Seeing the notice, I asked the security guard to let me in in the name of a tourist monk. When they entered the house in the corner of the courtyard, they felt the most gloomy, so they were led to the house by a guide from the owner of the manor. Sure enough, I saw a lady in red between the windows of that small building. She seemed very kind and helpless to tell me her story.

It turned out that the lady in red was a beautiful girl here. Many people liked her very much, and the owner of this manor was one of them. But unlike others, he...