Chapter 54

Chapter 54

Chapter 54. Milsy Plata.

The current Jaod Merchant Union head's niece, and the genius designing various kinds of boats including the Grin Ship.

Even without the Jaod Merchant Union if only obtaining that woman no problem in obtaining the Grin Ship.

“Investigated about that woman called Milsy Plata Madam said. Extremely rare information known in the world. Doesn't meet strangers well, and always only in the room.”

“How did it become like that?”

“Said directly witnessed the parents being murdered.”

Just imagining was painful.

“5 years ago seems a mysterious person invaded the house.”

“Was that culprit caught?”

“Caught a week later and immediately executed it came out. The culprit was identified as a street vagrant, and an impulsive crime aiming for valuables. After that almost no external activities they say.”

“Then what about the Jaod Merchant Union? Milsy had to inherit the work.”

“Seems the uncle inherited instead.”

“Uncle?”

“Yes. The previous merchant union head's younger brother who is Milsy's father, seems particularly close with Milsy. Most of Milsy's external activities also the uncle manages.”

“Hmm... Butcher, when you see isn't this incident strange?”

Butcher who is skilled in secretly entering the house, or killing people so could quickly notice the strange points of this incident.

He thought carefully and answered.

“No! If I were the culprit wouldn't have robbed such a house.”

“Then?”

“Not a house with a fence low enough to impulsively go over, and how many houses richer than the Jaod Merchant Union in this vicinity? Rather would aim for another house. And the strangest is that.”

Butcher tilted his head.

“Why left the daughter who saw his own appearance alive? If killing the daughter could earn a few more hours of time to escape. Really don't know at all why the culprit did that.”

Every word correct.

As expected an expert in this side.

“Your words are right. Because that culprit is fake.”

“Not this person killed?”

“No, that person killed is correct. There's a separate person who instigated.”

“Surely...”

Butcher blurred the end of the words.

“Isn't there a person immediately coming to mind?”

“The uncle Trem killed?”

“The one who killed is the street vagrant correct, so precisely Trem instigated. The younger brother aiming for the older brother's property.”

I made a gesture of cutting the neck with the hand blade.

Butcher made a face of realizing.

“So left the daughter alive. Since the daughter directly witnessed the culprit, no one would think of suspecting the uncle.”

“Right.”

“If informing this fact will abandon the uncle right away and run to our side. Ugh.”

“Right, as long as knowing.”

But there was no means to contact Milsy.

She herself not particularly enjoying outside activities, and the uncle lives together in the mansion.

Then send by letter ‘Seems your uncle killed your parents’?

If the uncle even checks the letter this plan ends as is.

Somehow have to find a method to naturally contact her.

“Rather if really confining it would be convenient.”

Then could forcibly take out saying the uncle is abusing, but unfortunately Milsy being holed up in the room was entirely her own will.

“Shall I bribe the mansion's maid? Or how about me secretly entering and delivering the letter?”

“Wouldn't it look a bit suspicious?”

Still better trust if I with clear status tell than a man suddenly secretly coming.

I saw the list of parties Milsy attended in the past 5 years.

Not many, but perhaps the answer might be here.

Pondering for a long time, someone knocked the door.

“Woke early?”

It was Jacques.

Whether came after morning training sweat formed on the forehead.

Seeing the clock at Jacques's words it was now 9 AM.

“Not that early time?”

“9 is early. Rode the carriage all the way until yesterday and not tired? Sleep more and move leisurely. Sleep until the sun rises in the middle of the sky.”

If listening well the content seemed worrying about me, but the tone was so rough so seemed picking a fight too.

“You did morning training too.”

“I have good stamina so okay.”

He said bluntly and entered inside the room with big steps.

“Is there something I can help?”

“Um, okay.”

“Really?”

“Really none.”

At my words he frowned the brow.

“Think well. There will be.”

Seemed not particularly liking me, but suddenly don't know why trying to help this much.

Something like pride treating a guest?

I pondered for a moment and held out the list of parties Milsy attended.

“Then will you find the common points of these parties?”

This level no other important information, and wouldn't it be like a fun riddle?

Anyway Jacques was born and raised in the south all along so might see the part I didn't see.

“Parties are all the same. What common point... Eh?”

“Know something?”

He frowned the brow and looked into the party list for a long time then stared at my face.

“Don't know well. The parties in the list you gave all attended, but nothing particular that can be called common point.”

“All attended?”

Wait, something seems to catch.

“All charity parties? But the party Lady Elsie held last year wasn't a charity party. At that time what was it... Ah, don't remember.”

“By chance...”

I urgently saw the list of people who attended the parties.

Among the densely entered list the overlapping was only Jacques.‘Milsy was also Jacques's fan...’ This was an unexpected setting.

But understanding went.

If Jacques the only son of the ducal house moreover, his own ability also excellent, and above all handsome.‘Indeed an appearance befitting the sub male lead.’ Really many girls following wanting to become lovers, but also countless girls watching from afar like seeing an idol.

I sparkled my eyes and looked at Jacques.

At my gaze Jacques hardened his face, and turned his head.

Ordinarily wouldn't approach a guy disliking me, but right now Jacques looked like a fresh bait.

“Jacques!”

I gathered both hands, and looked up at him he fixed his eyes on the wall avoiding my gaze and said.

“What.”

“Remember you said will help my work?”

“But...?”

“Trying to go to a party will you also go together?”

“Why would I go to a bothersome party!”

“Dislike...?”

Right, in the original also Jacques didn't particularly like parties.

Just imagining going to a party wearing formal clothes breath is stuffy, and said don't know why doing such a thing.

In the original also when a party is held often ran away and drank alone.

Still now 10 years before the original so thought would be a bit favorable to parties too.

At Jacques's refusal the shoulders drooped.

How to seduce this kid to go to the party.

I don't even have a means to threaten Jacques like the Summerhild Duke couple.

As expected have to ask the Summerhild Duke or Duchess?

Jacques has to attend for Milsy to come out of the room and come to the party.

Then I seduce Milsy, and have to seduce Milsy to obtain the Grin Ship too...

“No, that, not saying dislike!”

Jacques waved his hand and shouted.

“Meant tell the schedule in advance because if overlapping with practice time it won't do!”* * *The party attending together with Jacques was decided as a charity party some Count holds.

A party with a low hurdle enough for Milsy to attend, and a party that can talk comfortably.

“...

Why did I say will help.”

Throughout going to the party, Jacques's wrinkled brow didn't think of unfolding.

In the midst of that whether couldn't endure the stuffiness the necktie was nowhere, and the top button was in a state of undoing two.

Arriving at the party and entering together with Jacques, the gazes pouring on us were enormous.

“Look there. It's Jacques-nim.”

“Really attended the party? Said not coming.”

“This time specially attended because of the Duchess Valfruga.”

Seeing people flocking in an instant seemed to know why Jacques dislikes coming to parties.

I threw Jacques in the gap of people, and looked for Milsy.

The face looking with a longing gaze far away was the same as described in the investigation material so could easily recognize.

I exited the gap of women rushing at Jacques, and talked to Milsy.

“Hello. Miss Plata.”

At my sudden greeting the flustered she said small.

“Ah, hello, Duchess Valfruga.”

Milsy exchanged a few words was not a dark personality as thought.

Rather closer to the side of no interest in outside life concentrating on the work of drawing blueprints.

“When concentrating on work time passes quickly. When busy often skip meals too.”

“Really like the work of making boats.”

“Yes! Father directly taught. The boat making these days focuses on speed so twice as fast as other boats...”

When the story about boats came out, Milsy poured words like a rapid-fire.

Don't know well about stories about boats, but as expected liking boats to this extent could make the Grin Ship too.

“Don't do this here, shall we talk while getting some wind?”

I linked arms with her arm, and naturally went out to the garden.

Entering deep into the garden, Blackie said.[Master, no one around.]

Good, this level would do.

One fact learned while investigating about Milsy.

She still investigated about the culprit who killed the parents.

Secretly without even informing her uncle.

The reason investigating a matter already the culprit caught and ended is only one.

She also felt the incident is something strange.

I smiled looking at Milsy's eyes in the darkness.

“Miss Plata, don't you want to find the real culprit who killed the parents?”