I was adopted by the count’s family when I was 15 years old.

According to Bainan law, from the age of 16, one could not be kept in the orphanage and must leave that place.

This is a world where even young people have to work to survive, so I could say that it was natural. In that context, it was unusual for a 15-year-old girl who was about to be released from the orphanage, to be adopted.

“This child, do you possess magic?”

I nodded my head vigorously in response to the Count’s question. I must have been wearing the brightest smile and my eyes were shining at his words.

‘I can’t believe that a commoner like me was going to enter a noble family.’

Rather than being a count or noble, I was most happy about having a family.

I decided to become a good child who would please her parents.

The first thing I learned at the count’s house was not etiquette, but how to use magic power.

Among them, what Count Hyrn emphasized me to learn more was alchemy.

A technology that can create various magic tools and drugs.

At the time, I didn’t realize it because of the joy of learning something new. The illusory count needed money, and my alchemy was nothing short of a mine of gold.

For several years, I kept manufacturing drugs as if I were a factory in a corner of the count’s house.

Then one day it happened.

“What about herbs?”

Johanna, whose task was to procure the ingredients which was needed to mix drugs, returned empty-handed that day.

“Oh, about herbs?….The store is very chaotic.”

I ignored her words. I thought she must have been lazing around somewhere and was making up excuses that were not typical of her.

“It’s been three days since the youngest of the herbalist disappeared.”

I have also seen the youngest herbalists. She was a cute girl with brown hair and green eyes.

“Oh my.”

As soon as I heard the story, wolves came into my mind. It was common for people who went out into the forest outside the castle to be attacked by wild beasts.

“What’s really strange is that she disappeared while running an errand at the general store.”

“You mean she disappeared in city?”

“Yes, I can’t figure out where she went.”

If she went missing in the city, then it means she wasn’t attacked by a wild beast.

“Did she run away from home?”

“You need to have some money to run away from home. She was penniless, that can’t be possible.”

It was then. The scattered puzzle-like memories began to emerge in my head.

“Now that I think about it, didn’t you say someone disappeared about a month ago?”

“That’s right. It was Emila Tyler!”

Johanna slapped her palms together as if she had remembered an incredible fact.

“Was Emilla a brunette?”

“Yes, she has always complained about her looks, saying that she looked as dull as a dry leaf…”

“What about her pupils? What were the colours of her eyes?”

Johanna hesitated at the sudden question. But she answered properly.

“Maybe green?”

“That’s right. She had dark green eyes!”

Johanna clapped her hands again. I muttered softly.

“…..The killer is after brown haired women.”

“Yes?”

“The killer targets brunettes. Right?”

“Yes, that’s right.”

Suddenly, the chair was pulled back and the potion, which was shaking precariously, fell to the floor. The glass bottle shattered and she screamed for me.

“Oh lady!”

“Does this make sense?”

Johanna, who doesn’t know what’s going on, asked me,

“Yes, yes?”

She expressed her doubts and was surprised.

“Even if I was possessed, it shouldn’t have been in a novel like this.”

“What are you talking about….”

“He’s a murderer.”

I looked at Johanna and said.

“A murderer who only targets women with brown hair and green eyes! Emila and the youngest of the herbalists were all harmed by that killer.”

The pieces of the fragment which were falling into one place, in my mind completed a series of stories.

That was the plot of a novel I read in my past life.

<The Murderer Targets Brown Hair> it is a mystery novel which was disguised as a romantic comedy.

In Bainan, the capital of the empire, people disappeared one after another. All of the missing people were women in their late teens to early 20s.

What’s common amongst them was that they all had brown hair and green eyes.

Noted.

As in other novels, most of the nobles in this novel boasted multicolour hair.

Therefore, brown hair was a hair color that only insignificant extras would have.

In fact, most of Bainan’s commoners had brown hair. Green eyes were also as common as black eyes in Korea.

So naturally, the killer’s targets were mainly commoners, and the military police did not put much effort into this matter.

The main character, Karina, was the only one who was struggling to find killer.

Sam Rudis, a nobleman and writer from another country, paid attention to this incident purely out of curiosity. Then he fell in love with Karina. Rudis was a quick-witted and broad-minded person.

With his help, she was able to find various clues to the case.

The identity of the killer was Aeon, the magic tower lord of the empire. A crazy killer who had a fetish for killing brown hair, green eyed women.

When Karina and Rudis attacked the magic tower, he already destroyed all the evidence.

Also, Aeon was very angry at the fact that his plan was ruined by these two insignificant people.

There was no exact explanation as to what the madman had planned. It was clear that it was something that was difficult for ordinary people to understand.

The novel ends with Aeon’s death after a close battle between life and death.

‘Can this really be called a happy ending?’

I shook my head. That was only from the perspective of Karina and the readers who supported her.

There was no happy ending in this novel for the many brown-haired women who died at the hands of the magic tower lord Aeon.

And I, too, was one of those brown-haired, green-eyed women who would be swept up in that fate.

The good news amongst all the misfortunes was that, the protagonist would catch the killer in just one year.

All you have to do is to avoid being noticed by the killer in the meantime. After realizing that, I always stayed in the house.

All the social activities and debutante activities that were expected to be attended by a member of the count family were overthrown by me.

There were rumors about me in the social circles that I was crazy, but the Count did not stop me from hiding into the mansion. No, he actually liked it.

What the Count needed was not a daughter who would imitate a noblewoman, but a machine that could produce drugs.

I was the ideal daughter for them as I stayed in the lab all day.