Shael observed Eran’s outstretched hand, as Eran, mistakenly identifying Shael as the money bag, sought to borrow some money.
Choosing to disregard the confusion, Shael retrieved a bottle of potion, the very one she had found in Eran’s possession in the past.
“Do you know what this potion is for?”
Eran nodded his head. Proving that contrary to what he had previously said, he knew what the potion was for.
“What is it for?”
“Why would I tell you that?” Eran retorted.
Shael didn’t answer Eran’s words. She took out her heavy wallet and handed a gold coin to Eran.
Then Eran opened his mouth without any refusal.
“I heard it’s a potion that helps love. I don’t know the details either.”
A potion that helps love. It was obvious who the potion was for.
It was for Shael.
But Shael didn’t feel happy.
It would be fine even if Eran didn’t use these things.
Shael felt a bit disappointed, and she put the potion in her pocket. She would use it as a reminder that she would have to punish Eran once he was sober.
‘Looks like the matter of the potion is solved for now.’ Shael thought as she looked at Eran, and frowned.
Did Eran divulge secrets to another woman that even she was unaware of?
This warranted punishment!
‘How should I punish him?’
Reflecting on past experiences with Eran, particularly when he had subjected her to a barrage of head-flicks, Shael approached him, contemplating the suitable punishment.
Before Shael’s could reach her, Eran grabbed Shael’s wrist.
“You can’t, because Shael hates this.”
Eran was reluctant to come into contact with other women.
His words eased Shael’s mood, and forgetting her anger as if she had become a fool, she decided to ask
Eran about another subject.
“You’ve been worrying a lot lately. What is it about?”
The question was followed by another gold coin. And before long, Eran opened his mouth.
“It was because of that damn Mage Tower Lord and Crown Prince.”
It was an answer that Shael had no choice but to pay close attention.
Eran had a conversation with the Mage Tower Lord without Shael’s knowledge. However, Shael didn’t know the details of the conversation between Eran and the Mage Tower Lord. And today, she would be able to unravel the mystery.
So as not to forget Eran’s words, Shael focused her everything on Eran with bated breath.
Eran’s expression turned sad. He had a sullen expression on his face, as if he were remembering a sad past.
Eran, who only showed his dependable side, was now showing such a weak side.
Shael’s heart shook. It was to the point where she wanted to protect Eran.
Eran had such a sad expression on his face. It was clear that the Mage Tower Lord and the Crown Prince had somehow harmed Eran.
Shael couldn’t bear to ask a question that would remind him of such a past, so she asked Eran.
“Hmm, it looks like you’ve been preparing something lately. What is it for?”
“It’s for a cure. The cure requested by theMage Tower Lord and the Crown Prince.”
It was a matter she had never heard from Eran’s mouth before. Therore, Shael questioned about the cure Eran mentioned just now.
Usually drunken people mixed lies with their words. There was no way that only the truth would come out of Eran’s mouth when he was very drunk.
However, Shael believed Eran’s words and repeated them in her head.
* * *
A cool breeze rushed in and touched my face.
Through that, I shook off my tiredness and barely opened my eyes.
‘I think I drank wine with Shael.’
I didn’t remember anything after that. All I vaguely remember was saying something to Shael with a sad expression.
‘What did I say?’
My head felt as empty as a white drawing paper. Even if I drank wine, it shouldn’t have affected me this much, so it seemed that Shael had fed me something strange again.
I didn’t think there was anything really strange in it. Even when I sipped the wine and felt weird, I just gulped it down in one go.
“Mmm…”
In that case, it would be right for me to ask herself, but I didn’t want to wake Shael for now. I got out of bed and opened the door. Then I saw the maids of the Azbel family busily themselves and moving around.
Feeling strange, when I followed them, I saw Duke Jespen.
“Duke, what is going on?”
“You’re finally awake, Eran.”
Oddly enough, there was a bit of sympathy in Duke Jespen’s gaze as he looked at me.
“Don’t worry. I cut off communication with the Mage Tower in order to make things even harder for the Mage Tower Lord.”
That was an answer I didn’t understand at all.
“It would make things hard for the Mage Tower to not get any magic tools from the Azbel family which they must use at the Imperial Festival, so they must be busy working.”
I tried to nod my head at the dignified tone of the Duke of Jespen. Previously, the Mage Tower Lord had minimized the exchanges with the Azbel family in order to relieve Clie’s irritation.
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