Sharon is strong. He was not a weak wizard. If I were to rank among first-year students, I would be at least one of the top ten wizards, but I don’t know if I would be among them. However, the standard for strength is only that of a first year, so is Sharon really a strong wizard by the standards of the world?

    If you ask the question, it wasn’t like that. The spy’s skills would not be that strong by world standards. Will I be able to endure it, and what will happen if I cannot?

    With that curiosity carefully in mind, I put the ordered beer in a cup, went out into the hall, put it down, and shouted.

    “This is the beer you ordered!”

    Then, after putting the empty cup away, he quickly went to the counter, dipped the cup into the water, and looked at the hall for a moment. There were strangely many people today. There were few people, so I tried to go look for Sharon if I had to leave work early, but the situation unfolded as if that wasn’t allowed. Just as I was wondering if I should call Jeremy, I heard Aunt Toa’s voice.

    “You seem to be thinking too much.”

    “I’m worried about Sharon. Even though Sharon is a wizard at the Academy, you never know. It is also true that Ignolia has been ugly recently.”

    “Still, he’s a noble, so at least he’ll take care of himself.”

    “Even among the nobles, there are wizards who are weaker than me.”

    “There is no reason for all nobles to be strong. Are all nobles in Araelia strong? I don’t think so.”

    “… … That’s also true. There are many nobles who cannot use magic, and there are also many nobles who cannot use a sword.”

    “On the other hand, Sharon is probably strong, and in this lady’s opinion, Sharon is a strong person. Even though he is a noble, there is no one with that kind of personality who is weak.”

    “Well, I’m glad if that’s the case”

    After spitting out an answer, I picked up the food that Aunt Toa had put down and asked a question.

    “What table is it?”

    “Number 12.”

    “Yep.”

    I grabbed my food and walked to the table. Even as time passed quickly, erasing thoughts of Sharon was not as easy as I thought. Maybe nothing will happen… … Could it be that someone is watching Sharon, like Gerard showed up as soon as I was threatened?

    Now that I think about it, I noticed something strange. If you’re watching… … I’m sure Isabel or Erica would have figured it out, but they didn’t. What method is this? While I was thinking about that, I saw knights moving through the door of the tavern.

    The patrol is not over yet, and the spy has not yet been completely caught. The main body must be somewhere, and of course, since one of the clones has been captured, it won’t be as active as before.

    Meanwhile, I heard a voice in my ear.

    “Are you worried about anything?”

    “Well, I have a feeling something is going to happen tonight.”

    “You should know that usually when you think like that, something like that happens, but you’re still young, so I guess that doesn’t happen.”

    As I laughed at Uncle Hans’ words, he took a big gulp of wine and looked at me.

    “If you’re worried, why don’t you go out now?”

    “They might be aiming for that.”

    “I have too many thoughts.”

    I scratched my head at that answer. I have a lot of thoughts. Everyone around me has said that at least once. Isn’t it inevitable that you have a lot of thoughts? Because I’m worried.

    I bowed slightly to Uncle Hans, returned to the counter, grabbed a broom and came out to the front of the bar, saying I would clean the store for a while.

    The sky was particularly dark today. It’s more dangerous on nights like this, when you can’t even see the moonlight.

    And while I was thinking that, I heard a sound in my ear. The sound of the wind, like a small whisper.

    “I will leave work first.”

    When it was time to get off work, I said hello to Aunt Toa, quickly packed my bags and went out to the side of Ignolia. When I got to the side of the road, I closed my eyes for a moment and concentrated my thoughts. Did Sharon return? Or is it still Ignolia, alone? Have you already met the spy?

    The moment I was answering that question, I heard someone calling me. When I opened my eyes for a moment and looked at that person, senior Leonard was standing there.

    “It’s too cloudy to be called a good night.”

    “Are you on patrol?”

    “We haven’t completely dealt with the curse yet, and most of all, we haven’t completely caught the spy. That’s why the Araelia Knights haven’t withdrawn their troops yet.”

    “Have you seen Sharon?”

    “Sharen? Wasn’t he with you?”

    “Sharen headed to Ignolia alone to become bait.”

    Hearing what I said, Senior Leonard massaged his chin for a moment and then looked at me and said.

    “Who gave permission? That part is an area I haven’t heard of.”

    “Senior Erica gave permission.”

    “Since Erica gave permission, that guy must have been thinking something, or he may have waited for that. Still, Sharon being here is probably more dangerous than I thought.”

    “If I ever meet Sharon, I will ask you a favor.”

    “And you?”

    “I will look for Sharon first.”

    “Okay, be careful.”

    I bowed my head to Senior Leonard and then took a step forward. If it were Sharon’s personality, she definitely wouldn’t have headed to the main street. She would definitely have been wandering around the alleys.

    As I was walking down an unfamiliar alley, the tramps of Ignolia caught my eye. Since there was nothing good about making eye contact, I cautiously delved into the alleyway and was moving towards the underground capital of Ignolia when a tramp spoke to me.

    “What business do you have in a place like this?”

    “I don’t want to deal with you, so let’s go.”

    “You’re so cruel, I thought I’d give you some help.”

    “Is there any help you can give?”

    When I turned my gaze to look at the tramp, I couldn’t see the tramp’s face clearly. Perhaps because his head was covered with a robe, it seemed difficult to see his face even if he looked hard. But for some reason, an unknown feeling ran up my spine.

    “Are you looking for Sharon?”

    And in response to that question, I took out my cane and pointed it at him. As soon as I aimed the cane, he raised his arms as if he was used to it, showing no hostility, and I put the cane away.

    “Who are you?”

    He started laughing loudly at my question. The voices that rang in my ears began to disperse into many directions. I just looked at him as the sounds scattered from the voice I thought was clearly a man, to a woman’s voice, to a boy’s voice, to an old man’s voice.

    Then he laughed out loud and pulled back the robe that was covering his head. When I pulled back the robe, what I could see were black cat ears. Prisoner? Between the black eyes looking at me, the cat ears, the loud laughter, and the influx of information, I gave out the correct answer.

    “Jeremy?”

    “Correct answer!”

    “It’s dangerous to go down the alley alone.”

    “Are you waiting for me?”

    “Wow, suddenly a polite word. Even though I’m older than you, it’s still very awkward to say that, isn’t it? Why don’t you talk like you normally do?”

    “What… … So, were you waiting for me?”

    “To be exact, I was looking for Sharon and lost it, so I was wondering what I should do.”

    “What is Sharon?”

    “Wandered around the alley and disappeared somewhere. Who used magic?”

    In response, I clenched my fists.

    “Are you in a situation where you can say that comfortably? Something might happen.”

    “So?”

    At that moment, Jeremy turned and looked at me and smiled.

    “What would be different if I were there? Would anything be different if you were there? What if Isabel was there? Is that what you think? Of course it will change, but in the end, you know that the answer is what Sharon must do, right?”

    “It’s what I have to do.”

    “People who don’t even know the spy’s purpose talk a lot. If you live like that, will you die early?”

    At those words, a sigh escaped my lips. I liked my days as a cat, because I didn’t say it back then. Was he originally a prisoner? I wondered for a moment how things had changed, but I didn’t think about it too hard.

    “Where are you going now?”

    “I’m on my way to find Sharon, shouldn’t she be near where I last saw her?”

    I moved into the alley with Jeremy. As I entered the alley, there was a small door leading into an underground waterway, and the moment I saw the door, I naturally swallowed my saliva.

    This too must be a trap.

    “I have a lot on my mind, Astan.”

    “It’s not a sin to think too much.”

    After saying those words, I opened the door. As soon as I opened the door, I felt a bad smell and an eerie feeling ran up my spine, making me think that something was going to happen.

    We need to find Sharon. I quickly went down to the underground waterway and started walking down the underground waterway. There were also many vagabonds here. I wondered who I should ask, but I didn’t want to do dangerous work.

    While I was slowly walking forward, wondering where Sharon had gone, I heard a small sound of wind in my ear. Since the door was open, it was natural for wind to come in. but… …

    ‘Astan.’

    It seemed like a voice was coming from the sound of the wind. When I was startled by the sound and looked around, there was nothing around.

    Just on the cold path to the underground waterway and in the space where I was alone, I swallowed my saliva and held the cane in my hand.

    “Gerrard.”

    Are you here?

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