The Shepherd Alone on the Hill is a Genius Wizard-Chapter 110: Lord Kadram? (2)

After spying on Leto who was spying for three straight days, he only revealed himself after confirming Leto had stopped pursuing when Meisa just wandered around meaninglessly.

"...I couldn’t sense her at all."

"That’s to be expected. So, do you think there will be any issues with the walks?"

"Yes. It seems they’ll just leave me be as a mood refresher."

Although Meisa could act as heir externally, the absolute monarch she had to obey unconditionally was Head of House Badal.

If he ordered Meisa not to go out, she would have to comply.

But he didn’t actively respond even to this sudden outing.

Only the family executives, the ’middle-aged faction’ as Turan called them, were making a fuss on their own.

He had somewhat expected it would turn out this way.

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According to what he confirmed while investigating internal documents from various archives, the head had been holed up in his quarters for the past several decades, delegating almost all duties to his relatives.

Recently, he had only left his quarters during the war with Zahar and when sending off the Black Spirit subjugation force.

"I was hoping to search his quarters if the head came out himself..."

One of the plans was to take advantage of when the head came out to personally scold Meisa, but it seemed they would have to give up on that.

After briefly discussing that, Turan made Meisa faint like three days ago and injected food.

The same routine repeated for several days.

Walking, sleeping, and food injection.

On the fourth night, Turan spoke to Meisa after she woke up from fainting.

"Let’s escape tomorrow."

"Already?"

"If we stay any longer, others will get suspicious. You’re gaining weight faster than I expected."

Over the past few days, such dramatic changes occurred in Meisa’s body that it wouldn’t be strange to call it a transformation.

The sunken areas around her eyes filled out, her wrinkled skin smoothed, and her stick-like body thickened.

Although it was still somewhat dubious, in just a few more days the changes would be obvious to anyone who saw her.

"Let’s meet west of Morgen City at noon tomorrow. If I’m not there after about an hour past noon, you should return. It means something went wrong."

One of the good things about having tracking abilities was that there was no need to specify exact meeting locations.

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On the day of escape, Turan woke up as soon as dawn broke and immediately began executing the operation.

The first step was infiltrating the mansions of the middle-aged faction nobles including Kadram to secure documents of their corruption.

In this process, he actively used the mask’s disguise ability rather than stealth.

This was thanks to having figured out the internal situation after going in and out several times over the past few days.

"Hm? Aren’t you Beck? Didn’t you just leave?"

"There’s something the master ordered."

Turan casually entered and exited studies while disguised as servants working at each mansion.

It took two hours to secure all the documents.

Even this would have taken less than half the time if he didn’t have to walk between mansions like a commoner.

After securing documents from all fifteen people, Turan took out the stored hair and activated tracking magic.

It was to track the Zahar noble Leto.

’Where... ah, good, she just left her quarters. Saved me the trouble of waiting.’

As a maid directly serving the head, she naturally stayed in the head’s quarters, but would go out several times a day for errands and other duties.

Kidnapping her was actually the biggest variable in this plan.

If she happened to stay cooped up in the head’s quarters today with no reason to go out, there would be nothing they could do.

In that case, they would have had to return the documents and postpone the escape plan until tomorrow.

Disguised as an ordinary gardener, Turan arrived at a mansion after crossing through the main estate following the tracking magic.

’This is...’

Next to the mansion’s main gate was written in large letters [Sirel Arabion].

Meisa’s half-brother, born from a woman of House Nagin.

Leto seemed to be talking with someone inside his mansion.

’This guy didn’t have anything notable when I investigated before.’

Just normal documents in his study, and while he had appropriate interactions with the middle-aged faction as a relative, he didn’t participate with their side.

But Meisa despised him terribly.

Because Sirel’s mother was the head’s companion, Anieta Nagin.

’After Meisa’s mother and younger brother died... that woman mocked Meisa.’

That’s why right after the incident, Meisa sent a letter to her half-brother Renode calling him a murderer.

It was practically the same as revealing that House Nagin was behind it, even if the circumstances were unknown.

In fact, one of the still unsolved mysteries was the alliance between the middle-aged faction and House Nagin.

If the head’s identity was one of the gods, then having a companion shouldn’t matter much.

While it could just be to create excuses to torment Meisa, Turan internally suspected there must be some related issue within House Nagin as well.

Or conversely, they might be trying to exert influence over House Nagin through this.

While lost in thought, he saw Leto coming out of the mansion after finishing her conversation.

After completing his prepared disguise, Turan immediately approached and called out to her.

"Leto."

At Turan’s call, Leto’s eyes widened in surprise before she smiled and bowed her head.

"Yes, Lord Kadram! What brings you here—"

"Follow me. I have a task for you."

Turan couldn’t be certain if he had perfectly taken on Kadram’s appearance or if there was any awkwardness in his voice.

Although Meisa said it was identical when she was next to him, they hadn’t directly compared and confirmed.

But Leto followed him without showing any signs of doubt.

When she asked what task he might have for her, he had prepared an excuse to give, but true to her training as an assassin, she didn’t even ask that much.

When they entered Kadram’s mansion, an elderly butler asked with a puzzled expression.

"Master? Isn’t it time for your daily meeting..."

"I forgot something I need."

A look of doubt crossed the butler’s face at Turan’s words.

Perhaps the disguise was too crude to fool someone who had known him for a long time?

But the butler seemed to think his instinct was just being oversensitive, as he simply bowed his head without saying anything more.

Internally breathing a sigh of relief, Turan led her to the mansion’s basement.

"Um, Lord Kadram? Why here..."

A strange unease crossed Leto’s face, perhaps because while she had been to the mansion before, she had never been guided to the basement.

Did she think Kadram wanted her body?

Instead of answering, he silently continued walking, and after a moment’s hesitation, she finally chose to obey.

The basement was dark with no lights on.

When Leto habitually closed the door like a well-trained maid, the barrier that had been set up inside activated.

"Ugh...!?"

Before coming to find Leto, Turan had used up one person’s worth of the barrier caster bloodline’s mana stored in the Mimicker relic.

The effect of the barrier he had set up was to slow down and seal the target’s movements.

Though the surprised Leto tried painfully to take out some hidden weapons from her chest, her movements were unbearably slow.

Turan leisurely grabbed her hand to take away the weapons, then thoroughly bound her body with the mana-suppressing chains that had been used on Solif in the past.

Feeling the mana starting to drain from her entire body, Leto frantically cried out.

"L-Lord Kadram? What is this—!"

Instead of answering her words, Turan immediately drove his fist into her face.