Even with cloak, people were recognizing me on spot.
"Let's go meet the king first," Alisa whispered. "There's a possibility there might be a third one in this country too."
I liked that idea. Lately, Alisa was saying a lot of witty things. But that's when I remembered, she'd always been like this. I just never paid her enough attention. I always treated her like a child, but I guess that was just my shortcoming.
And wait, how many frigging mystics were there?
Anyway, I finally decided to respect her opinions as best I could. "Say, can you arrange an audience with the king?" I gave the earl a good talk and he sure wasn't happy to hear that.
The nobles gave me looks too. I guess they weren't expecting that. Did they think I'd melt just because they were offering me a mystic equipment?
I guess they did.
