âHey, junior. Your sigh may cause the ground to fall. What makes you sigh like that?â
The mage engineers surveying the massive disc were conversing while wearing robes engraved with the Imperial design.
âI apologize, senior. Iâm worried⌠I havenât heard anything from my friends. The number of monsters has increased recently, and Iâm worried that this is the last letter I received from them.â
âUmm. Thatâs worrisome. Where did you say your hometown is?â
âIâm from Rycallion. It is a city on the western border.â
âOh my, thatâs far away. Itâs a dilemma that it would be difficult to even visit once.â
The junior mage engineerâs expression turned gloomy as the senior wizard engineer kicked his tongue.
âYes. It would be nice if they couldnât reply because they were too preoccupied with their workâŚ. Uh. Is it possible for me to take a vacation this month?â
âPlace the stamp of approval on top. You have my permission.â
âYes. Thank you very much, senior. Isnât it also time for senior to take a vacation?â
âThatâs right, but I need to catch up because things keep piling up like this.â
The senior wizard engineer let out a sigh.
âToday also? Why do you need to investigate a gate that is in good condition? It passed all safety checks at the beginning of the month.â
âYou are right. However, because it is a direct order from the Imperial Family, there is nothing we can do.â
âThatâs right. We should follow their orders. Also, His Highness the PrinceâŚNo.â
As if he had made a mistake, the senior mage engineer closed his mouth.
The title âHis Majesty the Princeâ became nearly a forbidden word once Ian joined the Holy Knights Division and thereby surrendered the claim to succession to the throne.
Even so, those who have served in the imperial family for a long time may be confused by Ianâs title.
âThere isnât anyone else who looks so good in imperial robesâŚ.Oh. Whatâs the point of thinking this way?â
The senior mage engineer shook his head.
âHmm. This is an order from Sir Ian himself, what should we do?â
âHowever, that seems a little unreasonable!â
Another mage engineer, who had been inspecting quietly the entire time, suddenly complained.
âUh-huh. Itâs too loud.â
âEveryone has their field. Havenât we been taught not to make someone do something theyâve never done before? No, whatâs the big deal about calling me when Iâm working somewhere else? âŚ..Huh?â
The mage engineer, who had been grumbling, then stopped talking.
âUh? Why thisâŚThis, this canât be happening.â
âWhat is it? Whatâs going on?â
âSe-Senior. Please come over here.â
With a trembling voice, the mage engineer called the senior.
The measuring device that was measuring the mana pouring through the gate reported abnormal amounts at some times. Even after it had easily beyond its maximum, the needle in the instrument panel measuring the amount of mana was shaking in an attempt to reach even higher.
âThisâŚâŚThis canât be happening. Whatâs wrong with this?â
âDamn it.â
The senior mage engineer who was checking the figures gasped in shock.
âEveryone get out of here. Get out of the gate!â
The mage engineers bolted like rabbits with fire in their tails in an instant.
âMagic Tower! Contact the Magic Tower! Someone, please get me some magic neutralizer!â
âItâs an emergency! emergency!â
The gate management office was engulfed in chaos like hell on earth.
***
When I turned around, a handsome young man was waving at me, his face shaped like a fox.
âRi, uhm uhm. Baron Monahan?â
Rizelo in the form of Ray Monaghan approached me. I wielded my tongue inside.
[TL/N: Wielding oneâs tongue means being unable to speak as one is dumbfounded.]
âThis Master of Magic Tower has a large liver.â
[TL/: having a large liver means being fearless, daring, and audacious.]
Heâs very good at disguising himself and sneaking around the Cathedral. I admired his bravery before approaching Rizelo. Unlike at the wedding, his appearance this time felt perfectly timed.
âWhat perfect timing! Baron Ray.â
âIâve never seen you so happy when you see me!â
âHaha, what are you talking about? Itâs good to see Ray again.â
I muttered, a smirk on my face.
âDame Joan, can I speak with Ray for a moment?â
âIâll be waiting.â
Dame Joan nodded, wearing a solemn face.
***
I approached Rizzello and spoke in hushed tones.
âCan you activate the barrier where the sound is distorted right now?â
âSure. Wait.â
After that, Rizelo raised his index finger and acted to be cute.
âTa-da. Itâs done now.â
ââŚ..Good. Thank you.â
After I finished thanking him, I brought up the main topic.
âBy any chance, Could you find someone for me?â
âHaha.â
Rizelo said with a friendly smile.
âMagic Tower is not an information guild, Lady.
âReally? Wasnât the Magic Tower the place where you were supposed to be able to sell anything to customers?â
For a brief moment, Rizzello stared at me silently. Soon, he made a mischievous grin.
âThatâs my favorite phrase. Can I use it as a slogan?â
âSure. Use it.â
Then I strike up a discussion with him, trying to hide my frustration.
âThen, can we expect a look that matches the slogan now? Could you find someone?â
âWho do you so desperately want to find? Letâs start with that.â
Rizelo said, stroking his chin. I wielded my tongue and became jittery. This isnât the time to negotiate with this wizard leisurely!
Neither the location nor the timing was perfect. Rizelo smiled as if he sensed my worry.
âDonât be too hard. Ray Monahan has been a devout believer since then. Walking around the cathedral isnât strange at all.â
ââŚIs that so?â
âHaha. Should we meet more safely if youâre nervous? Miss Melody is a friend of ours.â
Are you going to dress up as a woman again?
With an unpleasant expression on my face, I looked at Rizelo.
âHowever, meeting Melody, a woman, as opposed to Ray, a man, would attract less attention. After all, I am a married woman.â
I remembered Ian, who met Ray yesterday, had warned me not to approach him.
Yow. I groaned and nodded.
âThen Iâll ask permission to pay you a visit today in Lady Melodyâs name.â
Rizelo smiled as he said it.
âI donât know who you are looking for, but please offer us as much information and a description of that personâs face in detail. Oh, and.â
Rizello murmured, his voice dropping even lower.
âKakulta essence, itâs slowly getting in stock.â
I was surprised and looked up at him.
If itâs Cakulta Essence, itâll be the key to breaking the time-limited curse.
However, it was the ingredient that caused me to return to the Magic Tower in vain because I couldnât buy it at the time due to drug ingredients.
âHow did you know? Thatâs what Iâm looking for.â
âHaha. Do you think that I donât know whatâs going on in my tower?â
Rizelo shrugged and continued to speak.
âIf you still need it, Iâll bring it in the next visit.â
âMaster.â
I smiled politely and adjusted my posture.
âIâd appreciate it if you could do it for me. Thatâs kind of you.â
âHmm. Sure.â
Rizelo smiled and waved his hand.
âThen Iâll see you again today.â
âYep. Please get back safe.â
I bowed politely and watched Rizeloâs back as he left.
Rizelo never asked why I needed Kakulta Extract. With his business philosophy of not inquiring about customersâ intentions, he would not investigate inquisitively in the future.
I liked that point. Rizelo was without a doubt the ideal partner with whom to collaborate. If only you had some money.
âWell, then, first of all, I have to after think about how to ask him to find Elliot-â
âWhat are you doing?â
âAckkkk.â
A strange noise caused me to fall. When I turned around and regained my balance, there stood a face I didnât want to believe.
âSi-Sir Ian.â
Why is this ghost-like person here?
[TL/N: This phrase has been explained before.]
âWhen did you return? Haha. I thought you were going to the Knights Headquarters.â
âThe departure schedule for going to the war has been confirmed, and I was on my way to you because I had something to deliver.â
Ianâs attention was drawn to the area behind my back. Rizelo had been crossing the garden in the same direction for quite some time.
With a gentle expression on my face, I spoke softly.
âI see. Did you decide to leave right away?â
âYou must be quite close to each other.â
Ian covered my question with a question of his own.
I couldnât help but laugh haha.
âI just ran into someone I knew and said hello for a while.â
âYouâve been staring at his back for a long time for that sort of thing.â
I felt a sense of panic and tightened my lips. His voice, which was interrogating me, was cold.
âDid you notice Rayâs real identity?â
No, if Ian had discovered Rayâs true identity, he would have acted immediately. Not just by talking about it in this manner.
Right. He probably wouldnât have noticed. I decided to believe it and brazen it out.
âNot at all. I think youâre mistaken. By the way, do you have anything youâd want to share with me? What exactly is it?â
I thought it naturally led to the last questions.
But the next thing I knew, I was almost choked.
âIs he your type?â
ââŚ..What?â
âI asked you if he was your type.â
Ian said, nodding in the direction Rizelo had disappeared. He was so misunderstood that I became dumbfounded. Ian tilted his head as to how he interpreted my reaction.
No. It was just because Rizelo is a bombshell called Master of Magic Tower.
His facade evolved into a true show over time. I didnât know where to start when it came to rectifying this ridiculous misunderstanding.
âDo you like him?â
âItâs not like that.â
I couldnât stand it, so I raised my voice.
âDo you want to know what my type is? I hate that kind of flirting. I prefer a man who is as straightforward and honest as big dogs who only look at me!â
It was so frustrating that I realized I was expressing my preference without even realizing it.
I -ahem- cleared my throat.
âAn acquaintance?â
âYeahâŚWell, someone, I used to be friends with.â
I have a history of not telling Ian about my past. This time, too, I roughly stuttered, giving the impression that I wasnât expecting it in detail.