Chapter 62

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Hillise looked down at the young man with his head down in front of her eyes. Soon after, she took off her gaze off him and put the Holy Grail in her hand back in the locker.

"If that's the case, you don't have to send a representative and skip the report."

Then she called an employee from nearby and handed over what she had in her hand.

"Take it to the butler."

Then Norton, who was in front of him, bowed his head deeply and spoke to Hillise.

"But there may be some urgent things I have to tell you while I'm away. It's just in case a situation like this happens."

Norton's remarks were not out of place. Hillise glanced at his face, told him to do so, and then moved on first. It was to hear a report about the regular meeting.

" Miss Hillise, with all due respectㆍㆍㆍ, did you just use your divine power?

Then, when Norton carefully asked, Hillise feet stopped. Norton was right because she used her abilities when he came to Innoaden a while ago.

"I asked because the scent was stronger than other days, just like the last time you were with your relatives."

Norton saw affirmation from Hillise's face.

" I'm sorry, but can I open the door and post a report today like this? It would be a little too much for us to face the traces of the divine power left by Miss Hillise in a closed space like this."

He sounded terribly regrettable, asking Hillise for understanding. At this point, Hillise could not help but wonder. Axion, whom she had met the other day, told her about the scent and revealed her perplexity at first sight.

(Does she smell so strong when she uses her power? Furthermore, it's hard to withstand the lingering scent. Should avoid closed places?)

After recognizing it, it certainly seemed to have a stronger scent than Diego, the former head of Inoaden.

(Come to think of it, I didn't know until now because he had no change in his expression, but Norton's face had a faint feeling of embarrassment like Axion at that time.)

So did Norton's son, Enrique, who was next to him. Looking closely, his eyes were stiff and even slightly reddish.

It didn't seem to be just a matter of disliking the scent of flowers from her. But not long ago, Hillise couldn't tell how the "traces of divine power" felt to them.

"It doesn't really matter, so let's do it."

Hillise accepted it, feeling unsure whether she should feel uncomfortable or unpleasant. Like a while ago, Hillise turned around first and moved. Then Norton and Enrique quietly followed her.

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"Lady, what should we do with this?"

At May's question, Hillise changed her clothes and turned her head. Then she was silent when she saw what came into view. What May was holding was Axion's tie. The things She left in the laundry room on that day soon returned to my room.

But Hillise had left it on the table without touching it. May, who glanced at it every day, eventually felt the limit of patience and asked Hillise today.

" This is for men. Of course, I don't know which wonderful gentleman he is."

May's voice, which is so rhyming, somehow had a higher tone than usual.

"We washed it clean as the Lady ordered, but wouldn't it be better to buy a new one to return it?"

May seemed to be imagining something blooming by herself. But whatever was in her head right now, it wasn't real. Hillise pressed her button and said.

"It's not that kind of relationship."

"Well, noㆍㆍㆍIt doesn't matter if it's not a relationship because it's only right to return borrowed stuffㆍㆍㆍ."

May kept mumbling behind her, but Hillise heard it. In fact, she thought it was weird enough to return Axion's belongings to him. The last time we met, she didn't say anything about it.

Of course, she borrowed it, so she had to return it, but somehow she thought that if she told him that, she would normally just throw it away. Nevertheless, it was even more strange to prepare a return gift, as May said.

"Put it in the box for now."

Eventually, Hillise, who couldn't conclude right now, only said that. There was a bit more time before dinner.

Hillise took out the paper, sat down, and began to clean up the private archives of Innoaden in the Forest of the Four Seasons. In it, she identified and marked where the flow of force stood out. Thinking this way, she didn't know if she could find even a small clue.

She did always have the right for Axion time, and she couldn't help it because she couldn't go into the Forest of the Four Seasons all day to investigate it.

The next time she looked at it, she thought she could find out the location of all the traces of the tomb. The question was what to do from now on. Hillise pulled out the books and placed it in the place of the deceased.

Then she tried to pour some strength. But it was futile. She tried to do it because she thought that she should change the book's location, like Diego's hiding place in his bedroom, but it was useless.

Afterwards, she wondered if there were any hints in the books, so she focused on reading the contents. But she couldn't tell either.

ㆍㆍㆍMaybe Diego knows how to find a secret place here.

Usually, this information was passed on to the heads of all time. But even so, Diego won't tell Hillise anything. Of course, Hillise didn't want to ask Diego to do that either.

'Would the structure be similar to that of another family's document storage room?'

If so, she may be able to get information from Axion or Reené. Hillise tapped the table with a pen in her hand and agonized a little. Then she turned to the window at the sound from outside. It seemed that Ricardo had returned.
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