Diary of Guarding Monster Girls

On the thirteenth day, the murderer did not strike again.

No one died in Frost Crystal City.

On the fourteenth day, the murderer still did not act.

It seemed the killer had stopped his mad rampage.

But no one was naive enough to believe he had truly called it quits.

After the day Marquis Tim and his household were annihilated, the entire atmosphere changed completely.

It was as if Pandora's box had been opened.

The murderer disappeared, yet a force was continuously growing, spreading... and expanding in Frost Crystal Royal City!

The fifteenth day.

The murders occurred again!

This time, there were three cases!

And among these three tragedies, two were completely different from the killer's previous style.

The methods were entirely unlike those when the murderer first struck, and the manner of death for each victim was bizarre and varied.

As for the remaining one, although the style seemed similar, subtle differences revealed someone was trying to mimic!

Everyone understood that things were starting to unravel.

Copycat criminals had emerged; someone was using the murderer's name to fish in troubled waters, using it to eliminate their rivals!

For a time, everyone was on edge.

In response, the Frost Crystal royal family remained silent for a day only to state—this is all normal, everyone needs to be more vigilant, and avoid going out unnecessarily for the near future.

Madness.

Utter madness.

Not only were the nobles in Frost Crystal Royal City going mad, but they now felt the Frost Crystal royal family had also gone completely insane.

What are they trying to do!!?

Do they want to eliminate us all through this?

Faced with such circumstances, the remaining nobles finally woke up completely, losing hope that any miracle would occur.

Finally realizing that the Frost Crystal royal family never treated them as human beings, they saw reality for what it was.

They chose to begin self-preservation.

They started meeting frequently with their allies, hoping to unite during this dangerous time for greater security.

Due to family ties, the connections between the nobles ran deeper than many thought, and it erupted with astonishing power at that moment.

They voluntarily began organizing night patrols, not just to guard against the possible murderer but also to keep an eye on their usual enemies.

Some nobles gathered together to concentrate all their strength, with some even swearing an eternal non-aggression oath over the frozen river outside the city.

Sure enough, in the five days following their unification, no murders occurred.

As their strength continued to grow, other thoughts increasingly formed in their minds.

They discreetly turned their gaze towards Frost Crystal Palace, eyeing the palace that remained silent, like an old lion lurking.

If—such a thing is possible, could there be a chance?

An idea began circulating secretly among them—

"The once Dragon Slayer has long died, the bloodline within the Frost Crystal royal family has thinned, and his weak descendants are no longer fit to defend this country."

"The Kingdom needs a new hero to protect this realm!"

This was a challenge to the authority of the Frost Crystal royal family, a desecration of the Kingdom's legitimacy!

Ordinarily, when such circumstances arose, any royal family would not remain idle.

No matter how dull the ruler might be, they would at this point take action to nip everything in the bud.

However, the Frost Crystal royal family did exactly the opposite.

They remained silent, neither preventing nor encouraging the nobles' clandestine actions.

This eerie and chilling calmness instead dispelled many people's notions—burying them deep in their hearts.

No rush, just wait a little longer.

They waited for someone else to make the first move.

Amidst the restlessness and even slightly insane chaos, one noble mansion stood out in its tranquility, almost detached from worldly concerns.

The Albert Duke's Mansion was silent, even somewhat deathly still.

Duke Silver Wing Adrian, since the day the white dove returned, had shut himself off, meeting with no one, confining himself to his study day after day.

With the Patriarch adopting this attitude, the servants of the Duke's Mansion felt unease given the day's events but could only remain silent.

What they thought was simple.

Someone said the murderer might be Herbert, although it sounded unlikely, but if it were Herbert, there's nothing to fear!

His Highness is always so good to us, surely he wouldn't harm us!

Yet, not everyone possessed such confidence and... assurance.

...

"Father, are you really not going to advise His Majesty the King!? If we continue to let them go unchecked, the Kingdom will surely fall into chaos!"

In the study of Silver Wing Duke's Mansion.

A young man with uniquely mottled black and white hair banged the table hard, glaring at his always stern-faced father.

"Don't you understand yet? If this chaos continues, it will benefit the Kingdom in no way, and even fill the city's residents with danger!"

Koldi Albert.

He was the bloodline descendant left by Duke Silver Wing and his first wife, only in his early thirties but already somewhat famous throughout the Kingdom.

Yet, owing to some special reasons, he didn't fully inherit the Albert family's traits, leaving only this mottled black and white hair.

Thus, despite his outstanding talents and abilities, he was not recognized by the rest of the Albert family as the future heir to the title.

He had never expressed a desire for the title, and rather he had cared greatly for his younger brother—everyone thought he would be the perfect assistant to the future new Duke.

At this moment, however, this always graceful and docile young man appeared particularly angry.

"Father, why are you remaining silent? Do you not understand what this silence implies at this moment!!?"

The Albert family has always been staunch royalists, being the most steadfast supporters of the royal family among all the nobles for many years.

Being descendants of the founding Duke, they contributed to the establishment of the Kingdom and enjoyed the benefits, bearing the responsibility that came with it.

If the Kingdom faced danger, they needed to be the sharpest blade to cut through danger, protecting the country and the royal family's safety.

Now, with the Kingdom on the brink of turmoil, even collapse, his father remained so indifferent, even appearing somewhat disdainful.

"..."

Amid his fury, Duke Silver Wing calmly looked at his eldest son, not answering.

This was not their first conversation like this.

Such conflicts had arisen numerous times over the past half month, always ending unpleasantly.

Just as Koldi thought this conversation would yield no progress again, Duke Silver Wing, after a long silence, unexpectedly spoke.

"Koldi…"

He said:

"Back then, were you involved in that matter?"