Chapter 150

"It's confirmed. It's Seira Oswald."

At the knight commander's report, Isabel nodded.

"I see."

While clearing away the wreckage of the explosion at House Oswald, they had pulled the body of a blonde woman from the rubble. And only a moment ago, word had come that it had been identified as Seira Oswald.

How undignified. After all that scrambling, all that greed…

Isabel laughed, self-mocking.

That wasn't a judgment that applied only to Seira.

She looked around her.

Her grandfather, her father, her mother, her younger siblings — their faces flickered past her like ghosts.

The room she stood in now was the study of House Rodwell.

Books rose all the way to the high ceiling, lending the room a solemn, dignified air.

She had grown up watching her grandfather and her father here. She had learned, in this very room, what authority and duty a high-ranking noble was meant…