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A light rumble. Winter was clutching the dead body of the noblewoman. Penelope Eckhart. He buried his forehead in her forehead in silence, and tears flowed down his cheeks. He suspected her of belonging to the cult of Leila. However, instead of another check, his "paranoia" took over, and he... He just killed her..

Penelope Eckhart. A closed and introverted noblewoman who... She sympathized with Winter. Winter sincerely wished her happiness and always wanted to see a smile on her face

Winter himself is extremely not pre-evening. And the week after her death he became more unhappy, and his paranoia became stronger and stronger...

Every morning he has to pretend to be an ordinary nobleman, a marquis, but secretly he is a nobleman who is gradually going mad and right now

Monday evening, Winter sat alone in the main hall with his white hair down, looking down at the floor