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    After receiving the paper and notebook from Earningstern and coming out of the classroom, I made eye contact with Jin, who had been standing by the window for some time.

    And in Jin’s arms, there were a whole bunch of school uniforms – about 15 at most.

    “When did you come? Also, you just need to bring one school uniform. Why did you bring so many? I brought everything I could.”

    “I came here a little while ago. And for the school uniform, I didn’t know what size clothes would fit the princess’s body, so I had to bring clothes of similar sizes… .”

    Jin smiled awkwardly and shrugged his shoulders, and I looked at Jin for a moment and sighed.

    “Okay, well, it’s better than going back and forth multiple times. Leave it in that empty classroom over there. I’ll change my clothes first.”

    “Yes, I understand.”

    I pointed to an empty classroom at the end of the hallway, and Jin nodded, picked up his school uniform, and headed to the classroom.

    As I was looking at Jin’s back, I turned my head and looked out the window. The sun was already setting and the dusk sky was filled with a ray of light that illuminated the darkness.

    Take a moment to look out the window. I was about to walk after Jin, but I stopped again when I felt the notebook getting in the way in my arms.

    “… … .”

    When I took out the notebook from my pocket, I wondered how long and how much I had written. I blinked my eyes as I looked down at my heavily worn notebook.

    I’m sure it only contained information related to the investigation that would be of no help to me, but strangely enough, I was concerned about the notebook. This was different from simple curiosity.

    … I can’t explain it well, but I just felt a strange attraction.

    “Princess?”

    “Uh. I’ll go now.”

    I raised my head when I heard Jin’s voice in front of me, and approached him.

    Before entering the classroom, I took out the box I received from Earningstern and handed it to Jin.

    “Now, this.”

    “This… .”

    Jin, who received the box, frowned and glared at the box, as if he sensed the energy of the fetish in the box.

    “I will follow you after changing my clothes, so take those and go first. Don’t wait for me.”

    “… Okay.”

    Jin nodded, took the box, turned around and started walking. After confirming that Jin was leaving, I went inside the classroom and locked the front and back doors.

    After confirming that the door was locked, I sat down and opened my notebook.

    [An incident occurred. April 9th. 12:40. The victim is a new student at the academy, the bastard son of a baron, and has a strong back of the head――]

    The first page of the notebook contained the details of an incident that occurred during the Spring Festival.

    [The culprit is Taylor Durin, Viscount Durin’s grandson. According to the investigation, Taylor Durin appears to have been brainwashed. The culprit who carried out the brainwashing appears to be the bastard of the murdered Galvarn.]

    Brainwashing curse, murder. Everyone frowned at the heavy charges.

    I heard stories that something happened that day, but if it was something like this, there’s no way I wouldn’t have known about it. Why is my memory blurry?

    I sighed, narrowed my eyes, and read the next line.

    [Baron Galbarun is a family that has nothing to do with the curse. How did they apply the brainwashing curse? Is it a fetish?]

    [As I was organizing it, the order was a little strange. The story of a person being brainwashed and the brainwashing being released by killing the person who was brainwashed is incoherent. A third party intervened and de-brainwashed Taylor Durin? There is a possibility. Let’s remember this.]

    [The daughter of the Argyll family has not yet been freed from brainwashing. It appears that he was not brainwashed by Galvarn’s bastard. Is this a third party’s intervention?]

    third person. Who could it be? There is someone bold enough to do something inside the academy?

    [Taylor Durin is dead. The brainwashing of Argyll’s female students has been lifted. Through this, we found out that the bastard from Galvarn brainwashed Taylor Durang, and that Taylor Durand brainwashed the girl from Argyll.]

    [But I haven’t found out who the third party is yet. That third party will be watching to see how this is going. Now is not the time to chase, it is the time to let go.]

    [It was suggested that the Crown Prince should be silenced and that all sins should be passed on to the Baron.]

    The first page of the notebook only ended there. Frowning at the strangely frustrating feeling in my stomach, I sighed and turned to the next page.

    [The Crown Prince said there was someone he was suspicious of. Who could it be? Is this a marquis related to the curse?]

    [The Crown Prince headed to the main building. The Crown Prince, who said he felt a sense of popularity here, opened the door to the classroom――]

    As I was reading the text, I couldn’t keep my mouth shut when I saw what was written in the notebook.

    “What is this… ?”

    [Princess Charlotte and Princess Hermel were there.]

    Because the name I know and my name were written on it.

    * * *

    Jin, who left the academy first according to Hermel’s orders, was the first to return to where Seria was.

    The soldiers who were the first to notice his return immediately saluted, and Seria, who opened her eyes at the sound, blushed brightly when she saw Jin carrying a box.

    “Ah, Mr. Jin, did you find the casting?”

    “Yes. As the Crown Prince said, the investigator was at the academy, so we were able to find him quickly.”

    “Ha… . I’m so glad.”

    Jin nodded slowly as he saw Seria smiling.

    The ones who arrived after Jin, surprisingly, were not Hermel but Professor Sargela and Draco.

    “Are you here?”

    Sargela blinked at the sight of Jin nodding lightly and looked around.

    “Hermel hasn’t arrived yet?”

    “The princess said she would come after changing her clothes… . You haven’t arrived yet.”

    Sargela frowned at those words.

    “What happened to Hermel… .”

    Sargela, who trailed off as he spoke, shook his head at the sight of Hermel’s actions in his mind.

    “Probably not. Looks like it took a while to find clothes.”

    “Still, I brought the casting.”

    Jin took out the box he had brought with him and showed it to him. Sargela took the box, opened it, nodded and handed it to Professor Draco.

    “Please confirm.”

    “… You are asking the old man to do a really hard job. But, you can’t back out of a situation like this. Please wait a moment. I have to concentrate.”

    Professor Draco frowned and took out the paper in the box. As soon as he saw the black-purple paper, his face contorted and he laughed.

    “Heeheehee… . Wow, that’s terrible. It’s hard to even guess how much curse is contained and its end.”

    After saying that, Professor Draco stared at the paper for a while, then sighed and lowered his head.

    “Could it be that you can’t specify the location?”

    The professor shook his head at Sargela’s words.

    “No, if there are this many curses, it becomes easier to find them… . But this… . Umm… .”

    Professor Draco frowned in pain, unable to continue speaking, and Ceria, seeing that, opened her mouth.

    “Well, maybe… . What’s wrong with you?”

    At those words, Professor Draco chuckled and shook his head.

    “Ihihi, no… . Even though I have an old body, I don’t have to worry about blood clots like you.”

    “Then why is it like that?”

    “Look carefully, little prince. Can’t you tell even if you see it for yourself?”

    Professor Draco said so and thrust the paper in front of the Prince.

    The Crown Prince, who had been staring at the paper for a moment before trembling at the sudden action, widened his eyes in shock.

    “Even if it touches the light of day, the curse is still intact… ?”

    “Ihihi… . okay… . This dawn is no ordinary thing. Once this incident is over, it is so great that it is certain that she will be revered as a saint. Because it’s easy to push away the distorted things out there.”

    Draco chuckled and continued speaking while looking down at the paper.

    “This is literally, I don’t know if I can make it even if I capture all the bad feelings from a person from birth to death. It’s such an incredible fetish.”

    “Are you saying that Charlotte is that strong? .”

    “Uhihihi… . I guess so. However, no matter how strong a casting of this size is, it is not something that can be easily created. It wasn’t just a curse, he must have engraved the phrase himself. In my opinion, this fetish… . okay. It is not something made to just be used and thrown away.”

    As Draco said that, the smile on his face disappeared.

    “I think that Charlotte La Rochelle made this casting on purpose. ”

    At those words, Jean looked at Professor Draco and asked.

    “Are you saying it’s a trap?”

    “You may see it that way, but I see it a little differently… .”

    “What I mean by looking different is… ?”

    Professor Draco sighed deeply and said.

    “In my opinion, this casting… … . Okay, invitation. I will be here, so it seems like an invitation to come visit me in person.”

    “I guess it’s not a simple trap.”

    “Okay. If you follow the direction indicated by this fetish, you will definitely meet Charlotte.”

    That’s when Professor Draco finished speaking. A figure came down with a light crackling sound.

    “So, where can I meet Charlotte?”

    “Hermel?”

    “I was late because I had to change my clothes. Anyway, I heard that you can meet Charlotte if you go where the casting indicates, so tell me.”

    Where can I meet Charlotte?

    Hermel said that and looked directly at Professor Draco. Professor Draco looked at Hermel for a moment and then sighed and said.

    “There is no such thing as courtesy even if you wash your eyes and look for it. Phew… . Okay, I’ll tell you.”

    Charlotte la Rochelle is located at the top of Mount Bneron.

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