Retaliation of Disabled Girls
Chapter 32 The Tuby-Tubed Problem

"I'm sorry, all the nobles I've checked but where they are none of them are compatible with the perpetrators" Eric said reluctantly.

"No pardon me for wasting your time, Your Majesty," I replied disappointedly. My estimate went off.

"There's still the possibility that one of the nobles told the killer about the care of the displaced. This is difficult to trace because it is impossible to ask them one by one. They'll feel suspicious" Eric replied, trying to calm me down.

I'd like to propose to Eric to tell the royals to stop their guard. Instead the palace witch who was guarding the abandoned man was clandestine. That way the perpetrator will feel safe, again kidnapping and killing his target. My plan is very risky because the number of palace magicians is insufficient so the protection against the target will be reduced. The casualties will be even more.

I'm not going to tell Eric this, for fear that my guess is wrong again. The impact will affect Eric's reputation, he will be branded as the King who sacrificed innocent people.

"thank you. I'm resigning, Your Majesty." I'm down.

Keith who accompanied me also saluted the King. We left the palace. On the way home I told Keith everything I had in mind, so that my burden would be slightly reduced.

He held his chin. "There's a point, but it's very risky for Diana" Keith said with a heavy heart.

I've guessed. I tried to think of another plan but it didn't work.

"Do you have Keith's plan?" my many.

"Nothing, Diana," he replied with a heart.

Keith thought too but a good idea did not come up at all.

We took a deep breath at the same time. It's very difficult to trace the trail of the killer. If there is any important evidence. Or if the perpetrator in the previous case is still alive we can ask him his connection to the case. Maybe we can get a lead.

Over time the care of the displaced person became the daily life of the nobility. It was unthinkable to catch the culprit again but just try to avoid the casualties. We are aware that the perpetrator is still on the loose but the clues and evidence are not many. Our spirits are starting to fade.

I want to catch the culprit but as long as he doesn't dwell, I think that's enough. The possibility of that person being my killer in my previous life was also not great. I don't want to be as disappointed as when I caught a noble witch killer. So I don't think this matters anymore.

I live my day as usual. Now I'm at the Skyrise residence talking to Keith in the garden. The topic of conversation about catching a killer is rarely discussed again. We discussed something more fun.

"Do you want to take a vacation, Diana?" ask Keith suddenly.

"May as well, Keith," I replied quickly.

Refreshing the brain from these strange problems is a good idea. Maybe a way out will be thought of after our vacation. I began to imagine the good places I wanted to visit.

"Where do you want to go, Diana?"

"To the beach, the festival or the mountain I guess."

"No problem."

I have never been to a festival for a long time. Last time, I went with my dad and Trevor. I remember it clearly until now. My father bought us food. Then we saw a charming magic show. I was stunned to see him at that moment. Trevor did not look interested but enjoyed those moments. Our relationship is not as bad as it is now. Either start when the malice in Trevor's heart grew to make him want to sacrifice me and to kill father. The good times when we were kids were just memories that meant nothing to him.

It's good to take Iris too. The more people who come along the better.

"Iris will come too, right?" my many.

Keith's face looked a little disappointed. Why is he so? Shouldn't he be happy when his sister comes?

"I'll try to talk to him about this. I think he'll be happy to come along" Keith replied, trying to look happy.

"By the way when is the festival held in the capital?" my many.

"It's still about a month away. How about in a town near my residence, Diana? The festival will be held in a week's time" Keith suggested.

The city near the Skyrise residence was not as big as the capital. The festivals held there may not be as big and good as in the capital, but there is no harm in coming there. The most important thing is to have fun.

"May be."

Keith looked happy. I smiled at him. Our smiles faded as soon as one of the servants came to us in a hurry. A bad feeling came to me.

"Master, your Mother is being critical," the maid said quickly.

We felt struck by lightning, immediately standing rushing to Mother Keith's room. Iris was already in drinking her homemade potion to her mother. He must have told me first and then acted immediately.

However, their mother's face did not improve at all. He still looks in pain. Kernyitan was clearly visible and sweat poured profusely from his forehead. His breathing was also irregular. The potion Iris made began to not work. Not because of his diminished abilities but his mother's body had already reached the limit.

Iris continued to hold her mother's hand, muttering, "Mother..." I hope the critical period will soon pass. Keith stood beside Iris with anxiety clearly visible on his face. Doctors were not summoned because of the magic herbs whose quick effect alone could not make their mothers improve much less the medicine of the doctor.

I tried to comfort them, knowing that their feelings would not improve. "Don't worry, it'll be fine."

My words are completely unfounded.  I was afraid the worst might happen.  

Keith and Iris smiled at my words, but I knew they were trying to look strong. Although actually crying held back fromitadi.

Their mother's time is getting closer. They didn't expect it to happen this fast. They already know this is going to happen, but still not ready to lose a mother.

I don't think the desire to take a vacation will be realized. Taking care of their mother is a top priority. I don't want their mother to die. He was good to me. What is the power of death is completely inevitable. We can't do anything at all.