The Son-In-Law Of A Prestigious Household Wants A Divorce-Chapter 53: A Unique Woman (2)

“Aaah?! M-Mister?! I just paid you the—! Kyaaah?! That hurts!!”

Perhaps unable to hear the woman’s rants anymore, the stall owner grabbed her hair.

The woman struggled in panic, trying to figure out how to escape.

“Haaa.”

As the surrounding people’s attention began to focus on the scene, Isaac approached and held out some coins.

“Here, sir. I’ll pay for her.”

“No need. This wench needs to be taught a lesson more than she needs to pay! How dare she criticize someone else’s business—!”

“I’ll buy some for myself and my companion too, so let her go, please.”

“Hehe, hello there!”

Standing behind Isaac, Jonathan waved his hand, greeting the stall owner. Seeing the fully armored Helmont knight, he reluctantly let go of the woman and took the money.

After that, they moved between the stalls with the woman and the skewers in their hands. It was a gap formed between the lined-up stalls.

“Ahem, thank you for your consideration. But please, try the skewer. You’ll see that my words were worth their weight in gold—!”

The woman, still not having regained her composure, tried to say something but all of a sudden, she gave an intense stare at Isaac’s face.

“...Has she fallen for you?”

“Shut up.”

Isaac elbowed Jonathan, who was whispering such words in his ear, before handing him the skewer.

Leaving Jonathan to enjoy his two skewers, Isaac let out a sigh.

“I helped you this time, but next time, don’t eat if you don’t have money.”

“It’s a misunderstanding. I ate because I thought I had my money with me. I’m not a shameless person.”

“...”

“More importantly—“

The woman crossed her arms, grinning.

As if she had noticed something, she shrugged her shoulders and pointed at Isaac with her fingertip.

“Isaac Helmont. I see you’ve returned from the North.”

She immediately guessed who Isaac was.

“Huh?!”

Jonathan’s mouth fell open, wondering how she could possibly know.

Isaac never went outside of Helmont.

Because of this, even the people in the towns within Helmont’s territory didn’t know much about him.

The woman turned around, showing her back, with a mysterious smile on her lips.

“An earring made of Argentite. You’re wearing quite a luxurious item.”

Seemingly pleased with emphasizing her own uniqueness and mystery, she started to walk away gracefully.

Towards her retreating figure, Isaac called out with a sigh.

“Just what are you doing here, Princess?”

“...!”

Hearing his words, the woman’s whole body flinched.

Then, with an awkward expression and cold sweat, she turned her head to look at Isaac again.

“U-U-Um... Y-You... T-That isn’t...”

*   *   *Still between the stalls.

The three people were squatting, facing each other.

“H-How did you know?”

Princess of the Albion Kingdom.

Clarisse Evangel Regardia.

She was a direct descendant of the Regardia Royal Family.

“Only two groups are familiar with the Argentite. Cardias, and the royal family.”

There was something Silverna had said when she gave him the earring.

[Who outside the North would recognize Argentite?]

Which meant, if someone actually recognized it...

They were one of the two.

Either a Cardias or a royalty.

“From that, I just need to look at your appearance to tell that you are a princess.”

“...It seems like I tripped over my own feet while trying to act knowledgeable.”

Clarisse wore a dejected face.

Watching her, Isaac let out a bitter smile.

Although...

In truth...

He had some connection with her in his previous life.

So he immediately recognized her the moment he saw her. He had actually been wondering how to explain how he did, but...

She spectacularly tripped herself up like this, giving him a perfect excuse.

“Whatever, this is actually for the best. I’ve been thinking that this matter is a little overwhelming for me to handle all by myself...”

As she muttered that, Clarisse picked up a nearby pebble and drew a circle on the ground.

“This is Blackthorn. Thanks to your report, Isaac we managed to learn about those unknown beings, the Transcendent Race.”

“...”

“We’ve been preparing to target the Blackthorn from behind the scenes. Everything will probably proceed after the Sword Dance Festival is over at the earliest.”

“That quickly?”

“This is actually too slow for my liking. After all, we don’t know what those Transcendent things might do.”

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Clarisse let out a sigh.

Her words made a certain question arise in Isaac’s head, but Jonathan conveniently asked it in his stead.

“B-But why did you come for the Sword Dance Festival? F-From the way it looks, you seem busy, Your Highness...”

“I am. My visit here is related to this matter.”

She said with a smile as she drew another line.

When she was done, a triangle was drawn on the ground, and she tapped it with the pebble.

“Our intelligence found out that there’s someone from Helmont who might be in contact with the Transcendent Race. I’m here to investigate this matter in secret.”

“...Must it have to be you, Princess?”

“Of course, I’m that capable, after all. I’ll let you know, if it weren’t for me, we wouldn’t find even a single hint that the person from Helmont is in contact with the Transcendent Race.”

The princess shrugged proudly.

“They really did their best to keep this as a secret. It was annoying even for me, you know?”

Although the next second she slumped her shoulders and complained.

“But, I feel like it might have been better not to know. To think that the sword of the kingdom themselves, the Helmont would be in contact with those beings...”

“Who is it?”

Isaac asked, genuinely curious.

In his previous life, he didn’t even know that Helmont had been in contact with the Transcendent Race.

If he had to guess, it was probably the third son, Alois, due to his vassalization, but...

As far as Isaac knew, that only happened after Alois was expelled from Helmont.

So, who could it be?

Since he didn’t have any clues about this...

He asked the princess.

“Said culprit from Helmont who’s in contact with the Transcendent Race...”

The princess grinned and boldly declared.

“Is none other than Sharen Helmont!”

Isaac smacked his forehead and sighed.

Clarisse Evangel Regardia.

She was an outstanding individual, that was for certain.

After all, she had worked alongside Rianna to protect humanity until the very end.

If Rianna was the kingdom’s final sword, she was the kingdom’s last pride.

The commander of humanity and an innovative strategist.

However, just like Silverna.

At this point in time, her talents hadn’t fully bloomed yet.

“No, no, hear me out! I’m not just pulling this out of nowhere! You see, two months ago, Sharen Helmont suddenly sent her maids out. Every single day! She had never done that before!”

Yeah, she was looking for star cookies.

Because I, who used to do it for her, left for the North.

“Not only that, she even went out herself! Look, she even went to the areas near Blackthorn!”

Huh, she went that far to look for the cookies?

“Then, there’s also the fact that she encountered the Transcendent Race in the North! You see, according to information I obtained separately, Sharen Helmont volunteered to be dispatched to the North out of nowhere—!”

After hearing all this, Isaac had to admit.

Her intelligence gathering is no joke.

Or else, how would she find out about such things.

Seeing how Isaac only stared at her blankly even after she said all that, Clarisse’s voice gradually grew quieter and quieter.

“...Am I wrong?”

She glanced at Isaac and Jonathan, assessing their expressions.

If nothing else, she was seriously considering the possibility that her guesses were wrong.

“Yes, you are.”

Following Isaac’s firm words, Jonathan stepped up and tried to smooth things over.

“W-Well, it’s probably because you just haven’t met her in person! If you do, Your Highness, you’ll know she isn’t that kind of person!”

“Is that so?”

Clarisse pouted, sighed, and then slowly stood up.

“I see. As expected, a mere compiled information isn’t enough to reach the truth.”

Her face was unexpectedly bright for someone who was proven wrong.

A mischievous smile crept onto her face, revealing a hint of competitive spirit.

“Indeed, you have to take the field to know! Just as I thought! Wow, I’m amazed at myself! I could even anticipate my own shortcomings!”

“...”

“...”

“Well then, you two! Help me! Let’s find out who in Helmont could be the mole!”

“Alright.”

Isaac stood up as well.

In fact, he too was curious if there really was a mole in Helmont at this time.

As far as he knew, there was no one in Helmont in contact with the Transcendent Race except for Alois.

This means there’s a possibility that Arandel’s chronic illness holds an underlying secret.

After all, his mere presence served as a deterrent to that war...

“Shall we go to the mansion together?”

Clarisse was a royalty.

There was no way that she hadn’t received an invitation to the Sword Dance Festival. Those who did, would stay at the Helmont Mansion during the festival period.

“No, I’m going to explore the surroundings a bit more. Well, I understand why you’re offering that. You are looking forward to seeing how valuable the information I gather on my own two feet will be, aren’t you?”

“...”

“...”

“A-Ahem, I’m still a princess, you know?”

“Yes, I am.”

“Please tell us what you find later, Your Highness.:

“Alright! Then I’ll see you at the mansion!”

Just like the wind, Clarisse appeared suddenly, stirred things up like a storm, and disappeared.

Watching her retreating figure, the two men couldn’t help but stare at her, bewildered.

*   *   *The carriage stopped as it arrived at its destination.

“Haa.”

Although he knew it was coming, he didn’t expect to return like this.

Isaac stepped out of the carriage with a sigh.

What came into view was the massive and majestic Helmont Mansion.

The other carriages lining up belonged to the other nobles who had received invitations from Helmont.

Everyone here seemed to be busy welcoming guests, so no one paid attention to his return.

Except for one person.

“B-Brother-in-law!”

With an awkward gait...

The person, Alois, approached him with a smile while leaning on a cane.

“Brother-in-law! Sister seems to have some kind of misunderstanding— Brother-in-law?”

“Pfft.”

Seeing this, Isaac couldn’t hold back his laughter and covered his mouth with his hand.

“Want me to teach you how to use a cane? You seem quite clumsy with it.”

As a master with the cane, he offered his guidance to the young man.

“...No. It’ll heal soon anyway.”

His mood soured by that comment, Alois replied through his gritted teeth.

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