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Chapter 97




Chapter 97: 97
Take the fam back to the fort.\n
No one doubted the perfect maid.
By the way, while I was being a maid, she told me to call you Lynn.
Charlotte, who should know who she is,
“Was there such a maid?
And so much so that I’ve been totally fooled and asked.
Explaining that he was a fam, he had forgotten the existence of a fam in the first place. I don’t think the first time I saw him was long before I forgot…
Roselle naturally remembered.
And you’re not supposed to know, Mireille.
“Is that you, Lynn?”
And I saw the fam and called it that.
Speaking of which, Mireille came under me with an introduction to Fam.
I guess the name Lynn is the name you name when you disguise it.
When it comes to Mireille, don’t you realize who Fam is?
Well, I guess it has some conjecture.
I’m telling Mireille that I have a deal with a smart undercover mercenary, too.\n“Ah, it’s been a while, Mr. Mireille.”
“Thanks to you, I was able to safely serve as an officer.”
Congratulations ~
“Thank you. You look great in made-up clothes, too. As much as I’d like to eat.”
He only talks to the public without pointing out who Fam is on the spot.
After that, Mireille approached me,
“By the way, how smart is she?
and talked to me in a whisper.
Do you notice the boulder after all?
“I’m pretty sure you’re an expert. I have a proven track record of infiltrating the castle and stealing letters.”
“Hmm, Lynn, I don’t know if you mean it, but what role is he?
“Leader.”
“Is that kid the leader? You’re just a kid.”
“Oh, look. My actual age is twenty-two.”
“Heh, that’s surprising. I know you’re a man, but I didn’t know you were my age.”
“You know what a man is? \n“Oh, by and large, you know what I mean.
No, until I used my appraisal skills too, I just thought it was a woman…
Even after the appraisal, I didn’t know he was a man. More to the point, I still suspect a little. I didn’t see the evidence in person. Even if he tells me he’s a man from his own mouth, and he’s a man in an appraisal, it’s still a woman’s outfit that’s more complete than I suspect.
I didn’t know I’d see through that…
Mireille, could it be a man dressed as a woman?
Honestly, you’re a guy who doesn’t feel very feminine.
“Didn’t you just think about being rude?
Or I’m not thinking about it.
“I hope so.”
Mireille stared at me, and I panicked to deny it.
“But if that kid succeeds in the brilliant work of Samuk Castle, he’ll fall light. If they open a castle after losing in numbers, there’s nothing more they can do.”
Somehow Mireille had that look that didn’t seem interesting.
“Disgruntled?
“It’s not like that. I just want to fight more like this. You’re gonna get bored till Beltzd.”
Mireille yawned saying so.
\nI thought I might desperately save my life and discredit the clan if it were a rule that something capable would be executed.
That is the one competent figure in the hierarchy, and if he is in the statute of being executed, he is not confident that he can remain calm.
Since talent has nothing to do with the weight of life, I think this kind of thinking is inherently wrong. But I still have myself to bear that something talented gets killed.
Only people who decided to be helpful, were going to be appraised.
“Ars. Lord, have you tried to appraise the prisoners?
“Not yet, sir”
“Then you can try. Killing talented people is not a sneak idea.”
That’s what Klan said.
Are you going to help even those who do not swear allegiance if they are talented, once and for all?
It would be even more dangerous if I let him go into the field, so I think it would be the way to lock him in a cell and wait for him to change his mind.
But does that mean that the person I deem talentless will be killed?
That’s distressing.
But maybe that’s the cruel, but sensible way to do it.
If I lied and said they were all talented, I’d be hit by a boulder, so let’s not be pitiful here and tell the truth.
I appraised the prisoners with my appraisal skills.