Actually, I was the Real One

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If that happened, the clever woman would hide the spirit stone in a place Cosette couldn’t find. 

And if that’s what they did, it would be a troublesome thing that couldn’t be compared to her reputation in society plummeting to the ground.

Cosette bit her lip.

‘No.
There’s no way they could have noticed my goal.
The only way they can do that is if they can read minds.’

She was probably getting paranoid. 

As she was about to distract herself to shake off her anxiety, someone arrived. 

It was Count Weinberg.

Cosette looked up in surprise at the butler who announced her uncle’s presence.

Cosette: “Uncle? Didn’t he say he’ll be late from work today?”

“Yes, I heard that, too, but milord just came back, looking sour.
It seems urgent, so you should see him.”

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Cosette: “Okay.”

As soon as the Count arrived home, he called Cosette to his office.

Most of the time, he would only do this to whine.

She was already getting annoyed, but she had no choice.
The Count was her important partner. 

Cosette reluctantly made her way toward the Count’s office.

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Cosette: “You called.”

Count: “Ah, Cosette.
Come here and sit down.”

The Count then dismissed the butler. 

As the butler and the maids left the office, the Count’s demeanor changed cautiously again.
He took a seat across from Cosette and said. 

Count: “I heard that the plan to find the spirit stone’s location isn’t going smoothly.”

Cosette: “I’ll take care of that, so don’t worry about it.”

Count: “How can I not worry! If there’s any evidence that this explosion was our fault…!”

Cosette: “It won’t happen, so stop panicking.
Watching you like this is making me go crazy.”

Count: “Keuk.”

Isaac Weinberg held his tongue and swallowed his displeasure. 

His partner in crime in front of him has always acted like this. 

He reluctantly joined forces with her, but there’s no way he could trust her, especially since he didn’t know what she’s thinking.

Count: “…Can you just answer one thing?”

Cosette: “What is it?”

Count: “Are you going to avenge my sister and father’s deaths?”

Cosette then responded with an annoyed bite on her lips.

Cosette: “How many times do I have to tell you until you believe me? I will definitely avenge them.
Because that’s my duty.”

Count: “Please do not betray my faith.
And one more thing.”

Cosette: “You just asked if I could only answer one thing.”

Usually, Cosette wouldn’t be easily annoyed. 

This was proof she was very nervous.
Isaac’s complexion darkened a little.

Count: “Isn’t it going to harm Johanna and Beatrice?”

Cosette: “Of course.”

Count: “…That’s a relief.”

He murmured to himself and looked away.

Cosette, who had been staring at him, opened her mouth as if anxious.

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Cosette: “I’m just saying this just in case, but don’t act alone in haste.
Do you understand?”

Count: “Yes, of course.”

Cosette still seemed uneasy despite the Count’s reassurance, because she went on to say.

Cosette: “I won’t forget to avenge your sister and father.
So don’t do things by yourself.”

Count: “I do not intend to act so carelessly.”

Cosette: “…I’ll believe that.”

She looked at Isaac in doubt, and then stood up.

‘He’s not a complete fool… I hope you don’t start working at a time like this.’

Cosette: “Then, I have other business to attend to.”

Count: “Go ahead.” 

Isaac answered without getting up. 

In the eyes of the employees, he was Cosette’s superior.
So it would be a strange sight for him to see his niece off.

Cosette didn’t comment on it, so she was also probably aware of it.

Tak–.

The door closed with a click.
He sat alone on the sofa and clenched his fists.

‘As expected, it’s just unbelievable.’

How could he trust her despite her promises of avenging his sister and father and assurances of not harming the human world?

Even now, she wasn’t interested in avenging the family and was focused on finding the location of the spirit stone.

Of course, it wasn’t like she was looking for the spirit stone without justifiable reason.

As Cosette mentioned, she needed the stone to manifest quickly.

But as long as he didn’t trust Cosette, her claim had no weight.

Could she have another intention in finding the spirit stone? The question that had been brewing inside him grew.

‘I can’t just trust that woman.
I’ll have to find my own way.’

He had just said he wouldn’t move on his own but it wasn’t like he broke his promise first.

He remembered his younger sister, who followed him often, and his father, whom he respected.

A past that couldn’t return…

His eyes gleamed darkly as he stared into the air.