it to me later.”

“Ah.”

He asked her how she knew he was a member of the cult.

“This is a personally obtained info but—”

Jack raised both eyebrows at the same time when Nina said.

“I think the pagans need a necklace to call and control the bellacs. It’s a special necklace, and they can’t call them while they’re wearing it, but they’ve got to hold it in their hands to call them.”

That’s how she found the culprit.

Jack asked with a subtle expression.

“Personally obtained information?”

“Yes.”

“I didn’t know that, either.”

“I didn’t expect that Jack wouldn’t know.”

“You wouldn’t tell me where you got it, would you?”

“No.”

Nina added furtively.

“I was just trying to make sure because I wasn’t 100 percent confident. And then I got caught by Benzel, and······. No, I lost my mark twice because of him.”

The first one is Randell, the second one is the pagan.

The term ‘bad timing’ should be used to refer to him at times like this.

Jack still looked suspicious, but he seemed to be pondering something. He exhaled and looked up.

“Well, let’s talk about my side. He’s dead. He suddenly threw up and died. The guards said it must have been due to exposure to the bellac’s poison, but······.”

“But?”

“I went separately and checked the body, but it wasn’t that. I’m currently investigating his identity.”

“You’re quite competent.”

Jack grinned as she looked at him with refreshing eyes.

“Well, that’s my job.”

Jack said and stared at Nina. When Nina asked, “What?”, he slowly asked.

“You’re Nina La Dell, right?”

Nina confusedly looked at him, and tried to answer playfully, but realized he wasn’t in the mood to do so.

So she answered seriously.

“Yes, I’m Nina La Dell.”

Jack muttered, ‘That’s the expected answer······.’ and Nina folded her arms.

“What’s the problem?”

“Nothing, uhm, no ma’am.”

(Note: he’s saying the first one in relaxed speech and the other in formal speech)

“Then, Master. I’m leaving now.”

Adrian raised his hand, and Jack immediately disappeared into a secret passage.

“What the hell?”

Nina habitually tried to pull her hair, but she realized that it wasn’t on pigtails today.

“If I’m not Nina, then who’s Nina?”

There’s no one else like me.

Nina sighed.

“That one’s weird.”

Adrian smiled over the papers.

“Do you need comfort?”

“Well, when we leave the capital, you’ll have to dote on me as much as I want.”

Nina said, and after tapping her cheeks lightly, she made a serious face.

“If things keep happening like this at this rate, we won’t be able to hold out. The prince, Benzel, the bellacs, the Sage Community.”

When Nina frowned, Adrian said.

“I have good news.”

“What is it?”

“I got in touch with the people who were kicked out by the Count, and I said I’d consider hiring them. And—”

“Did they accept?”

“Yes.”

“Wow!”

A bout of joy swept Nina’s chest. Raising competent people is the hardest and most difficult thing. It was quite pleasant news to hear.

It’ll be easy to raise new people if you have a skilled team.

“We’ll fix the townhouse properly, then we’ll wait for the first harvest.”

The money that Lorocomo earned is good, but wheat yields are the most important.

‘Let’s not be impatient.’

Nothing can be achieved by hasty actions. Wanting to get good results quickly is a shortcut to losing your mind.

Nina calmed herself down thinking so.

“What about Seur Randell?”

Nina briefly explained the situation to Adrian’s question.

“First of all, what that evil guy said about his teacher. I think he’s the only one who could decide whether it’s true or not.”

“Yes.”

“But why?”

When asked by Nina, Adrian questioned back, “What?”

Nina laughed as she threw herself into his arms.

“Why do you have such a displeased face? Is it because you don’t like the Sage staying in the mansion?”

“No, that’s not true.”

He sighed, holding her, who had a childlike temperature, lightly.

“It’s complicated.”

“Why don’t you ask Kirill once? Since she is from Blue Stone Island, she knows much better than we do about the Sages.”

Adrian looked at her face and laughed at Nina’s words.

“Perhaps, I should.”

“It’s best to ask experienced people.”

Whispering, she completely put all her weight on him. Adrian soon discovered that Nina was asleep.

‘It’s no wonder you’ll be tired.’

It’s justifiable for her to be sleepy since she faced a bellac during the day and stayed up almost all night now.

Carefully hugging Nina, Adrian got up from his seat and walked to her bedroom.

Feeling her healthy breath and weight, he laughed unconsciously. He gently carried Nina with one hand, opened the bedroom door, laid her on the bed, took off her boots, and loosened her hair.

Light was already leaking through the window.

“Good night, Nina.”

He covered her with a blanket and lowered the bedroom curtains.