Hylone’s answer was simple.
“Taking a walk to see the flowers.”
‘Did he go somewhere to read a parenting book?’ Chesha wondered.
His actions seemed mechanical, like a robot following programmed commands.
Like a walk after a meal.
‘A walk… It’s nice, but…’
Fresh grass, trees, and flowers usually gladdened Chesha’s heart.
But not Hylone’s.
He rarely showed interest in anything or displayed emotions.
Chesha was suspicious, knowing Hylone didn’t particularly care for flowers.
Growing more anxious, Chesha resisted.
“Chesha doesn’t wike dat.”
“I saw you buying flowers at the stall earlier.”
“…….”
Chesha shut her mouth.
Perhaps because he was an Inquisitor [an investigator of heresy], he interrogated as naturally as breathing.
Hylone slightly frowned at Chesha, who had her mouth tightly shut.
Realizing his mistake, he spoke slowly.
“There’s no need to be afraid of me. Didn’t I say I’m your escort knight?”
‘That’s a temporary position…’
He would return to being an Inquisitor after his time as an escort knight was over.
She didn’t know why he kept bringing up being an escort knight to coax a child.
‘As if he’ll protect me forever,’ Chesha scoffed inwardly.
But even though she knew it wasn’t true, the moment she heard his low voice, the guard she had built up in her heart softened a little.
Hylone took Chesha to the inner part of the temple.
It was a courtyard between buildings where outsiders couldn’t enter.
As it was located in the capital of the empire, the temple was very wealthy.
So, the courtyard was also nicely decorated.
The temple’s garden focused on creating a sacred atmosphere, so it felt different from the splendid imperial garden.
Looking around the garden, Chesha had an epiphany.
‘So that’s why Kieren trespassed on other people’s gardens.’
She felt like she wanted to trespass on a garden sometimes too.
Chesha took a deep breath of the pleasant floral scent.
Hylone took the puppy from Chesha’s arms and put it on the ground.
It was his own kindness and consideration to let it run around, but it only irritated Hata, who was a fake puppy.
Hata growled and pretended to bark.
However, Hylone had already turned his gaze elsewhere.
Hata, who failed to threaten effectively, became dejected.
But soon, he followed along with a menacingly alert look in his eyes.
He seemed to think he looked scary like that.
Chesha was smiling as she looked at the cute Hata when the wind blew.
The sound of leaves rustling filled the quiet garden.
“…….”
Hylone swept back his long hair, which was fluttering in the wind, with his hand.
The hair was intertwined between his fingers like silver threads.
He possessed a holy beauty, like a lily.
However, the man who best suited the pure scenery of the temple had a face that was indifferent to everything around him.
It was always like that.
Hylone was always indifferent to everything.
Perhaps she wanted to stir that calm and serene blue lake….
That might be why she tormented Hylone so much.
She thought of the flower she had engraved on his body.
Perhaps that was the moment when Hylone showed the most intense reaction in his life.
‘I forcibly held him down and engraved it on him.’
She held his wriggling body with thorny bushes and slowly drew a flower pattern on his flesh.
So that he could fully feel the pain of the mark being engraved.
She felt a little sorry belatedly.
Still, thanks to the humiliation of having the witch’s mark engraved on him that day, Hylone didn’t die.
He survived in the end, using anger as nourishment.
‘Isn’t that a good thing?’
As she was convincing herself, Hylone, feeling her gaze, slowly looked at Chesha.
His clear blue eyes, filled with light, were filled with Chesha’s reflection.
Suddenly, Hylone muttered in a low voice.
“You look so much alike….”
His gaze traced Chesha’s face.
A self-deprecating murmur escaped his lips.
“It’s ridiculous to say otherwise.”
Chesha silently reached out and took a white petal off his hair.
At that moment, the sound of footsteps walking through the cloister of the courtyard was heard.
“Sir Hylone!”
It was a thin man wearing a monocle.
He was Daren, Hylone’s aide, whom Chesha had also seen for a long time.
Chesha carefully looked at his monocle.
A scar was faintly visible under the glasses.
‘He still hasn’t erased it.’
He should be able to heal such a small scar with divine power.
Especially for someone in Daren’s position.
Nevertheless, that man stubbornly wore the scar.
As a holy knight, he couldn’t show the flaws of his body, so he only wore a monocle to cover the scar.
Daren, who walked up to Hylone, immediately reported.
“The young master of Basilian seems to know nothing.”
Chesha was surprised and looked up at the mention of Belzeon.
She wondered if he had been interrogated in the meantime.
Daren quickly waved his hand and explained to Chesha.
“It’s nothing else; I just asked if he knew about the baby’s parents.”
Chesha’s head ached for a moment at the subtle title of ‘baby’.
Daren added with a gentle smile.
“I want to help.”
“Help wif what……?”
“We are guessing that the baby’s mother is being chased by someone.”
Perhaps she didn’t have the capacity to take care of the baby, so she hid her in an orphanage, Daren said with a shrug.
“We know a little about the baby’s mother, and she would never abandon her daughter and run away. She really takes care of her people terribly. Just look at how she takes care of that beastman….”
He spoke with such conviction that it was a little embarrassing.
She didn’t know why Hylone and Daren trusted her so much.
“She will definitely come to find the baby.”
Daren gently smiled, raising his monocle.
“The goal is to help the baby’s mother so that she can.”
Chesha swallowed a dry laugh.
It was a problem when people were too smart.
The excellent skills he had used to find heretics while investigating various incidents shone again this time.
He quickly deduced the situation with only a few small clues.
‘The problem is that the situation doesn’t exist in the first place….’
Where did it all go wrong?
It seemed that both of them were already firmly convinced, so it wouldn’t be easy to clear up the misunderstanding.
‘I don’t know either.’
Anyway, she couldn’t return to being a witch for the time being.
Hata’s medicine wasn’t finished yet, and Kieren might be suspicious if baby Chesha disappeared quickly.
She thought that if she just left it alone, came back as Richessia later, hit them a few times with flowers and thorny bushes, and tied them up with the Chains of Atonement [a magical binding artifact], the misunderstanding would be resolved on its own.
“By the way, it would be nice to find her father too.”
Daren said, carefully examining Chesha’s face with interest.
“I’m dying to know. What kind of man is it that made the witch….”
Daren, who was chattering thoughtlessly, suddenly stopped talking.
He quickly shut his mouth and gave an awkward smile, looking at Hylone.
Then he slowly backed away.
“Ah, well…. I remembered that I had an unfinished story with Young Master Belzeon. I’ll go finish it.”
Daren disappeared very quickly.
What did he see that made him run away with his tail between his legs?
Chesha, watching his quickly retreating back, glanced at Hylone.
And without realizing it, she swallowed hard.
At first glance, he was expressionless as usual.
But….
“I’m looking in various ways, so you should also tell me if you remember anything about your father.”
His blue eyes were already those of an executioner.
A chilling voice flowed from between his thin lips.
“Anything is fine.”
Chesha reflexively nodded her head diligently.
Chesha’s non-existent father had better stay well hidden in the future.
Still, thanks to Hylone, she had entered the temple.
Chesha expected that she would be able to live quietly for the time being.
But Kieren was by no means an easy opponent.
A few days later, late at night.
The Count of Basilian visited the temple.