Adventurer's Guild Café: I Was Wrongfully Exiled by the Saint, So I Will Enjoy My Second Life with My Fluffy Friends-V2.1 Prologue Part 1 - Bring Kuna Back

──Aluda Kingdom, Count Leiria’s estate.

In a dimly lit room, two men sat facing each other, engaged in conversation.

“Answer me, Ilja. So, in that place called the ‘Shield of the Silver Wolf King,’ my daughter… Kuna was there, wasn’t she?”

The man called Ilja shrugged and nodded.

“Yes. The other day, some members of our organization tried to abduct a young woman from the White Wolf Tribe, but they failed. Somehow, by some twist of fate, it seems that girl was your daughter.”

“……”

Count Leiria, his face pale, clenched his fist tightly.

“…Kuna… Kuna was unharmed, wasn’t she?”

“Unharmed? She was more than fine! She was being well protected and adored by the Staff Knights and the guild folks. Meanwhile, we got caught by the Staff Knights, and now our group is finished. Sorry, but this is the end of our connection, my lord.”

The count frowned bitterly.

“My ties with your organization go back over ten years. Are you saying I can’t rely on you anymore? If it were you... couldn’t you just take Kuna easily, like back then?”

“No, I’m washing my hands of this, my lord. With the Staff Knights onto us, there’s nothing I can do.”

Ilja stood up and adjusted his clothes.

“If you want her back, do it yourself. But that’s not what you should be worrying about.”

“……”

“What will you do if the kingdom finds out about our connection?”

For the first time, Count Leiria smiled.

“In this country, even if one is involved in trafficking demi-humans, the crime is conveniently overlooked.”

“In Aluda’s law, sure. But if you were judged in Grantania, you’d be in serious trouble. After all, your former wife was…”

“Enough.”

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Count Leiria shook his head.

“I will handle Kuna myself. It seems those crown princes have finally realized the foolishness of their actions.”

Count Leiria tapped his fingers irritably.

“…I will take Kuna back. My family has grown weary of being confined at home due to the recent monster attacks. We will go to Grantania ourselves.”

“...Do as you please. I will no longer lend you a hand.”

Ilja turned his back on Count Leiria and walked toward the door.

There, he stopped and muttered a few words.

“The members of our organization who were captured by the Staff Knights are under a curse that prevents them from revealing information, no matter the torture.”

He sighed.

“But the problem is, they were caught right in the stronghold of the ‘Shield of the Silver Wolf King.'”

“...What are you trying to say?”

Count Leiria furrowed his brows.

“If the Guild Master joins in analyzing the curse, all the information could end up in their hands.”

“…”

“Well then, my lord. I appreciate our deal from sixteen years ago, but let’s end our connection here. Staying tied to each other won’t do either of us any good.”

With that, Ilja raised a hand slightly and left the room.

Left behind, Count Leiria muttered to himself.

“That doesn’t matter. I only want to take back my dear Kuna.”

He picked up a small portrait that had been displayed on his desk.

Depicted in it was a beautiful woman of the White Wolf Tribe.

“Elena.”

Gently stroking the picture with affection, Count Leiria whispered the name of his former wife.

──Elena.

But on the back of the portrait, something else was written—something that looked like a different name.