Noble Reincarnation~Blessed With the Strongest Power From Birth

Keep talking to Fuwa.

I hear voices, but that's not human language.

Apart from the voices you hear, something flows directly into your head.

It's like remembering an interaction in your dreams, a fluffy, graspless, but certainly understandable, strange feeling.

"Well, then do it."

In other words, Fuwa blurred that he had gone down on the floor.

After the blurry appearance became as if it were fog and it repeated the discrete assembly.

"What!?

Alan was surprised enough to raise his voice.

"Ko, is this... me?

"Right. Let someone bring you a mirror and you two line up."

I could tell Alan to bring a mirror as he called his own men - and those men did a little too.

Meanwhile, a transformed fuwa lined up by Alan.

Alan was increasingly surprised when his men brought a mirror and glanced at it.

"You look just like..."

That's how I snap, I'm out of line.

Alan, whom Fuwa had turned into, looked just like his twin brothers.

"Can you do this too..."

"There's more. Maybe... here's the deal."

I reached for the fluff.

The moment Fuwa took my hand - it disappeared.

Alan is surprised that the presence that made him look like him disappeared in an instant.

Shortly afterwards, Fuwa reappeared.

Same as just before he disappeared, in the appearance of Alan.

"Hey, did you do something?

"Fluffy, try your hands. Alan, touch your hands in turn."

They both followed my words.

Fluwa put his hands out, Alan touched his right hand, then tried to touch his left hand - slipped through.

"Huh?

"I only materialized the right half. I can do both, but this time I'll try."

"I didn't touch my ex like a ghost and only materialized my right half...?

"Oh."

"Shh, wow..."

Alan even rounded his eyes.

It was the link with the armored ring that materialized the fuwa.

Both Leviathan and Ruthier did it. Made it fuzzy.

To the ability to transform like a ghost, materialized with a ring of armor.

It's almost completely transformative.

"How far can you go? Can your belly ring?

- Gurrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr.

As soon as I heard it, Fuwa-Alan's belly worm flourished.

"What disappears?

"Whoa!

Now on the left half, the unidentified part became transparent with the ring of armor.

Looking at just half of himself exactly, Alan makes a screaming noise.

"I see, you can do it all the way"

"... That's right, Your Highness, I didn't know my first opponent could use it this way"

Alan finally recovered from the surprise.

I'll totally undo the fuzz and then I'll tell Alan.

"Well done. Let me know if anything happens again."

"Yes!"

Returning to the mansion of the thirteenth prince's mansion, a new customer service maid, Cecily, greeted me on the doorstep.

"Master, Martha wants to talk to your husband."

"Martha? Who?

This is Mr. Zoe's mother.

"... oh"

I thought about it for a few seconds and finally remembered.

It was six years ago.

Zoe's hometown, Dosso, was in water damage, and that's when I gave her mother an idle job in this mansion.

It's just... what is it?

I just remember it was the kind of job I put on, whether it was there or not.

"Okay, call me to the study."

"Yes."

For six years, Martha, who I've probably never spoken to, said she needed to talk to me.

I chose the study because I didn't want to be heard.

Only my study, the study of the prince's mansion, is under the magic of silencing.

If it sounds like humans talk, it won't leak outside, and you can't hear it from outside.

After going into the study and waiting for a while, I got a special bell attached to the door because it's a room where I can't use a knock.

Shortly after, an old lady comes in.

Old lady - Martha walked into the room, closed the door, and knelt before me.

"What? Talk."

"Yes, I, the prince, order me to open and close the door at the back door every day."

"Oh, you did"

Martha told me to remind me of her work.

It's a morning and night opening and closing job at the back gate, which is not much used in the mansion.

That's ten leeans a month.

Blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah.

"What's wrong with that?"

"Someone's been seeing someone at the back door the last couple of days, midnight."

"With someone? By who?"

"Yeah, I came to your mansion recently... uh..."

Martha rubs between her eyebrows, trying to remember.

Are you as old as you look and have a weak memory?

"Recently?"

"Yes, I don't want to? of where I say."

Don Oates.

"It's that person!

Tickle, and.

I found myself frowning.

"Don says he's with someone in the middle of the night?

"Yes, I don't know who it is, but the people in this mansion never met with outside people like that."

"... right"

Me snorting.

I had Dylan look into it, but now we have all the circumstantial evidence that Don is a spy.

"Okay. Sora."

I took the dozens of leeans left from the nostalgia and gave them to Martha.

"You kept me well informed. It's a reward, take it."

"Thank you"

"Don't tell anyone about it. And for my daughter."

"Wow, I get it"

Make sure you hold the money I gave you with both hands, Martha, and get out of the study.

... Shit.

Back entrance to the thirteenth prince's mansion, without the moon, in the dark.

As usual, Martha came from the Mansion to fulfill the work that was indispensable every day.

She approached the back door step by step with a slow, year-to-year foothold.

Until then, I closed the gate I wanted to open - then.

"- Muggle!"

Someone came winged in from behind and blocked his mouth.

Martha resisted, but couldn't shake it off.

Someone did something to Martha.

As a surprise for a moment, after a great convulsion, Martha collapsed like a puppet with a broken thread.

Confirm Martha, who fell to the ground, with someone's nose holding his breath and his ear against the heart.

So you were satisfied, and you walked away from the spot.

- I watched a series of things in the shadows.

"Thanks for your help."

……

……

There were two women who were out of line behind me.

Zoe and Martha's mother and daughter.

"Oh, you mean your mother was targeted?

I'm probably gonna ask you, Zoe.

"That's the thing. And that, maybe you did it to look like a natural death. No trauma."

Shortly after I said that, he came back to the ring on my thumb with the figure of "Martha" killed away.

And the fluff flies slowly.

Martha witnessed Don making contact with an outside person.

When I found out about it, Don ran to the mouth seal - I predicted I'd let Martha materialize the fuwa instead.

It was the fluff that was killed, materialized with an armored ring, because she can reproduce human biological reactions, and that's why she made it look like she was hit.

"Wow... someone who was your mother just now..."

Amazing Zoe.

"Zoe."

"Yes, sir"

"Dosso, go back to your hometown with your mother's body for a while. If you're going to be buried, you'd better live in a familiar hometown."

"Er...?

"I was saying. You can't be targeted like this."

"Ah..."

Unlike the merchants and nobles who are constantly making out with the charms, he spoke straight to Zoe, who is a maid of honor.

"Okay."

"Martha, too, I'll call you back when I'm done, rest for a while"

"Thank you! Thanks!

Martha worshipped me over and over again for saving my life and giving me even more gratitude.

"Um, your husband? I may not be able to give it to you, but don't you have to be watching that guy?

"Then I've already thought about it."

"Huh?"

"Don't you realize there's something missing?

"Huh? Uh... ahhh, I don't have that new guy from your husband"

Zoe noticed that the fuwa had disappeared at some point.

"Actually, I'm by your side. Fluffy, touch his shoulder."

"Huh? - Hia."

Surprised Zoe despite what I heralded.

I was surprised to see nothing and feel it touch me.

"Here, what is this?"

"Just show your face."

"Wow!

Now I'm amazed at the raw neck that's floating in the air.

"In this way, you can disappear. Fluffy, disappear and keep an eye on him."

Fuwa nodded with his neck still alive and disappeared completely.

So I finally understand, Zoe.

"I see! It's amazing, sir."

And I've had a one-tempo late drink.