Entering through the window meant breaking the barrier of the mansion.
It was a barrier that couldnât be penetrated easily except for the noblesâ carrier birds⊠First of all, I could gather one piece of information.
That the opponentâs abilities were not average.
âBut heâs just a boy.â
Maybe 15-years-old?
Judging by his size and voice, he was just a boy of that age.
I quickly searched through my brain, but there was no character like that among the characters I knew. Especially with that black hair, Sislin was the only major character with that.
âIs it a camouflage?â
âYou have a lot of thoughts, Annette.â
Huhâ
I blinked my pale green eyes.
âOh, did you see that?â
âI will reveal my identity. I come from Circe Intelligence.â
Circe Intelligence. I had heard of it. In the <Dark Guild and History> class.
It was said that if you become a noble, you would have to deal with such illegal information dealers for the sake of social politics in the future.
ââŠTeacher, you didnât say I would be trading at 12-years-old.â
âHere is a business card.â
The smiling mask (even though it was a mask, when the other person smiled or spoke, his dark eyes and mouth moved) held out a business card to me.
It was quite a business attitude.
ăCirce Intelligence Guild.
I will be your friendâ„ă
âWhatâs with this creepy heart?â
âI want you to know that the heart is the point.â
Flinch.
I looked at the mask that seemed to pierce through me. And I said with a little bit of caution.
âHow did you know my name was Annette, and how did you know I needed help?â
The mask grinned.
âThereâs nothing we donât know.â
That sounded like a pretty good line from an âintelligence guild memberâ, but I thought.
âUmmm, thatâs too pretentious.
By now, rumors of an unmarried prince adopting a daughter would be circulating in the Imperial Palace, and if he didnât know about such a big event, then he didnât deserve to be called an âinformerâ.
Moreover, the existence of the Forest was known secretly among the nobles, so it was not difficult to connect with me.
Besides, I recently went to socialization training.
But the thing was, I needed help right now. And the fact that he broke the barrier of this Forest and came to exactly where I am wasâ
âHonestly, Iâm surprised.â
He seemed a little trustworthy.
âShall I do some more testing?â
âDo you know what I need right now?â
âSure.â
The masked boy rubbed his chin and smiled.
âYou want to escape. Tomorrow morning. The cleanest way to escape would be from the carriage going to the Imperial Palace.â
ââŠâŠ!â
Itâs real, itâs real!
âBut I have nothing to offer you in return.â
I cradled the âKokokâ treasure bag in my arms. Just like a squirrel who kept almonds in both cheeks and chewed them up.
(TL/N: âKokokâ to suggest itâs full of things hahaha.)
âIf I use Julius, itâs free!â
He chuckled.
âAh, thatâs not the treasure Iâm looking for.â
âHow does he know itâs a treasureâŠ?â
âI can tell just by the sound noise. And Iâm good at smelling things.â
He smiled, rounding his fingers.
This guy, he was just saying heâs crazy about money.
âAfter you grow up, do one thing I want. That is the price of this transaction.â
ââŠHm.â
I looked at him suspiciously.
âAt first glance, it seems like a great deal.â
He said it lightly that I didnât need to pay the price right now, and would only need to do one request when I grew up.
âIf heâs really saying that, then heâs a pushover, right?â
He offered a great favor⊠It was just a free service right now.
âBut that canât be true.â
People like that wouldnât want money, instead he would ask for something that fit the bill once I grew up.
âDoes he know that I am the heir?â
âI donât think so.â
If he knew that I was the heir, he would ask me to use that ability right now, rather than wait for another time to use it.
The need for âresonanceâ to use the power of the sorcerer was not known to the people on the outside.
âItâs not a bad opportunity.â
âThen can you do one more thing?â
Of course, if I use Julius, itâs free.
However, there was a downside; if Julius disappeared from the Forest, the childrenâs talented noble etiquette teacher would be gone, and I didnât want to take that away from them.
Above allâ
âThere is a service that Julius cannot provide.â
The boy behind the mask smirked and made an interesting expression.
The area around the eyes was black, so I couldnât even see his real eye color, but I was surprised to register the âinteresting expressionâ.
âLetâs listen and decide?â
âThere may be people who want to pursue me in the future. Please erase my traces from them. Thoroughly.â
Most probably, Gerard and the people he hired.
âBut it wonât be long.â
He would probably look for me like crazy for a while, but as with that kind of chase, if the opponent didnât show up after a while, he would be somewhat discouraged and the âintensity of the chaseâ would be lowered.
âBesides, the place Iâm going to hide in is very, very far away.â
The bakeryâs planned opening location was on an island, which could be considered a closed one, far from the Empire.
So, if only the initial focused tracking was blocked, it would be worth enduring to some extent after that.
âItâs not difficult.â
The masked boy readily answered.
âAs expected.â
âInstead, I can increase my request to two, right?â
I shook my head resolutely at the two extended fingers.
âNo! Iâll pay for this with a treasure. Calculated by the duration of the blocking request.â
âI donât know what he will ask for, but I canât give him two wishes.â
In order to reduce the uncertainty of the future, it was good to prevent as much as possible what money could prevent.
In addition, if I trade with an informant, I could pay with treasures that I could encash only later as an adult.
It meant that treasures that could not be used immediately could also be used like cash.
It was beneficial to me in many ways.
ââŠHmm, I see. I canât have two wishes.â
The masked boy had a somewhat disappointed expression on his face (his eyes went down all the way, like a disappointed dog), but he nodded anyway.
âGood. Then itâs a deal!â
âGreat.â
I shook hands with the phantom thief boy.
Then silence.
ââŠâŠ.â
ââŠâŠ.â
As I rolled my eyes, I asked,
ââNow, do we write a contract or something, or should we share blood?â
âWhat? Hahaha!â
The masked boy grabbed his stomach and laughed.
I scratched my cheek in embarrassment.
âThere must be evidence of the contractâŠâ
âThat business card is proof.â
ââŠâŠ?â
That crappy business card?
I looked at the business card again.
ăCirce Intelligence Guild.
I will be your friendâ ă
âIt shamelessly turned into a star!
âThe contract is valid from today. Iâll come pick you up tomorrow morning. If you press âitâ on the carriage, there will be a way out.â
Clinkâ
Hearing something entering my treasure bag, I looked inside.
Uhh, itâs a magic tool the size of a fingernail, right?
âHey there, Sir. What happens when I press thisââ
He disappeared!?
When I raised my head, the phantom thief boy had disappeared.
Only the old curtains in the warehouse were swaying leisurely against the large moonlit night sky.
âIt was like a ghost.â
I looked at the magic tool given to me by the information merchant within the moonlight.
Gulp, the saliva passed.
âWhat happens when I press this?â
The answer was soon known.
***
âAre you here, Master?â
Circeâs Intelligence base.
The guild members bowed their heads sharply towards the boy in the phantom thief outfit who was walking around the dark interior.
Each of the guild membersâ montages were full of individuality, and about 10 of their previous convictions looked funny, plus there was no sense of incongruity even if their faces were imprinted on wanted flyers right away.
The head of intelligence who was leading themâŠ
The master of Circe was very famous in the underworld under the name of âBalrogâ.
<Balrogâs muzzle hits even if it shoots into the air>
These nonsensical phrases spread like a myth in the underworld.
The master of guns and the one who raised Circeâs Intelligence into the Empireâs greatest underworld guild.
His identity wasâŠ
âHey, is my son sleeping well?â
It was the father of a child.
âHe fell into a good sleep.â
âThe master showed off his beastly side, practiced shooting 10 rounds of bullets, ate his nom nom, and just fell asleep.â
A guild member with a savage cut on his face gave a brief report, naturally ignoring the enormous gap between âfoodâ and â10 rounds of bulletsâ.
âYes.â
Balrog answered with satisfaction, took off his mask, and loosened his camouflage.
Soon, innocent blond hair fluttered, and emerald green eyes were revealed.
With Indian dimples attractively dented on his smiling cheeks.
Suddenly, he grew taller and sat on a chair with his long legsâŠ
It was Marquis Bizet Winston.
Bizet smiled brightly and innocently as he gazed at the guild members.
âOh, I have one thing to do when the day dawns.â
âWhat?â
All of a sudden?
It was a pretty rushed schedule, but the guild members who were familiar with the improvisation of their master only put on a face expressing, âMaster, again?!â.
Balrog was a single father raising his son alone after losing his wife, and he was kind and warm to children, butâ
He was quite a scary man when he was a dark intelligence agent in the underworld.
With a single finger, he could control men with such vicious appearances who were closer to monsters.
The one-eyed man glanced towards the side.
âIt looks like our master has started working again?â
The muscular man on the other side quickly stroked his nose.
âShut up and just listen.â
âThat⊠What is the request?â
Bizet explained.
âI will help a girl escape tomorrow morning. From a carriage to the Imperial Palace.â
ââŠMaster, is it possible that you are attacking the Princeâs carriage?â
Their master replied with a smile as pure as a flower.
âVery accurate.â
âF*ck.â
At the same time, the menâs already ferocious face became more terrifying.
Now, they looked quite happy.
It was the same for him, probably because it all felt like fate.
He laid down early to sleep tonight, but the teleport connected to Annette was on the bedside table, so he received the letter right away.
After reading Annetteâs letter, it took less than a minute to teleport and arrive in the Forest (of course, the barrier was neutralized by his own ability).
The whole situation was like âa special relationship between a father-in-law and a prospective daughter-in-lawâ.
âActually, it was a simple coincidence.
After completing all interpretations according to his wishes, Bizet opened his mouth, with eyes twinkling like the morning star.
âI have to raise that child wellâŠâ
The guild members anticipated his next words.
âIs he going to eat her?â
âIs he trying to catch her?â
With clenched fists, Bizet announced.
âI will definitely make her my daughter-in-law!!!â
Thatâs riâ?!
The guild membersâ eyes shook as they looked at each other.
However, they knew well to not question when there was a subtle madness in their masterâs eyes.
âŠWhyâŠwas he so overwhelmed by himself?
âThen, shall we prepare for battle?â
Just then, a voice was heard from behind.
âFather.â
ââŠâŠ.â
It was his son, Kyle, who had fallen asleep after practicing with the magic gun, shooting 10 rounds of bullets.
Suddenly awake, the boy who appeared at the door said, shining green eyes under chestnut-like hair.
âPlease lend me your mask tomorrow. I will disguise myself as Father and carry out the operation for you.â
âKyle, thatâs-â
Bizet made a slightly troubled face. But the chestnut head did not retreat.
âI personally⊠want to save the lady.â
Little 10-year-old Kyle made dangerous remarks about going to the scene of the slaughter and pointed out what he was most worried about.
âBut, youâŠâ
He straightened up.
âYou are very shy in front of Annette.â
ââŠâŠ!â
Twitch. Kyle blushed.
ââŠItâs okay if I disguise myself with a mask. Though Iâm embarrassed of making eye contact with the lady.â
âWell, if you say so.â
Bizet smiled and looked at the members of Circe.
âEveryone is okay with it, right?â
Balrogâs successor, Kyle, like other Winstons, has been on the field since the age of eight.
Although he was a nervous and shy boy when handing out a flower to the lady, his skill was acceptable.
In particular, he shot with a magic gun as well as his father. At his young age.
In the next few years, he would become a master who surpasses Balrog. All the members of Circe, who had vicious-looking faces, nodded their heads happily.
âIt will be fun to work with you.â
âIt will be good to work together with the master for this operation, itâs been a while. Hahaha!â
âOkay then.â
Bizet cleared the situation, stroking his chin.
âI will go right away, as soon as the sun comes up.â
***
And dawn broke in the deep blue sky.
Dududududuâ
A magnificent procession of carriages approached the morning Forest, raising dust from afar.
Gerardâs red eyes that were looking out the car window were cold.