"Uh, um, I mean, uh, is Baron Lindbergh quiet these days?"
Despite the sudden change of words, Eustaf answered without a blink of an eye.
"Didn't I tell you? I just got word that Robbie is dead."
"What?!"
I shouted without even realizing that I was really surprised. Eustaf said with a shrug.
"He was banished from the estate, and he was gambling somewhere, and he got into a fight. I heard he died because his genitals were cut off and his throat was cut off."
"Eus..."
The mere thought of it was terrible, so Ran frowned. My body shook by itself. Eustaf, who told such a story nonchalantly, seemed amazing.
"It's all yours."
Eustaf answered so, grabbed the back of the chair and nodded, and Ran walked slowly and sat gently on the chair he had taken out.
"It's not a shame to die like that. So, I gave my uncle a separate stovepipe. I guess he finally understood that it's a shame. I can see that it's quiet."
Somehow, there was a cold sweat on her back, so Ran twisted her head and looked up at Eustaf.
"Did you meet uncle, too? When?"
"Well, I don't know."
With a meaningful answer, Eustaf went back to her opposite side and sat down.
"I'm glad he won't be noisy again."
"Really? What if because of his son's death he'll be going to get wild?"
"It is fine."
In Eustaf's reply, Ran squinted and looked at Eustaf, saying, "I see," and he pointed at the Mana Stone again with a calm face.
"What is that?"
"It's a Mana Stone."
"What's that Elf just now?"
"That's..."
Ran was wondering how to talk about it, and first he explained the red mana stone and the blue mana stone.
"This is why the wizard is off limits to Lazia?"
"Right"
"You're doing business with this?"
"Yes"
"Noonim"
"Yes?"
"I'll put aside the question of how did you know. But do you know what I would've done with these stones?"
Ran looked at him. Eustaf said, rolling a blood-red stone with his fingertips.
"I'll use it to corner the sorcerers."
I got goosebumps on my arm. Eustaf smiled faintly and looked at her.
"At least it's a threatening weapon. If you throw it near the wizard, it's a weapon that makes the wizard a nuisance."
"Uh...well"
"Noonim never thought of that."
"Uh...."
I've never thought of that. Is it because war comes from an uncommon world?
Of course, I know that there are many countries with Africa and other civil wars, and Korea is also a truce country, but it has not experienced war.
Eustaf said slowly.
"The wizard has changed the aspect of the war, and so will it."
"I didn't want that."
When Ran bit her lips lightly, Eustaf said with a relaxed face, attaching his upper body behind him.
"But you knew it was dangerous for a wizard. What were you going to do?"
"For now, I was going to keep this Mana Stone a secret. And I wanted to send someone to the Wizard Association to tell them about the dangers of this Mana Stone. Since it can't be used by human magic anyway, I was going to collect them separately and use them for cross-species trading."
Eustaf nodded at Ran's explanation.
"Then you can do that."
"Really?"
"Yes, the sorcerer's association will be very eager to see your offer."
"Oh? Oh, yeah. It looks like he's threatening you unintentionally."
We have a weapon like this. But I won't use it for you. I'm going to keep it a secret and interact with other races. So, you guys should help me keep this a secret, right?
"Nice, well, let's just do that. Hmm. Anything else you're curious about?"
"No, I'm afraid you won't tell me what you're curious about anyway."
Eustaf crossed his legs saying so. His blue eyes looked at her.
"Ran Romia De Lazia."
It wasn't calling, it was a voice that seemed to translate.
"Who the hell are you?"
For a moment, Ran thought he had seen through herself. That she's not really Ran. But soon I realized it wasn't. That question is synonymous with questions like 'Are you a substitute?'
Ran replied in a trembling voice.
"I am your sister."
"That's not true."
Simply denied, Eustaf looked interesting.
"You know what?"
"What?"
"Noonim is bad at lying."
"Not used to it."
Sighing, Ran admitted.
I could look at the documents, get rid of them, proceed with the work, and move quickly. However, lying and deceiving people by plotting tricks are neither familiar nor used to it.
Eustaf nodded.
"Then I'll write to the Earl. At dawn tomorrow, the Elves are diligent."
Whether he was being sarcastic or not, Eustaf said so and tapped the table lightly. And he saw Ran as if he was going to say something, and then he got up from his seat again, knocking on the special table.
"Then I'll get going."
"Uh, yes"
"And Noonim."
"Huh?"
"Can you fight back?"
After saying so, Eustaf left the room in a whirl. In the room where he left, Ran thought for a moment and realized that what he said was an extension of his previous conversation.
-If you try to kill me, I'll fight back.
That's what we talked about.
-Can you fight back?
Ran thought, "Ah." And made a small sound, and fell on the table.
"I can't. I have to make my own side to do that. I'm sure I'll keep the Eustaf faction in check, and I'll have to fight even if I don't want to."
That's why we're in an alliance!
You know everything.
You're a bad boy.
'You'd better make a corner to escape.'
Opening her eyes, Ran decided.
*******
Count Illuminati's estate was not far from the Lazian estate. However, it was a distance to ride a horse, so Ran called a carriage.
'Words can't be long distance. In words.'
It was a Ran weakness for physical activity. In addition, wear a dress and the saddle next to it's a dress saddle. If you tell him to run for three hours with the two legs coming down to one side, he will stare at him.
Haresh sat on the horseman's seat, claiming to be stuffy in the carriage, and the horseman set off for the count with an awkward face on his side.
I was relieved to leave Eustaf at the Sky castle. Ignoring her saying, "Can't the door not open when I come back?" he said, "Go."
Ran grumbled and started the carriage, saying, "Go ahead." While running on the bumpy road, Ran vowed to make sure that she would reorganize her path if she made money.
Pioneering a business path is the same as pioneering a path. Why would the Romans have made more roads with civil engineering than battles?
All roads lead to Lazia, if not to a degree, we need to refine the basic path. If we're going to do a massive civil engineering project, we'll have to do it after winter and get some money.
'This can only be done next year or two.'
Ran opened the window and enjoyed a long trip abroad. The escort knights following the carriage to both sides were also pleasant faces. Flying a flag with the door and snow flower patterns, the symbol of the Lazian family, the carriage left the Lazian estate and soon arrived at the Count's estate.
As soon as she got off the escort, Ran almost groaned. My hips and waist were stiff. Next time we make magic items, let's ask them to make a carriage without shaking.
"Welcome, Lord."
Count Illuminati was shown. The countess passed away five years ago, and he would have remarried if he were a count, but he didn't seem to have any idea. Next to him was the eldest son, the heir of the count, standing side by side with him.
"Nice to meet you, Count."
Ran smiled, saying so. She looked at Haresh jumping off the wagon and said, "This is Haresh, the Elf therapist I invited."
Even before he said hello, Haresh spouted.
"Where's the patient?"
Ran sighed and said.
"He's not a human being, so please understand his rudeness."
Count Illuminati reacted with a calm look at Ran's words.
"It doesn't matter as long as you cure her. The patient is this way."
Count of Illuminati's estate was a three-story building that was simpler than the Sky castle. In the middle, the count asked Ran if she wanted to rest separately, but she shook her head.
The lady's room was on the third floor. When I opened the door and entered, I smelled medicine. It was a lovely pastel-toned room where you can see at a glance that it was a girl's room. Haresh frowned and spoke.
"Let's ventilate."
Master Earl said, "Would a cold wind be good for the patient?" but Haresh snorted, "This air is worse. Open everything." and looked around the room. When the maids hesitated, the count ordered, "Open the window, my daughter is in the bedroom."
When I entered the bedroom, I saw a maid helping the lady rise to sit from her bed. Haresh approached the bed in a rude manner from a human perspective without greeting.
"Hand."
The lady must have been frightened, so she only looked at Haresh with her eyes wide open. No, I had to say she was looking at his ears. You think she's about ten? She had red hair that looked like Count Illuminati, but it was a completely different slender girl. Her eyes were sunken and pale, so she was completely ill.
"Tsk."
Haresh kicked his tongue and pulled her hand. The maid- nanny next to him was frightened and shouted, "What are you doing?" but the count raised his hand to stop him. While Haresh examined, the bedroom could only hear the harsh breathing of surprised the girl. Haresh shook his hand, flipped over the lady's eyes, and opened her mouth. Then he murmured.
"Has she been on medication?"
"Yes."
The lady blinked her eyes and answered quietly. Haresh thought for a moment and nodded and looked back at Ran.
"It's Simneheha."
"Well, what is it?"
It's hard to pronounce. When Ran asked, Haresh snorted and began to explain.
"She's weak and you starting to drug her, aren't you? The medicine became toxic to the body. I don't know how many years she'd been taking the medicine, but it's piled up in her body. Humans tend to use drugs strongly without needing them."
"Then if I stop the medication, I'll get better?"
"No way. It's not just about that. We should take out the poison and gradually reduce the amount of medicine. I'll be back about half a year."
"Then it's not a disease?"
The Count of Illuminati's voice trembled slightly. Haresh nodded.
"Yes"
"Then, then I can be healthy?"
When the lady asked while reaching out and grabbing Haresh's sleeves, a smile was drawn on the Elf's face for the first time.
"Right"
"Thank you!"
"Don't mention it."
After saying so, Haresh saw Ran and she crushed her shoulder.
"I'll pay you later."
"It's already been paid."
Haresh shook his head at the earl's words and pointed to Ran.
"It's a deal between me and her. I don't need gold or silver."
Yeah, I'll pay for the Mana Stone. Ran nodded. The count frowned slightly.
"Then I'll use the prescription, so give me the paper."
When the servant quickly brought the paper and pen, Haresh scribbled down the prescription.
'Maybe it's an Elf or a bad handwriting?'
I was worried, but when I received it, it was meticulously prescribed in a very elegant font.
"Then I'm going back."
"What about the payment?"
"I'll pick it up later."
"All right"
Ran sighed. The elf is completely out of control. Haresh flipped away, saying, "I'll be back to check in three months."
The count looked back at Ran and said,
"Would you like to go to the drawing room for a while?"
Ran nodded. When she went out to the drawing room under the guidance of the Count, she glanced around and saw the Count and his daughter hugging each other.
The Count of Illuminati spoke in a very strong voice.
"Thank you, Lord. As long as Lulu is healthy, I will repay you for your kindness."
"Giving grace. It's a matter of course for the military."
Ran smiled and said so. The drawing room was decorated with silver and luxurious colors. The Count of Illuminati returned after a brief conversation with his son.
At the father's glance, the son bowed politely and went back.
"Would you like a drink?"
Ran grinned as he opened the door of the glass shelf on the fireplace.
"Let's drink the congratulatory drink when Lulu is healthy."
"I see. Should I ask you straight away?"
The count turned around and leaned against the fireplace. The dark red eyes seemed to shine brightly.
"What do you want?"
"Favor."
Ran answered immediately, too. Her answer drew a smile on his face. It was not a friendly smile, but a polite smile.
"What are you going to do with a favor?"
Ran leaned back, burying herself in the drawing room chair as much as she could to look relaxed. Ran replied, leaning her elbow on the armrest at an angle to her upper body.
"I want to use the Count's connections."
The Count of Illuminati was connected to the underground world. So, the common criminal organization and stuff. The count narrowed his eyes.
Looking at Ran as if he were exploring, he said slowly.
"You have better connections with the Duke than with me."
"Unfortunately, they don't have connections."
"Is that so? What kind of connection are you talking about?"
"If there's a front, maybe there's a back."
It was a roundabout, but rather explicit statement compared to the usual conversation between aristocrats.
The count murmured, "Backside," when Ran replied.
"Should I admire the ability of the duke? Or should I admire the power of the Lord?"
"Does it matter?"
"What if I told you I was on a false charge?"
Ran closed her eyes slowly and said,
"I can't help it."
"You are pure."
"Favor is not earned by pressure."
The count is rubbing his chin slowly.
"I don't know what kind of connection it is, but if I had it, what would you use it for?"
"I wanted to find someone."
"Isn't that even possible with the power of the Duke?"
"It's much easier if you have connections there."
"What? 'if'?"
"Yes, if."
Please!
Ran crossed her legs, hoping that her desperation or nervousness would not be revealed. I thought it would be better to do something.
"How is it? Are you willing to do me a favor or..."
It was getting difficult to speak in this form. The count looked at Ran as if he were searching and replied.
"If you give me an order, I'll look for him. with the best possible power."
Ran said, holding back her strength from her shoulders.
"Then I'd like to keep it between you and me."
"Okay"
In a gentle answer, Ran stood up and said, holding back what he wanted to call.
"I hope your daughter gets well."
"Thank you."
Ran took the folded paper out of her pocket. You may ask why the dress has a pocket, but the dress indeed also had a pocket.
Ran didn't know there was a pocket until she tried on the dress here herself. Before putting on a dress, I put on my pocket first, and I wore a dress on top of it. There were open spots on both sides of the dress, so I could reach there and take out things in my pocket. I can't see the hole because of the wrinkles on my waist wrinkles.
"Please."
"I'll do my best."
Ran grinned at the answer. That line doesn't go well with me, uncle.
The work was done well, so Ran left the Count with a light step. Lulu will get better, and I'll get a lead on finding Lumiere.
Ran thought of sub-Male Lead for a moment.
Actually, this is not her world, so what he's going through is inevitable.
It's easy to think so, but Ran couldn't do that. Still, she read this story, wrote it, and loved it.
'And you don't have to go on such a hard road.'
I want to save you because I have enough ability to save you. That was Ran's honest feelings.
If Ran stays here until she is 22 years old and Eustaf is 20, she will definitely meet Lumiere.
And you'll meet Sina.
If I ever meet him, I'm sure he'll suffer from guilt.
Before that happens. She wanted to save Lumiere from there because he had the power to do so.
'I wish I could find it.'
In fact, Ran didn't know the story before the original story began. Although it is not Male Lead , I know Eustaf's story roughly, but Lumiere's story was not well-taken.
'Uh, I should've written it in more detail.'
Ran sighed with belated regret.
However, she knew that he would be transferred to an illegal underground sword fight sometime next year. How terrible things are going through there. So, it was her wish to find it before then.
'Please help me find it.'
Ran clenched her fist thinking so.