Memoirs of the Returnee - Chapter 94



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＃Returner’s Notepad Episode 94

Theater (4)

─Where have you been all this time? Duke Duke.

The Prince asked the Duke properly again. Duke had no answer. He just glanced around the corpse of Baron Jolan, the blood and rain scattered on the lawn, and then slowly lowered his knees. He closed the Baron’s wide-open eyes.

That kind gesture is bizarre. He was soft and completely different from the way he had been just five seconds ago, when he was laughing at the dead Baron.

─… … Bard. You said the culprit was in this palace.

The prince seemed to have given up on answering the Duke, and looked at the Bard again.

─If you think about it, it was a simple thing. Hey guys.

The prince grinned and waved around at the extra subjects on site.

─After that Bard came, the murders began. So who should we suspect?

All the subjects’ attention was focused on Bard. Their eyes were full of suspicion.

─It’s a simple thing. Bard no?

─… … I’m just a bard reciting songs and telling stories

─Ha! gibberish. It was suspicious that the clown even knew Ratinelle.

─I just learned it from a nobleman who was in the audience.

Just then, the Duke stood up. the prince asked him.

─What do you think, Duke? Don’t you think so too?

The Duke turned to the Prince. There was no expression on his face. There was no emotion or color. He was as pale as a corpse and as empty as a murderer.

The Duke said only one word to him.

─Prince. You talk too much.

At that moment, the prince’s expression hardened. He glared at the Duke, shivered, and turned, his cloak flying. Other subject extras also followed him.

Grumbling… … Grumbling… …

Bard is left alone with the Duke on a rainy lawn.

She looks at the Duke in his flawless livery, and the Duke also meets the Bard’s eyes.

─… … Bard.

He said.

Not Miller, but the Duke of Sion Askal.

For Elise, her Duke was very foreign and very uncomfortable. However, there was an unknown charm.

Wait a minute, enough to make Bard come back to Elise.

─It was lying on the lawn.

The Duke approached Bard and held out something.

Bard looked at it. It was a button. Maybe it’s evidence of a murderer.

Duke had picked up a button on the lawn, pretending to close Jolan’s eyes.

─… … It’s not mine.

Bard answered. The Duke looked at her with his indifferent eyes. There was depth in that dry gaze.

Five seconds of silence, no dialogue.

By the time even the breathing of the audience could be clearly heard.

Soon the Duke twitched one side of his lip.

-I didn’t ask if it was yours. She just said she was away.

Bard’s shoulders trembled slightly. Duke left the button in the air.

─It might not be yours.

Rustling – The sound of a button falling on the lawn is particularly loud.

In reality, the echoes and echoes were so great that they caught the audience’s ears.

And just like that, Duke leaves the stage.

Bard hesitated and picked up the button that had fallen on the lawn. I muttered as I looked at it, which was wet and shiny from the rain.

─No way. me… … .

Is it true that Bard himself is the criminal, or is the Duke trying to frame Bard as the criminal?

Act 1 ends with a sequence of ambiguous nuance.

A blackout curtain wrapped around the entire stage.

“Whoa… … .”

After the first act, Elise took a deep breath at the back of the stage. Zion was standing not far away. He was quickly surrounded by staff.

It was worth it. Although it only appeared for about 10 minutes, it stole the scene from start to finish.

─Please keep feeling emotional! I won’t disturb you!

With those words, the staff left, and Shion was alone. Elise didn’t bother to talk to him.

But Shion yawned and muttered.

“Oh, I don’t want to do that.”

It was a statement full of sincerity.

“… … “What is he?”

What is it that you don’t want to do when everything has already been done?

Anyway, there is no need to doubt Zion anymore. He just needs to keep acting for [Sermones la Erteni].

And, to be honest, Elise wasn’t that nervous anymore.

My body was almost completely relaxed, but even though I was acting, I pretended not to be and glanced at the VIP table.

One seat was empty from start to finish.

It was a gift from Elise to her father.

I glanced to see if he was in the audience, but he was nowhere to be found.

It didn’t come.

So, you don’t have to be anxious and resolve to do well. Just do it leisurely. Leisurely… … .

Elise quietly took a deep breath.

* * *

Intermission.

Intermission between Act 1 and Act 2.

In other words, it became an interlude.

The audience, soaked in the lingering atmosphere, sat in their seats for a while and talked to each other. Not only the dramatic fun and spectacular production of the silver screen, but also about who the culprit is.

Jade’s mouth was itching as well, but she soon got up with a heavy body.

45 minutes have already passed. There should not have been any further delay here.

“Uh, are you going? Lord Jade?”

“I heard you were busy. “It’s a shame.”

“I hope we can meet again next time.”

Instead of coming out, the celebrities in the VIP section just stood up, said hello, and then immediately sat down again. At first, they were pretending to be people who only knew themselves.

Of course, this can be taken into account to some extent. It’s hard for even myself to take a step right now.

“Have fun watching.”

Jade left the theater alone and lonely. A sedan was already waiting outside. The driver opened the back door and spoke softly.

“The theater team staff gave me a tip. They say there is a camera recording the play, so they say they will send you the video later.”

“… … “Tell them to do whatever they want.”

It’s a good thing I heard it.

After all, with Libra’s Jade invited, this level of service is natural.

Jade got into the sedan. It felt like she had seen an interesting artistic play for the first time in a long time. It feels like I got cut off after pooping.

“Casio. “Did you see the play too?”

asked the driver.

“yes. “I stood back and watched.”

“… … “Who do you think is the culprit?”

Jade finally said the things she had been itching to do.

“I just thought Bard was the culprit.”

“under. Hasana, I think so. Pretending to close Jolan’s eyes, he leans down on her lawn and picks up the only ‘evidence’. The intention was to hand it over to Bard and frame him. “The culprit is Duke.”

Jade spoke as if she had seen through it all. The driver was also impressed with all his might.

“also… … “You are amazing.”

“That’s amazing. “It’s just boring.”

I muttered that for no reason and buried myself in the chair.

His sedan moved away from the crowded festival and onto a quiet road.

* * *

Solliet in the audience was excitedly waiting for the second act. While surfing the community with a smartphone.

[I came to the Endex Festival, but is the quality of the play real?]

I also wrote a few articles. I wasn’t good at pulling out aggro, though.

“That’s fun.”

Suddenly, a man in the seat next to me muttered. Solliet glanced in that direction.

A man with a bandage around his neck and a cap on his head.

He smiled brightly.

“Isn’t that right?”

“Oh, yes.”

Solliet answered indifferently. Since he is a famous prospect himself, it is common for people meeting him for the first time to pretend to know something like this.

“It will be more fun.”

He took out a doll from his pocket.

“… … “What is that?”

“It’s a doll. Thanks to this, sword fighting will feel real.”

“yes?”

He muttered while shaking the doll.

“This doll is connected to the prince. “You can look forward to it.”

He seemed a little out of his mind.

“… … Oh yes. Is that so.”

Solliet slowly tilted her body to the other side.

Just then the curtain opened.

It was the beginning of Act 2.

[Act 2]

When the blackout curtain goes up, the first thing you see is Bard.

─… … .

Bard sits quietly in his room, staring into the mirror. A note was held in her hand.

The one with the name [Isabel] written on it. She looks at it for a while as if she knows something, then folds the note.

Immediately after, the blackout curtain falls, then rises again, and the scene changes.

This time it is the Duke’s room. He is lying in bed, as if reminiscing about some past. He looks relaxed and stares blankly at the ceiling.

After being so dazed, he gets up and laughs.

─… … Isabelle.

The name ‘Isabel’ is muttered quietly.

Whoever Isabelle is, it is clear that she is the most crucial key in this play.

Whiiiiing… …

The scene changes for the third time with the blowing wind.

The king’s residence. Her queen frowns as she looks at the note held in her own hand. Likewise, her name is written as [Isabel].

─What will you do?

The queen asked the king. The king already looked mentally devastated.

─What should I do… … I, I don’t know. Is she even alive?

─That can’t be possible. Isabelle died more than 10 years ago.

─Ah… … .

The king’s face distorted. He groaned and muttered as if he were crying.

─It shouldn’t have been that way. I shouldn’t have kicked her out… …

─Stop being soft-spoken!

Sigh-! The Queen slapped the King on the cheek.

However, the king, who is already old and sick, does not stop crying, and the queen cruelly pushes him into bed and leaves the residence.

─There is a person here who is possessed by Isabelle’s ghost. He must be found and killed… … .

The scene changes again to show the queen with a face distorted like a rakshasa.

─Damn it. That bastard!

This time it was the prince’s bedroom. The prince grabbed the spout of the bottle and took a gulp.

─Incompetent guys. The killer is on the loose and we can’t catch him… … no. Are you not catching it?

For a moment, the prince frowned as if something occurred to him.

─Duke… … Could it be that he… … okay. Duke, where has he been and why did he come out now? … Damn it!

The prince placed the record on the record while swearing.

Ratinelle’s song resonates softly. It was like a lullaby, and the prince sat down in his chair, calming his heavy breathing.

─Damn you Duke… … .

Just like that, let’s fall asleep as if we were talking in our sleep.

… … I’m sorry.

The bedroom window was opened. Beyond it, a murderer with a mask covering his entire face appeared. He approached the prince and raised the dagger he held upside down.

however.

─… … I knew it would come

The prince smiled bitterly and opened his eyes. At the same time, the closet opened and the knights jumped out. Dressed in full plate mail, they rushed straight at the killer.

visor-! visor-!

The killer had a knife fight with them. Sparks flew out violently.

─Kill me.

A duel that radiates real magical power and makes the eyes of those who see it spectacular.

Tsk-! Whoa! Wow!

The prince’s knights left after agreeing to the agreement they had promised.

Cheaeng───!

The prince was actually strange.

James.

As a senior at Endex, he swung the Jingeom with all his might.

“Big!”

Bard, Elise was quite embarrassed.

visor-! visor-! visor-!

The swords were intertwined three times. Elise was pushed aside in an instant. The prince’s weapon was a heavy broadsword, and Elise’s weapon was a dagger.

Not only that, the opponent’s strength was as strong as if it had been turned on. Swordsmanship was too violent because there was no filtering.

To catch any animal.

Chaaeaeang——!

The dagger and broadsword clashed. The dagger flew out. Elise’s grip also burst slightly.

She quickly raised her head and saw the prince.

His eyes were blank. It was empty.

As if I was being manipulated by someone.

─I’m dying.

The man who even struck his lines in a strange way was about to strike his head with a broadsword.

“Sigh!”

Someone flew onto the stage. He held out his sword, embracing himself. Blocked the prince’s blow.

───!

A refreshing spark flew out. Immediately, he swung his sword again and pushed the prince away.

“… … .”

I blinked my eyes blankly for a moment. She appeared suddenly and looked at him.

Duke.

Elise was held in those arms, no, she was only slightly draped, but whatever. I sniffed without realizing it.

The smell that comes from him, the warmth that comes from him, the feel of contact… … . It was similar to what I felt there one day.

On the 4th floor of Hollenz, in that nightmarish hotel.