Raised and Eaten

Raised and Eaten C91-100

FT C91


Chapter 91

” ….Lady, miss!”

The spirit that had become distant came back to the touch that shook his body greatly.

Raon looked at me anxiously as he managed to lift his heavy eyelids like a stone on top.


“Are you all right, miss?”

What do you mean it’s okay?

“I was worried that you were sick again because you slept so deeply that you couldn’t wake up.”

“Did I fall asleep?”

“Yes, he’s been sleeping for over half an hour since he arrived at the mansion.”

Only then did I realize that the carriage had arrived at the Duke of Kadala.

Considering Raon’s words, I think it’s been about an hour since I fell asleep.

I had a very long dream, but it didn’t last as long as I thought.


I remembered the name of the man, the woman Arnold had called.

If I remember correctly, it was the name of a witch called the deadly witch of the day.

It was the name of a woman who had the ability to make magic pills beyond Usla.

I already knew that the woman in my dream was a witch, but I never thought she was Arnia.

It was both absurd and surprising.

I wondered why I kept dreaming about her.

This question has long been held.

Not only was it hard to find the answer to the question, but it was also pushed back from the priorities due to Hansel’s work and other things popping up one after another.

But now that I found out that she was Arnia, I had no intention of putting it off anymore.

‘The question is where and how to find out.’

Does anyone know anything about dreams?


I was thinking about it, but Raon screamed and pointed at my hand.

“Are you burned?”


“Isn’t that a burn on your palm?”

When I checked the palm of Raon’s horse, the skin was red as if it had been burned.

After seeing the wound, the stinging pain came flooding in.

“Come on, let’s go and heal!”

Raon also seemed to be sicker because he made a fuss.

“This is nothing, so don’t make a fuss.”

“What a fuss! If you lose a scar, it’s a big deal! Hurry up and go get treated!”

Even though it was okay, Raon managed to take me to the assemblyman.

Fortunately, the wound was not deep, so the bandage was not worn.

The lawmaker said, “If you apply medicine well, you will get better cleanly without scarring.”

After treatment, I came back to my room and looked at my drugged palms.

Where did he get hurt?

I’ve never touched anything hot enough to burn my hands or burn myself today.

Looking at the wound in wonder, I recalled touching the brooch before I went to sleep and asked Raon.

“Laon, didn’t you pick up a brooch in the carriage?”

“I’m not sure. I’ll find out.”

Raon, who went out and came back, held out an elegant little box.

“Are you talking about this?”

In the box was a brooch given by Duke Langshua as a gift.

The red jewels stuck in the brooch were still reluctant and creepy.

I didn’t know what that red jewel was earlier, but I thought I knew it now.


That gem is lemantinium, so I burned my palm.

Just like Arnia did in her dream.

It’s probably because of that jewel that makes you feel reluctant and creepy.

“You gave me a brooch with lemantinium.’

Is this a warning that I know I’m a witch?

Or is it just pure heart?

A cold sweat ran down my spine thinking it might be an electron.

I need to discuss this with the Duke of Kadala first.

“Laon, get that right away.”

Before that, we’ll get rid of that ominous thing.

Raon looked at Brooch puzzled by what I said.

“This brooch? You look fine.”

“I’m not fine, so get it right away. No, don’t throw it away and put it in a corner that I can’t see.”

Just in case, you should keep it as evidence.

“Prince Cadala, are you in the mansion?”

“Yes, he’s here he is. He’s working in the office.”


I was about to meet the Duke of Kadala right away, but Raon called me in a hurry.

“Lady, head!”

Hair? Oh, right. It’s time to take some magic dye.


I took out the magic dye from the witch bag and drank it.

I had a slight burning sensation at the end of my head. It was evidence of dyeing.

I checked my hair when the pain disappeared.

“The dye worked well.”

Now I had no worries for two weeks to a month.

I headed for the office where the Duke of Kadala was at ease.


The Duke of Kadala greeted me with a gracious smile as usual.

If you look at it, you’ll think it’s your own daughter, not your own.

“I have something to tell you about Duke Langshua.”

As soon as I heard the word “Duke Langshua”, the face of the Duke of Kadala hardened.

I could see in fragments how much he hated Duke Langshua.

“What’s going on?”

He and I were the only ones in the office, but I didn’t say anything but wrote it on a piece of paper in case there were overhearing ears.

[I think Duke Langshua knows who I am.]

The Duke of Kadala’s forehead has narrowed.

The Duke of Kadala wrote down what he wanted to say under my article.

[Why do you think so?]

[Today, I got a brooch with lemantinium from the Duke of Langshua.

The Duke of Kadala thought for a moment and wrote down.

Lemantinium is a mineral that is used a lot to protect itself from people who use magic like witches. I’m not sure that the other person knows who you are.


The Duke of Kadala, who put down his pen, lit the end of the paper and said.

“If your opponent is the Duke of Langshua, it’s a different story.”

Duke Kadala’s eyes flashed fiercely.

People called the Duke of Kadala a ghost of war, but I understood why he called it that way.

The Duke of Kadala asked me, pouring water over the charred ash.

“Have you discussed this with your Majesty?”

“Not yet.”

“Then don’t tell your Majesty for a while. I’ll find out.”

“I’m sorry, but I don’t think I can.”

I trust the Duke of Kadala more than I used to, but not as much as Hansel.

I assure you that in a lifetime I will never trust the Duke of Kadala as much as Hansel.

So I was going to tell Hansel about Duke Langshua’s work.

“Do as you please.”

I thought I’d stop him from saying no, but the Duke of Kadala gave me the green light.

Let’s put this aside for a while.

‘Now I’m going to find out why I keep dreaming about Arnia.’

I made up my mind like that, but I was at a loss.

I thought it would be better to find out more about Arnia, so I came back to the room and gave a witch encyclopedia.

But there was nothing particularly helpful. The book only said that Arnia was a vicious witch.

In particular, he stressed over and over again that cursing Arnold, the 11th emperor, was a high treason that could not be washed even by death.

‘What’s a crime of treason?’

If the contents of the dream were true, it was natural for Arnia to curse Arnold.

I would have done the same.

“Shall we start by finding out if the dream is true?”

If it really happened, it meant everything was a dog dream, so there was no need to recognize it.

It would be better to focus on Arnold than Arnia when you look into this.

Human affairs will be better known than witches.

“Laon, bring me all the books from the study that have the history of the Empire.”

I asked Raon to decide the direction to go.

Hansel, who escaped from the palace without an escort on the pretext of going out of hiding, headed to Ken’s house, the red roof, 4th district of the 12th district.

Hansel pressed the hood deeply and knocked on the rough door.

About three times, a small door opened at the top of the door.

It was a door so small that I could barely see it.


“I have a message for Andelov.

Here it comes.”

The brown eyes were crumpled.

“I haven’t heard of anyone else I need to connect to other than that witch.”

“Didn’t Andelov hear the name Hansel?”

The brown eyes paused for a moment and asked again.

“What do you want to say to Andelov?”

“I want information about what Duke Langshua is working on.”

Andelov worked for a long time as a hunting dog for the Duke of Langshua.

So Andelof would have a rough idea of what Duke Langshua is doing.

“The period is a week. I’ll be back in a week.”

After finishing his speech, Hansel turned around.

Whining, the wind blew and Hansel pressed the bitter hood deeply.

It was when Hansel rewrote the hood.

Crunch —

The bushes shook, and the only cat popped out.

It was an ordinary cat, but it wasn’t.


“You’re doing great.”

Rose, the cat, came to Hansel’s front, gently wagging her long tail.

“I thought I was going to die.”

Hansel grinned bitterly at the snap.

“I’m not sick.”

“Yes, I’m not sick.”

Rose was silent for a while and asked Hansel.

“So, did you make any progress with Elle?”

Hansel, speechless by a sudden question, looked at Rose in embarrassment.

“What, are you sure you’ve made progress?”

I went out. Only three days ago.

Three days passed, but it was as clear as if it had happened yesterday. My heart is pounding whenever I think about it.

“It’s out, Jindo.”

Rose, who inferred his answer only from Hansel’s expression, impressed.

“Isn’t he shaking his heart too much? What if the real E.L. falls for you?”

“……you have to adjust it so that it doesn’t.”

I don’t know if it’s possible.

When Hansel answered bitterly, Rose sighed deeply and tapped his leg with her front paw.

“Cheer up. I’m always rooting for you if you don’t feel weird.”

Hejum answered with a bitter smile.

“So what’s the matter?”

“I’m here to ask you to find Lohan. You guys found it easily, but we haven’t found Lohan yet.”

“The same goes for me.”

After Hansel became an emperor, Lohan visited him as well, but so far he has not heard a single word about Lohan.

“I see.”

Rose bowed her head sullenly.

“Maybe Lohan’s not wrong, is she?”

“I don’t think so.”

Hansel answered, hugging Rose.

“Don’t worry, Mr. Lohan will be fine, sir.”

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