âAnyway, Catherine has never once been helpful in my life!â
He thought of his younger sister.
Since childhood, she had always meddled in their fatherâs affairs, trusting only her own cleverness. Their fatherâs fondness for Catherine was blinding, and it put him in a state of crisis.
If things continued this way, there was a possibility that even the rights of the eldest son, who would inherit the familyâs wealth, could be taken away.
The moment William emerged from such worries was when his sister entered the palace as a Lady-in-waiting for the Empress.
âYou will bring honor to our family!â
Their father was delighted.
William was also happy. If Catherine married a suitable nobleman through the Empressâs introduction, the Houndsâ family would have a stepping stone to enter high society.
As Lady Catherine, she would be too busy taking care of her husbandâs family, so the Hounds Upper-Class establishment naturally belonged to him.
All he had to do was carry the support of his then-lady sister on his back and find a footing for the Upper-Class establishment in high society!
But Williamâs hope was shattered in an instant.
âFather! Brother! ⌠I, I canât stay there anymore.â
Catherine had returned to her hometown, leaving the palace on her own accord.
No matter how hard their father tried to coax her, Catherine remained silent as a rock.
She even met some unknown rascal and became pregnant.
In a fit of rage, the father left his daughter behind and moved to the capital.
In fact, by the time Catherine entered the palace, he had already made plans to raise his status in the capital.
From that day on, Catherine was nonexistent in the Hounds family.
Curious about her whereabouts, he sent someone to inquire and learned that Catherine had disappeared around the time of the Empressâs death.
Since then, there has been no news. William completely forgot about his sister, until he discovered the truth that Princess Philomel was actually Catherineâs daughter.
The news that Catherine had switched her daughter with the Empressâs daughter terrified William.
âSheâs deliberately trying to kill us!â
With such a serious crime, the Palace wouldnât turn a blind eye even to the sinnerâs family. He couldnât be tied to Catherine in any way.
âIâve worked hard to raise our status!â
He quickly prepared the necessary funds and made arrangements to escape to a foreign country.
If he hadnât seen the notice correcting the false rumor, he and his family would have been across the sea by now.
âCatherineâs daughter is receiving distinguished treatment in the Palace?â
He smiled with desire.
This was an opportunity. A chance to further elevate the Hounds Upper-Class establishment!
But reality wasnât as kind to him. He was driven away by Catherineâs daughter without giving him a chance.
And it was a humiliating situation.
âDamn it! Arrogant woman!â
In his anger, William kicked a stone on the roadside, realizing that this was the palace, he looked around.
To calm himself, he straightened his cravat, and a sense of composure came to his face.
âYeah, your arrogance is just temporary. You will come crawling back to me, begging for help for sure someday!â
If he thought about it for a moment, Philomel would also realize that it would be more advantageous for her to join forces with him in the long run.
Now that he had become one of the influential figures in the capital, the support of the Hounds, which held power in the capital, would be a tempting prey for her.
And if that wretched girl took the bait⌠well,
âYou can enjoy the benefits and be discarded once your usefulness is gone, Philomel.â
William unintentionally revealed his true intentions.
Thatâs right. He never had any intention of taking responsibility for his disliked sisterâs daughter from the beginning.
Rustle.
âW-whoâs there?â
Startled by the voice from behind, he shouted. It would be awkward for someone to have overheard what he just said.
âMeow.â
Recognizing the source of the sound, he let out a sigh of relief.
âOh, itâs just a cat.â
After William left, Le Guin approached Philomel, who was lingering in the reception room.
âPh-Ph-Phil.â
Philomel, leisurely sipping her remaining tea, responded.
âYes, Le Guin, Iâm here, so you can call me anytime.â
âSome guy was cursing at you just now.â
âWilliam, that guy.â
Le Guin showed a mischievous smile.
âI roughly heard it from Jeremiah. You donât like that guy either, right?â
âWell, I donât particularly like him.â
âShould I kill him? It would be good if that guy died, right?â
â⌠Le Guin, you often say scary things. Just because someone does something unpleasant, it doesnât mean they deserve to die. Isnât that right?â
âHuh? Is that so?â
âEven Le Guin just talks like that. You wouldnât just go around killing people because you slightly dislike them. Right?â
âUhh, yeah. Thatâs right⌠I wouldnât kill anyone just because I donât like them . Yeah, it was just a casual remark! HahahaâŚâ
It bothered Philomel how long Le Guin took to response and how awkward it sounded.
Still, Philomel didnât doubt him. Because it was something that couldnât easily happen in her common sense.
Le Guin, who was observing the situation, spoke.
â⌠So youâre just going to let that guy who insulted you go?â
âWell, itâs not because he insulted me, but I wonât just let him go.â
âWhat are you going to do then? Hit him?â
â⌠No, I wonât hit him.â
Philomel calmly informed her confused father.
âWeâll deal with him legally.â
âHow?â
Jeremiah asked curious about what his sister was planning.
Philomel smiled mischievously.
âYou already said it yourself. He engages in illegal activities.â
He even showed evidence of the fairy-wing fabric.
William thought of stupid excuses when confronted with her argument.
âEstablishing a cooperation with fairies to obtain fairy wings? What a laughable idea.â
To do so, he would have to receive the wings of fairies that had already died or the discarded old wings that naturally fell off when fairies grew new ones.
How much would those wings cost?
Those wings alone would be far from enough to meet the demand for fairy-wing fabric.
William definitely had a lot of weak spots.
Philomel stood up from her seat.
âWhere are you going?â
Le Guin asked, and she confidently replied.
âIâm going to report the illegal activities as a righteous citizen.â
Administer the iron rod of the law.
The production and distribution of fairy-wing fabric were crimes punishable by the death penalty.
[Capital City, Central Security Bureau.]
There was a special guest at the department responsible for commercial crimes.
Philomel slammed the desk.
âI saw it clearly! William Hounds possesses fairy-wing fabric.â
The investigator in charge of illegal goods responded indifferently.
âIâm sorry, but we canât investigate Hounds based solely on such allegations.â
âWhy not? The production and distribution of fairy-wing fabric are crimes.â
âWe canât assert that the fabric he had was specifically fairy wing fabric. Thereâs also the possibility that Miss Philomel has mistook-â
âYouâre treating me like a fool.â
The investigator nervously stroked his mustache.
âThat, thatâs not it⌠Just having fairy wing fabric is not evidence of committing a crime.â
âWhy?â
âOnly the production and distribution of fairy wing fabric are illegal, mere possession is not.â
âHe openly admitted to being involved in distribution in front of me. Thereâs a high probability he was involved in production as well.â
âJust because he admitted to being involved in distribution doesnât mean heâs actually engaging in it, and production is an unknown area. We could end up arresting innocent people.â
It was a clear fallacy.
The fairy-wing fabric was still being traded secretly. It hadnât been well detected if there were routes exclusive to the criminals.
And amidst all this, the owner of a prominent upper-class household was requesting a change in the law and seeking favor from the Emperorâs confidant by admitting to being involved in distribution?
It was undoubtedly Williamâs misconduct.
A responsible investigator would not display such irresponsible behavior.
Philomel had a gut feeling.
âThis bastard took a bribe.â
When you think about it, isnât it strange not to bribe those involved in the regulation of illegal activities directly?
She had overestimated herself.
Instead, the investigator began to gently pacify her.
âPlease donât think that way. Isnât William Hounds related to Lady Philomel by blood? Is there any need for family members to embarrass each other?â
Philomel spoke in a low voice.
âYou have no intention of at least investigating, do you?â
âIâm sorry. We are short-staffed, so it seems difficult.â
The investigator said that, but he had been playing cards with his colleagues before Philomel arrived.
âUnderstood. I will come again later.â
Philomel left the department responsible for commercial crimes.
The investigator who confirmed that wiped his chest. He let out a sigh of relief.
âWhatâs the point of coming again later? Itâs not like itâll make any difference.â
Even though he muttered to himself, the investigatorâs expression remained grim.
She may be a commoner, but that woman receives preferential treatment from the royal family.
âThereâs no harm in being cautious.â
He wanted to quickly go to William and inform him of the situation.
Just in case, he wanted him to dispose of any relevant evidence and move the hidden fairy wing fabric to another place.
And in return, he would obtain more valuable goods and go to the casino. Hehe, the investigator who laughed was about to leave the office.
As the door opened, Philomel revealed herself again.
âOh, why are you backâŚ?â
She smiled cheerfully in front of the bewildered investigator.
âI said I would come back.â
And then, the Chief of the Central Security Department appeared from behind, wearing a contemplative expression.
âI heard Miss Philomelâs words. What⌠exactly are you up to?â
âWhat? What did I do to make you say thatâŚ?â
âWerenât you withholding information about a prime suspect? And thereâs even evidence that you received a bribe!â
âT-Thatâs⌠a misunderstanding!â
Philomel thoroughly enjoyed watching the trembling investigatorâs attempts to explain himself to the Chief.
âI didnât know I could throw him under the bus like that.â
Philomel played a significant role in moving the Chief of the Central Security Department, thanks to the influence of Count Polan.
Initially, even he was lukewarm to Philomelâs opinion.
âI donât think my friend would do something like thatâŚâ
It was a typical way of protecting oneâs own family.
However, when Philomel borrowed his communication device to contact the Emperorâs secretary, his attitude completely changed.
Indeed, networking was something to be reckoned with. Although personal connections shouldnât have influenced official duties⌠Philomel quietly spoke, as if justifying herself.
âI tried to follow the procedure, but I had no choice.â
In the end, the investigator confessed, under intense interrogation, that he had received bribes from William and turned a blind eye to the distribution of fairy-wing fabric.
Immediately, police officers stormed the buildings owned by the Hounds Upper Class establishment throughout the capital.
Everything unfolded within the day Philomel met William for the first time.