"Hmmm, to be honest with you, you might die if you do it do it today"
"What? What do you mean by that?" Yoro furrowed his eyebrows upon hearing his statement. But the teen's smile didn't falter in the slightest, it was getting wider instead.
"It will be taking quite a long time to explain it. Let's just say there was another shipment of a high priced slave going on in there. Well~ it's just happened that Bob himself watched the whole shipment to prevent any mishap going under his nose."
"Wait a moment." Yoro interrupted, confusion all over his face. "They also deal with slaves? I thought they were just dealing with drugs! And who the hell is this Bob?"
"The leader of this company" The teen said simply and added. "And they deal with drugs? What kind of drugs is it?"
Yoro pursed his lips as he was pretty sure the leader's name wasn't Bob. He obviously knew this since he got complete personal data about that company. "I think it's something called angel's love or something.
The teen also raised his eyebrows, it seemed they had exchanged some additional information about them involuntarily. "Angel's love? I see they were dealing with some real nasty things. Well, it may be because this organization was shadier than I thought. Initially I just want to free a couple of slaves from their shackles and let them repent upon their deeds, But well, they just give me more and more reason to eradicate them." For some unknown reason, Yoro felt that his smile had gotten much colder as he said this.
The teen crossed his arms and closed his eyes, nodding for a couple of times in what seemed to be a thinking gesture. "Alright, I've made my mind." The teen finally opened his eyes again and fished out something from his pocket. Something that looked pretty similar to a business card.
"....an address?" Yoro asked upon being given the card. By the location, Yoro recognized it was a place that was pretty close to the W.A.V.E building. He didn't need to learn about this kind of thing. The original Yoro already had detailed memories about the Ehrenar City itself.
"Right. I want you to meet me at this place by tomorrow. We will discuss our plan further in there." The teen waved his hand and wanted to leave, but Yoro stopped him in his step almost immediately.
"Why do I have to trust you? I don't know you, and I don't even know your name! Moreover, are you high? There is no sane person in this world would ask a kid like me to plan something like infiltrating some black belly cooperation like this!"
Now that he thought about it, how in the world would he infiltrate an organization like that? If they confidently smuggle drugs and slave right under Ehren's nose like this, they should have prepared some kind of countermeasure, no? Yoro bet there would be lots and lots of mage, warrior, or such alike inside their basement. Hell, the place even had a high chance to be infested with deadly traps or nasty poison.
But to Yoro's confusion, the teen before him only smirked playfully. The thing he said next was something that made Yoro's eyes widen.
"Well, even if you looked like and in fact, a kid, you are definitely anything but normal. Furthermore, you are the son of Marquis himself. What's really strange about this? Or maybe you have some more things to say? No? Good, let's meet up tomorrow."
It was not that Yoro didn't have anything more to say. But it was more because he was too flabbergasted at this teen's brass attitude. He had already received some supervicial information regarding this trading company from Boston, and by that supervicial, it already included maps, their work time, guard shift, and more sensitive information. Yet, he still didn't have the confidence to infiltrate the building by himself unprepared, that's why he was really taken aback after hearing the teen's words. The teen also revealed that he knew Yoro;s identity and by that, discarding another card from his hand.
"W-wait!" By the time he had woken up from his stupor, the teen had already walked quite far away from him, Yoro tried to stop him again. But after the teen took a turn, he was already nowhere to be seen.
Yoro sighed as he messed his hair in frustration. He was really being played by someone who mentally 3 years younger. It hurted his pride somehow. But then again, he didn't hold any good cards yet to be used against that teen. So now, the thing he could do now was to be patience and wait for tomorrow morning.
In the end, it seemed that his first holiday would be filled with some busy errands.
* * *
Knock knock*
"Enter"
A voice came from inside the room, and the person who had been knocking the door then opened it up, revealing someone familiar.
"Ah you finally came, Cecilia." said the middle-aged man in the middle of the room.
This was Arnold's studies. Right now, he was seen sitting in his usual comfortable seat when the door knocked. He had been expecting this person, so he didn't look surprised at all when a brunette beauty in her teens, wearing maid clothes appeared there. Upon entering, she politely bowed like a good maid should and walked inside.
"Is there something I can do, my lord?" asked Cecilia as she raised her lowered head up. There she saw Arnold's tired face. He seemed haven't gotten any good sleep recently. He was a marquis however, so it was normal to have one or two sleepless nights in a week.
"Right" Arnold raised from his seat and walked towards the window at the back of the room, facing his back against Cecilia. "I want you to go to the city market tomorrow to buy something. You know the new potion shop in the city?" Arnold nodded pleasedly when Cecilia confirmed with a yes.
"Then I want you to buy some potion there, the list and money is on the table beside you. And as it was a new store, don't forget to haggle the price harsher while showing our emblem, okay?"
Cecilia received his request with another 'yes my lord' and was just about to leave. "If that's all, then please excuse-"
"Ah wait, I also want to talk something with you, right now."
Cecilia tilted her head sideways cutely as she heard that. His tone was neutral and unreadable, neither serious or joking. It made Cecilia uncomfortable for an obvious reason.
"I don't know if I should say this, but let me tell you just in case." Arnold raised his head to look at the stars on this particular beautiful night, his expression was concealed with his back still facing Cecilia.
"Actually…. Yoro has now betrothed to Liam's County daughter-" Arnold had only said this, but Cecilia in his back already crumpled the paper in her hand into dust. Arnold obviously didn't see her outrageous reaction, so he continued his explanation.
"I know you have been working in this mansion for more than a year. To be fair, I actually want to leave Yoro to you when he was old enough as he was still sick. But now things have changed. I am sure that you already noticed it, but Yoro has in fact already cured. I also didn't think that things could have turned out like this, so I only want to give advice to you.
Just give up on Yoro."
Arnold's tone was still neutral and flat as ever. His face was also expressionless. It was as if he had already hardened his heart to face with any kind of response she was going to make. He waited one second, two seconds, three, and more, waiting for Cecilia's reaction. But nothing came, and he ended up realizing that she was completely unperturbed by this information. Arnold heaved a relieved sigh at this fact.
'well, I am glad nothing happene-'
When he turned his face behind, Cecilia came to his sight. Her head lowered, covering her expression with her bangs. It was unexpected. Arnold had initially thought she would either break crying, or completely ignorant.
But not this time.
She had an expression that way too calm to Arnold's liking. She was calm, yes, but if Arnold could descript what was the situation, it was more like an eerie calmness that came before the storm.
The most conspicuous thing at the moment was her now empty blank eyes.
"Is that anything more that the Lord wants to talk about?" The voice that came from her mouth was cold and chilly. It contains no emotion or whatsoever behind those characters.
Arnold was stunned for a brief moment when he saw Cecilia's actual reaction. "N-no, please continue your hard-work, Cecilia!" No one knew what he saw behind those bangs, but by his response, it was definitely something unpleasant.
Cecilia then lowered her head further as she walked out of her room. It was nighttime now, so there were no maids or butlers that would be willing to work this late. There, no one could see it.
There was no one who could see her psychotic expression right now.
"Well, it seems I have to push my plan further this time." There was an abnormal glint deep inside those beautiful unconcealed red eyes of him.
With that thought in her mind, she walked towards her bed, wanting to get some rest in her supposedly active hour.