âWhatâs the matter, you look a lot more seriousâ\n
Seeing the faces of the two of us, Mr. Seiselk asks in a bewildered manner.
After a little thought, Mr. Ratlua took a big, deep breath as he had decided to be ready.
Let Mr. Seiselk, who was a little freaked out about the condition, sit in his chair and tell him what the exchange was at the store today and what the two of us were talking about.
â⌠no, but⌠butâŚâ
A deep wrinkle is carved between Mr. Seiselkâs eyebrows.
So hard to assume that the aristocracy we are now talking about is the person of the organization?
In my image, people do anything for money and power.
Mr. Seiselk sighs loudly.
âI think Ivyâs idea could be. But I donât think itâs Count Faltria.â
Count Faltria?
Could it be the noble name I suspect?
âWhy not?
âCount Faltria is the one who suggested control.â
âIs that right? Uh, how did you come up with a proposal for control?
âUh, I wonder what it was. But Count Faltria got the information on the merchant doing the back business. The merchant was in and out of the former merchantâs⌠No, it wasnât. The merchant should have been based in a different placeâŚâŚ That? How did you end up taking control of that place?
â⌠did you investigate a different place than the first one?
âOh, yeah. I wonder whose information it was. I canât remember.â
I donât think itâs possible that Mr. Seiselk can remember such an important thing.
What is conceivable is that information was deliberately hidden and flown.
But where did the information on the former merchant come from?
âIs that it? Why did it become that place?
Mr. Seiselkâs flashy voice arrives.
Mr. Ratlua also has a complicated face.\n
âAhhh! Iâm not good at this! Thatâs why I became an adventurer!
Mr. Seiselk suddenly messed up his hair with his hands and shouted out loud.
Mr. Ratlua and I were surprised and jumped out of the chair.
And stare at Mr. Seiselk, who still keeps giving you a roar that doesnât make sense.
⌠broken.
Mr. Seiselk is broken.
I gaze at Mr. Ratlua and sit back in the chair.
I donât know what to do, leave it for about 5 minutes.
Finally, the roar stopped.
Good.
I was really anxious to know what I would do if I stayed like this.
Iâm just a little nervous about him not showing his face, though.
âWhat are you doing?
Mr. Borolda looks at Mr. Seiselk with a flashing look as he turns to the voice he hears from behind.
Can I help you?
I mean, I need your help.
Mr. Ratlua tells you how heâs been and what heâs been talking about.
Again, Mr. Borolda seemed a little confused along the way, but he listened to me until the end.
âWell, so this is what happened to Seiselk. I donât like this guyâs drowsy stuff and heâs an adventurer. The adventurer, look, all you have to do is crusade.â
Really? Thatâs done a very bad thing.
Letâs not look at Mr. Ratlua looking kind of funny.
I donât want to get involved.
âBut Ivyâ
âYes.â \nI wonder what theyâll say.
I thought you were thinking too much.
âYouâre deluding the years. Youâre definitely not 9 years old. Be honest.â
Looks like Mr. Boroldaâs in a mess, too.
Iâm telling you, Iâm not confused.
It was read.
âWell, look, Ivyâs story surprised me. Itâs similar to what we talked about today.â
âWhat do you mean?
âI was called to Gilmouth in the morning, but there was also the head of the vigilante. So, he told me that our own people could have traitors. Apparently, thereâs a suspicious guy on the lookout.â
âWow, itâs doing exactly what Ivy said. Thatâs amazing, Ivy.â
âRight? So Iâm definitely not saying Iâm 9!
Even so, Iâm 9 years old in this look.
âSo, if the vigilante has a traitor, things change. About Meeraâs behavior.â
âOh, so you were called back in the middle of a lookout?
Mr. Seiselk gives you a face.
I kind of look like Iâve aged about 5 in the last few decades.
âOh, itâs going to be the other sideâs idea to move badly.â
âI see. So?
âThe same conclusion as Ivyâs, thereâs something in that ex-businessman. So, I looked into the person who told me to look into that place. At first, I assumed it was Count Faltria. And then he was designating a different place.â
âI remember that too, Count Faltria said the place was a private house off the village, right?
âThatâs right. So, it was Lord Foronda who changed it to that placeâ
Lord Foronda, I wonder if you are a nobleman ruling this town.
âLord Foronda, itâs one of the two I was going to tell Ivy.â
\nItâs not a magic bag, itâs a regular bag.
âUm, is there something in this bag?
âNo, thatâs okay. Cifal doesnât give a lot of people things. A little surprised.â
âNot really. Itâs a total mistake.â
Am I?
I got clothes that I could weave feathers from above, not just bags.
With that said, you got a beautiful glass too.
âFor now, we can discuss that again, and now weâre talking about Soraâs cooperation.â
Mr. Borolda stares at Mr. Seiselk and Mr. Ratlua discussing Mr. Sifalâs character in the way he has been exposed.
âBad. So, thatâs Soraâs cooperation. Can you do that?
âI think itâs okay. Sola, is Mr. Kara on your side that we met today? If youâre on my side, shake it twice. If not, stop.â
Something in the bag is pulling through my legs.
Mr. Kara seems to be fine.
âMr. Kara seems to be fine. Howâs Mr. Luiselia?
The bag vibration stops completely and does not show movement.
After all, he seemed to be from the organization.
Too bad.
From the three of us who were looking at the condition of the bag, a small voice rises.
âItâs strange as a bag move, isnât it?â
âThatâs okay. âCause some Tamers keep animals they tame in their bags.â
Really?
Then itâs okay to have a bag that moves on its own.