"I don't dislike detective novels.though I had never imagined I would be a suspect in one. Paying no mind to Maio's chastising tone, Touko continued without breaking her smile. "That makes those of us left here the suspects, doesn't it?" With a cold voice, she spoke as she swept her gaze across the room. Holding back her scarlet hair with a hand, her face had changed completely. This is quite the issue," another voice called out. In reality, despite the situation we were currently in, something in the back of my head started to heat up at the thought. If that veil truly hid a face comparable to that of the Princess of Gold's, this place would be like a scene not even visible in heaven. However, it seemed she was transfixed at the sight of the severed head, and the slowly growing pool of blood on the white sheets beneath it. Behind that thin veil was a face reminiscent of the Princess of Gold's, but her expression was invisible. Similar to our first meeting with the Princess of Silver, her face was covered by a veil. In this room drenched in blood, the cruelest thing might have been showing it to these two. Their shaking voices made one think we were watching the performance of a tragedy. As if the world itself had died, a mournful cry filled the room. The sound of wood striking the stone floor filled the room. The strongest force within the Neutralist faction would be the Meluastea faction, but internal conflicts within the faction were plentiful.
Rather than vying for power, they instead focused their efforts on their research, and just like that a sizeable number of families had gathered under them. Unlike the Aristocratic and Democratic factions, the Neutralist faction had no collective position when it came to the political disputes of the Clock Tower. The one thing they all had in common was belonging to the Neutralist faction. Apparently they had intended to invite the Princesses to breakfast before returning home from the Assembly, so they had been lounging around tower. Later, I found out these were the first three to arrive because they had the shortest distance to walk to get here. I am the one who made the dresses for the Princesses of Gold and Silver." It seemed from his comments that he was more worried about the dress than the person who had been wearing it. While it was a style popular among female black singers, his was even more complex, making it look less like hair and more like some sort of plant. I believed it was called a "blaze," his tremendous amount of hair tied into three wide braids. The one now lamenting on the floor was a man with outrageous hair. "Unbelievable.to think someone would do something so horrible to the clothes that I made." The third person to enter the room did so with a dry laugh before sinking down to the floor. Of course, even my brother could lift someone like Flat into the air one-handed once Reinforcement was taken into account, but it went without saying that such reinforcement would be many times more effective if the base level was higher. With his hair cut short and his muscular frame, he looked like some sort of athlete. The Faculty of Curses was part of the Neutralist faction with the Meluastea family. "Well, this has certainly taken a turn for the annoying," a dark skinned man said, scratching his head. However, as if thinking now wasn't the time for such things, he seemed to harden up. His expression had given away that he was weak to this kinds of scenes, and at first it appeared as if he might faint. If I hadn't thought to send Gray away to contact the others, I might have stared stunned at her remains for an entire day.Īt any rate, within thirty minutes, the entire group of those who had stayed behind after the Social Assembly had gathered.įirst, Maio came in gasping for air, staring at the scene with wide eyes. Whether dead or alive, her expression was still as always. While it had its own beauty to it, it rather inspired dread.
The situation being what it was, it was no time at all before people began gathering in her room to see for themselves what had happened. In order to preserve the scene, I stayed in the room and sent Gray off to spread the news. The news of the Princess of Gold's death spread through the twin towers like wildfire.
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