She is not an investigator.

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Watching Isabella's departing figure, Igris reluctantly shifted her body, only to find that she didn't even have the strength to break free from the covers, so she could only shed tears of resentment.

"Oh, right."

But just then, Isabella suddenly returned and asked Igris, who was wriggling on the bed, in a soft voice.

"Any of your friends who are worth mentioning?"

"It's worth mentioning..."

Igris thought of Philina, the young lady whose true identity she did not yet know.

"Philina Somerset".

"Somerset?!"

Do you know this surname?

Hope ignited in Igris's eyes; after all, if they could find someone from this family, they certainly wouldn't stand idly by.

"do not know."

"..."

"Stay quiet, I'm leaving."

"Ugh..."

Isabella left, and Igris was left humiliated, bound tightly to the bed by the blankets.

They couldn't even crawl out.

The Gods' Fools - Beyond the World: Chapter Fifty-One, Now It Concerns Me

"Somerset...never heard of it."

Isabella wandered slowly through the streets at night, muttering the surname over and over again.

Just because she hasn't heard of it doesn't mean that others haven't either.

Since she's a young lady from a wealthy family, she should probably ask around among people of higher status and position.

For example, the mayor of this city.

Of course, she didn't have the right or the means to contact people of that status.

But it must be said that... she did indeed meet people of that level because of some special circumstances.

Or rather… a witch.

"I'll go ask her for her..."

Anyway, she was just bored at night.

I didn't specifically go to ask for her information; I just happened to help her during our walk.

……

At this moment, the gates of the witch academy have been sealed again, and the little witches' holiday is over.

At this time, the little witches all returned to their respective residences to rest, leaving the vast campus feeling exceptionally empty and quiet.

This was also her best chance to infiltrate.

"Speaking of which, was it really necessary to sneak in...? That gatekeeper is probably slacking off somewhere again."

As the only security personnel designated by the academy, Isabella was quite familiar with the witch.

She naturally knew that the guy was just a pretty face, and when real danger came, it wouldn't be her turn to take action.

However, it's unlikely that anyone would actually target the Witch Academy if they didn't want to be turned into a frog.

call out--!

The grappling hook flew out swiftly and landed precisely on the eaves of the academy's high wall.

Miss Thief pulled down her mask and quickly climbed up the high wall along the tightening ropes.

She was so skilled at this that she couldn't be more proficient. There was no wall in the city that she couldn't climb, and no lock that she couldn't pick.

Although it may not seem very glamorous to talk about, she is definitely one of the world's top thieves.

She was absolutely confident in this regard; there was nothing she couldn't steal if she wanted it.

Since she couldn't steal it anyway, she didn't want it anymore.

As she had anticipated, the witch guarding the door was not where she was supposed to be, which made her infiltration much easier.

She quickly found her target and skillfully climbed along the high wall towards the incongruous building that was still lit up.

…………

"Hmph... Ah, don't move! You're filthy!"

"Gah!"

In the bathroom, Sharti was soaking in the bathtub, intently grooming the feathers of the raven in his arms.

It doesn't like the feeling of its feathers getting wet, but as a pet, it must always be mindful of its surroundings and try its best to keep its body clean and tidy, avoiding any unnecessary dirt and bacteria.

"Ugh, if only you could shower by yourself. I don't want to have to take you with me every time I shower, it's such a hassle... and you're so disobedient!"

"Giggle! Be good!"

"Hmph, that's more like it."

Sharti nodded in satisfaction, then picked up the small brush and continued to quietly brush its feathers, looking very focused.

She was so focused that Isabella, watching from outside the window, couldn't bear to disturb her.

dong dong.

The glass was struck, and Sharti instinctively looked up. The next moment, her hand tightened abruptly, grabbing the poor raven and forcing it to let out a pitiful cry.

"Croak—!"

"what--!"

The crows and the little witch's cries rang out in the bathroom, and Nolan, hearing the noise, rushed over.

"Sharty? What happened?"

As she entered the bathroom, Isabella finally emerged through the window, sitting by the window and waving to the two witches.

"Hey, long time no see."

"you…"

Nolan frowned as he glanced at Isabella, then looked at the little witch who had curled up into a ball and was submerged in the bathtub.

"I never imagined you would have a fetish for peeping at a child taking a bath."

"Huh? That's slander. It's because you locked all the windows that I had to come in through here."

"Then why couldn't you knock?"

Have you ever seen a thief who walks through the door?

She was so aware of her identity that even Nolan was speechless about it.

"Fine... So what are you planning to do coming here at this hour? There's nothing left for you to steal."

"I need to ask you something, Somerset... have you heard of it?"

"...?"

Nolan's expression changed noticeably, which pleased Isabella, because she hadn't chosen the wrong person.

Why are you asking about this?

But this issue seems somewhat sensitive, and Nolan doesn't intend to tell this thief, whose background isn't exactly clean, so easily.

She needs to know her purpose.

“Someone told me that the young lady of the Somerset family is in danger and is currently trapped in the Arctic, trapped in… Frostville, Dean, do you know anything about this?”

"Danger...? Who told you that? Are you sure?"

"Otherwise, why do you think I would come here in the middle of the night to tell you this surname that I have no idea what it means, and this news? If you really know something, then don't just stand by and do something."

"...Tsk."

Nolan's expression turned somewhat gloomy and helpless.

"It would have been pointless for you to inform me of this, since you should have gone directly to the army... but, Frostville, it's already sealed off."

"I know, because of the blizzard, so I'm also wondering how that young lady got through."

"No...it's not a blizzard."

Nolan shook his head, denying her statement.

"You should be glad you came to me... Wherever you got this information, keep it to yourself for now. As for that young lady, I'll take responsibility... Go back now, your mission is over."

"Sure enough, something terrible happened there, didn't it?"

"I told you, those things have nothing to do with you."

"Now it concerns me."

Nolan and Isabella stared at each other, neither willing to back down.

Isabella had indeed intended to do Igris a favor and do her a good deed.

But now, she means that the situation there is more complicated than imagined.

If Igris were to return, she would be in danger once again.

Isabella knew she couldn't persuade her or contain her, so... she needed to know exactly what was happening there.

There is absolutely no room for negotiation.

She needs to know.

The Gods' Fool's Play - Beyond the World: Chapter Fifty-Two, The Tea Is Still Warm

"Your identity is insufficient for you to know these specific details."