Chapter 29 (1/2)

The hard sound of hout the not very wide room

This was one of the libraries in the palace, but it was more like an extension The total volume of books kept here weren’t that many

But, there were a lot of valuable books that the rounds did not have On top of that, only those who had permission were allowed to access, so I didn’t need to worry about being observed

Between the shelves and the stairs, there were a lot of blind spots so Klaus ht so it would be difficult for suspicious persons to sneak in

The dih for people to use it as an entry point, either

Safe, and most ireat spot

I stopped in front of a shelf and took a book It was quite old, but maintenance must have been on point because there was no smell of mold

I went up the short stairs, advancing inside Now carrying two volumes in my arms, I ventured even deeper inside

An atlas, a medical journal, and lastly…

“…………?”

I heard the sound of a small clatter

The only thing in front of my eyes were bookshelves, so I turned in the direction of that sound A smallhad been placed at the end of the wall to prevent dae to the books

In front of it stood a single man

“!”

I hadn’t noticed his presence, so I instinctively took a step back in fright

However, without sending a single glance at e in the book

He was…not a brazen intruder With his face in profile, he looked very familiar

Platinuinally ht strea in Different from my curls, fine hair without its own tendencies cast a shadow on a beautiful forehead

His eyes, fraht winter sky In profile, froe of his nose to his thin lips, his facial features were very well put together but lacked any fragment of emotion

“Are you also here to read?” he asked, not even bothering to look at me

“……”

Even though it wasn’t a reproach, I was choked for an instant

“Why are you here…”

Without answering him, I asked him a question in return My voice worked itself out of h it wasn’t hoarse, it was quite stiff

“……”

After several seconds had passed, he closed the book

Even if it hadn’t been a very loud, my shoulders tensed nervously froht-colored eyes reflected e

“Is it strange for me to be inside my own palace?”

Even thehis head to the side seeh he was in his mid-30s, there was nary a blemish nor a wrinkle on his face

Receiving a hard stare froood looks seemed like it couldn’t possibly be realin my heels and shook my head

“No, father”

“I see”

The name of the man who stood before me was Randolf von Werfald

His Majesty the King, the current ruler of Nebel My father

I called him my father, but there was practically no connection between us as parent and child

We didn’t have a relationshi+p where I could freely meet with him, and I’d never felt any affection, either More than anything else, I found this person difficult to deal with

It wasn’t like I had no questions about the head of the state wandering around in a place like without a single coet involved

Let’s find what I came here for and leave without delay

Ithe books as I’d originally planned

…but

“…………”

What I wasfor couldn’t possibly be in front of that person, could it?

If I remembered correctly, materials related to history were supposed to be at the very end

I stole a quick look to the side

Father es of the book Hey, youyou to move out of the way

Move, hts, but it was ineffective

Heabout hi the characters to the bony, pale finger flipping the pages, seemed to say there was no one else beside him

His indifferent profile, which irritatedbut a pretty face

“You’ll burn a hole inlike that”