“How long do you plan to stay?”

    This is not a question. It means to turn it off quickly.

    Only after Aila came back, was she scratching her stomach, and had her patience been tested to the limit by me constantly testing her titles, did Master tell us to please go do some business.

    “I guess so. I have to go see Peria now! Irim, please guide me!”

    “Yes. Well thought out. Please, just shut up.”

    I convey Thistle’s words to such a teacher.

    “Then I will take you there. Oh, and Sisle said she would like to see it?”

    “Me?”

    “Yes. First of all, you are a believer. I know Deshade is annoying, but he still asked me to stop by at least once. Since we are members of the same denomination, I wanted to talk about various things.”

    “… Got it. But let’s go later, not now. If it’s a place where Feria is, doesn’t that mean it’s a resuscitation center? That god might be there, but if you meet that elf and Deshade at the same time, you might really go crazy.”

    “Of course. See you later then. Sister?”

    “Keu… Anyway, go and come back.”

    I play with it one more time before I leave.

    Now they seem to have given up on making their own choices, and no matter what I call them, they are resigned to it and don’t react much.

    After all, it’s something that takes time, and I found it so fun that I kept changing her name and teasing her, and after egging her on for about an hour, I think she’s completely exhausted now.

    Leaving her behind, I left the supply center and followed the road to the resuscitation center.

    As was the case yesterday, people came to see Deshade again today.

    Seeing all the people crowded together makes me feel motion sick.

    There will be Deshade and Thistle inside the huge tent, but Peria said she is doing business, so they are probably outside the tent.

    So, Aila and I walked around the tent wall, making our way through the crowd, and found someone we knew.

    Astesia, wearing a straw brimmed hat, was standing in front of the tent.

    “Hello. Astesia.”

    “Ah, Lee Rim. Welcome.”

    Astesia was controlling the number of people in front of the tent to prevent the crowd from crowding too much and causing the tent to collapse.

    Looking at the beads of sweat on his forehead, he must have been working for quite some time.

    However, as if she was trying to hide her distressed appearance, she straightened her back and greeted me as soon as she saw me.

    “Are you okay? You said you were busy?”

    “No. Less than yesterday. Most people who came for the first time left quickly after answering their questions. Now, we are providing reception information to those who arrive late.”

    It seems to me that the number of people is still quite large, but things seem to be okay today.

    I asked Astesia where Peria was.

    “Have you ever seen Peria? He said he would do his own thing around here.”

    “Peria, you can go to the back of here. He asked to borrow a table and a chair, took them with him, and stayed there all day meeting people.”

    “Really? thank you. And don’t overdo it and drink water. Wipe off the sweat.”

    Just then, sweat was rolling down Astesia’s cheek again, so I wiped it away with my sleeve.

    Then Astesia blushed and stayed still.

    “Ah, thank you.”

    “First, I’ll go to Peria and come back. Oh, and…”

    I tried to say something after that, but I just blurted out my words.

    “Yes?”

    “Uh… no. If you’re having a hard time, tell Sisul, or if anyone tries to do something strange, come to me.”

    “Ah, yes. Thank you.”

    “Yes. Well then, I’ll just go.”

    Astesia and I were both busy and it had been a while since we had seen each other, so I wanted to talk more, but I was at a loss as to what to say.

    It’s not that I stay away from it or anything like that.

    It’s just that we haven’t had a very long conversation since that day, so it’s an awkward situation for both of us.

    Today, with the intention of breaking up the awkward relationship, I happened to bump into her and approached her by talking to her, but in the end, I couldn’t stand the atmosphere and left.

    “Irim. Who is that kid?”

    “Uh… I’ll tell you later.”

    There was nothing I could do. It could be said that we are not ready for each other yet.

    After that, I went to the back of the tent and saw that Feria had set up a temporary store.

    A very simple store made with desks and chairs borrowed from Astesia.

    In front of the desk, there was a tactless-looking piece of cloth with the words [Daily Sales Trickster Branch Office] written on it, and there were quite a few people gathered around the tent.

    Next is the “ character. People who said they were asking about puppetry should come forward.”

    About 20 people draw a line on the floor, stay at a distance, and come forward when Peria calls their name.

    When such people come to the front, Peria points people’s heads in his direction and gives them the information they want in exchange for money.

    Then, the people who bought the information leave immediately to do their own research after hearing what they need.

    Of course, among them, there were wizards who tried to make illegal profits.

    “Ah! The guy walking on the line just used a strange spell on his ear! Is it okay to eavesdrop? Release that right now!”

    “My, when did I do that!”

    “It’s no use trying to tell. Everyone listen carefully! If you don’t remove the spell that guy put on your ear, you won’t be able to do business any longer, so everyone should know that!”

    “What? How long are we waiting now, don’t you use the magic right now, you bastard!”

    “What kind of wizard would do something like that just to save a few pennies! Aren’t you embarrassed?”

    As Peria instigates, the wizards who have been in line for a long time criticize the wizard for his strange behavior.

    “Oh, no, I’m not good at hearing so… I solved it! I solved it! You think it’s because I don’t have money, I’m so dumbfounded!”

    Then the wizard finally broke the spell and was sent to the back of the line by Peria.

    It’s an amazing sight.

    Wizards who gather among themselves, are stiff-headed even in front of nobles, and sweep up all kinds of wealth.

    However, such wizards were not as visible as they are now.

    When a trickster appears, the wizards rush to get the information they want and then go back to conduct their research. There is no dignity at all.

    “No, why are you trying to get so much?”

    “A lot. What do you say is a lot? This is information you can’t get anywhere else except from Trickster. 15 gold is a very cheap price. Pay the money quickly.”

    “Eng… It’s here.”

    In front of Peria, the wizards looked no different from adventurers trying to save a penny in a back alley market.

    The adventurers are trying to save a penny in case things don’t go well, and the wizard, who is incomparably wealthy, is doing something petty to save money.

    It’s true that those who have more do more.

    And at the center of it all, there is a trickster who controls people.

    At that time, in the middle of the line created by those magicians, a person emerged who could not stand it.

    “…Ey! How long do I have to wait! If it’s money, I’ll give you twice as much. Quickly tell me the information I want first!”

    A young wizard with short hair crossed the line drawn on the floor, came in front of Peria, and threw a money bag.

    Ayla saw that and whispered to me.

    “Irim. If I do that, won’t other people criticize me? People with money are stronger?”

    “If you say it’s strong, it’s strong. That doesn’t mean I don’t get criticized, though.”

    As Eila said, what the young wizard did was not a very good behavior in the eyes of others.

    However, no one uttered the profanity that would immediately come out in a situation like this.

    The people who came forward first also made no protest as they were pushed by him.

    “Do you think you might be a great person?”

    “Shh. Adventurer girl, be quiet. He is high.”

    A middle-aged wizard standing near us pays attention to Aela’s words.

    Since he happened to be the one to interfere first, I try to get information from him.

    “Who is that person?”

    “No, you don’t know that person? This person looks like an adventurer, but even so, the person next to you is… Oh, is it a soul disease? Then you probably don’t know.”

    Before speaking, the wizard checked to see if he was looking in this direction and then explained.

    “He is the second son of the Sieghill family, a ducal family in the Kingdom of Silderion.”

    “If it’s the Kingdom of Silderion… isn’t it a kingdom in the east? The land there has been completely eaten up by demons. Then isn’t he a duke in name only?”

    “Well, it’s not wrong. Still, even though he has only recently become a wizard, he is quite intelligent and is attracting attention in the academy. In that case, even if the duchy was completely ruined and had no land, if the war continues and the territory is recovered, he will be the talent to revive the duchy. So, if you treat it carelessly, you could end up in big trouble. But still, it wouldn’t be a good idea to do that to Trickster.”

    ‘The duke’s second son. Even though he comes from a completely ruined family, he seems to be treated quite well. Still, aren’t all nobles really this cheap?’

    After listening to him, I could understand his rude attitude.

    Still, I can understand it, but it is an attitude that I would never think would be viewed that favorably.

    To be honest, I have never seen a single polite person among nobles other than Hygenic.

    Not all knights become knights, so I don’t know if Vincent is a nobleman or not, so I’ll leave it aside. If I think about it, I’ve only seen nobles who always have a high-handed attitude and try to manipulate others even though they are not from their own domain.

    Then there was a loud noise.

    bang!

    When Peria’s order is disrupted to the point where she can no longer proceed with work in order, she gets irritated and responds by folding her notebook and putting her legs up on the desk.

    “Over there. I guess your noble brother doesn’t know much about tricksters? Don’t get on my nerves and go back and wait in line. Order is more important than money.”

    “I don’t know about tricksters? Bullshit, of course you know! Traitors who are blinded by money and even sell us out to demons! Know that the reason you are alive is because you still have value!”

    “Hey. I see.”

    Even in front of the duke’s second son, who doesn’t know why he’s so angry, Peria doesn’t move.

    ‘Should I stop this?’

    There were veins in the eyes of the man who was looking at Peria, and if he had a little more, he would have to pay for it.

    When the man saw Peria like that, he scolded her again.

    “Do you know who I am!”

    “I know well. Was it Sieghill Etouzanne Macren? He is the second son of the duke of the ruined Sieghill family. If you ask our organization, you can hear the story of their family, from the number of dishes to what is contained in the safe inside the castle. Especially that safe, you don’t know what was in there, right? If you keep doing that, it can all blow up. So just go back.”

    ‘Information is handled up to that point.’

    Now that I’ve reached that level, I think I know what it means to be truly scared.

    I am a person who has nothing to do with power struggles or the quest for knowledge, so I had no idea how far the Trickster group handles information.

    At most, I thought they only handled information about the hidden children of members of a certain family, but it seems their information power is stronger than I thought.

    If that’s true, wouldn’t thieves come to the tricksters first before robbing somewhere?

    However, despite Peria’s attitude, the second son did not back down.

    “If it’s on fire, blow it! Because it’s already been done! Because of you, our family and kingdom are ruined! How dare you insult me when you can’t even thank me for sparing the life of a hateful traitor right now?”

    ‘No, it’s an insult and all, but they interpret the story of just keeping order in some way or another.’

    It seems that there is something close to his family between him and Trickster.

    “Ugh. I don’t want to talk more, so let’s stop here. Business ends today! The rest of the people in line blame this guy. Or maybe he would come visit me later in the village separately. Now, it’s really over!”

    Peria seemed to have decided that there was no longer any time to do business or anything else, so he declared the end.

    But then-

    match!

    ‘… Who is that bastard talking to now?’

    The moment he finished speaking, the Duke’s son slapped Peria’s cheek and grabbed her by the collar.

    “Who are you trying to end on your own right now? I am Markren of the Sieghill family. I can’t take it anymore. I’ll make you pay! This kind of treatment actually suits people like you.”

    The second son who said that created fire in his hand and tried to burn Peria’s face with it.

    I couldn’t just watch any longer.

    “Stop it, right?”

    Before Peria got hurt further, he quickly walked over and grabbed the second son’s wrist.

    Apparently he wasn’t very good at magic yet, and the flames disappeared just by holding his arm.

    The second son whose magic was interrupted looks back at me in anger, but since he used magic, I have a justification.

    No one is allowed to use magic carelessly within the unit. That is the rule set by the corps commander.

    The duke’s second son continued to protest, his arm still being held by me.

    “What kind of low-class person is being rude to me again? Do you want to die?”

    ‘No, you speak so beautifully.’

    I was so upset that I called him a name I didn’t really want to use.

    “Uh… he’s a bishop.”

    “Bishop?”

    I didn’t like the way he kept talking about the duke’s name and being arrogant.

    So, not wanting to lose, I try to subdue him by using my title-only status.

    “Yes. Bishop of Deshade Church. Like your family, I have no land or anything. Anyway, the use of magic is prohibited within the unit, so it would be better to stop, right? This is a rule set by the corps commander himself. And if you kill that trickster using magic, then it would be a murder charge, but is it okay for the duke’s second son to go around killing people like this? If I have any extra strength, I’ll go out to the battlefield and use it. Why are you fucking here?”

    There are already many witnesses.

    Normally, he might have passed by without even paying attention to the nobles out of fear that something troublesome would happen, but now, no matter how he suppressed them, he went so far that it could easily be called self-defense.

    So it’s okay to go strong now.

    The duke’s second son, whether aware of the situation or not, continued to shout out only what he wanted to say, like cicadas.

    “This is an act of punishment for traitors! My anger is justified when I think of the people in my family who died because of these guys! And the bishop? I have already met your god. A bishop who serves that ungodly man, ha! That’s not even funny. You guys are bishops and all, so play house in moderation. If you don’t let go of this hand right now, I will kill you too.”

    “Try it.”

    It looks like he plans to use force no matter what.

    The magical power in the air begins to gather again in his hands.

    But honestly, I can’t lose against a wizard at this distance.

    What on earth does this guy believe and do this?

    In the end, he crossed the line.

    “I guess life is not a waste. I will kill you.”

    The wizard began chanting.

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