“Huh?”

“Hmm?”

Raven and Lindsay were riding their horses along the leafy forest path covered with the flavor of autumn. Both of them turned their heads at the same time. They thought they heard a familiar voice from nearby. But it was impossible for the owner of the voice to be in this place, so Raven shrugged.

“I must have heard wrong.”

“I think so.”

Lindsay replied with a smile. But then the two looked at each other. Not just one person, but both of them had heard a certain someone’s voice.

“Just now…”

“That voice…”

A momentary silence followed, then both of them turned their horses around simultaneously. Raven narrowed his eyes. He could see a horse coming towards them from a distance.

“Brotheeeerrr!”

“What…?”

Raven became shocked at the sound. He had not seen wrong. The person who was waving at him from the back of the horse, was his sister Irene Pendragon, who was supposed to be back in Conrad Castle. She was riding on top of a horse, behind an unknown man.

“Hmm?”

But the bewilderment only lasted a moment, and Raven once again narrowed his eyes. There were three horses following right behind Irene, and armed men were riding on their backs.

“Lindsay, go hide over there for a moment.”

“Yes, Your Grace!”

Lindsay also noticed the strangeness of the situation and headed into the forest. She dismounted...