The man fell down and shouted back at Sarah's complaining.
"That's right."
"Hmm, you think I'm being generous. You must see her next time."
"Of course."
Speaking, Poakin quickly stepped back. Leaving the room, he gritted his teeth. If I could, I wanted to cut off the head of the guild. It was strange in itself to receive such a thing.
When the guild leader flirted with the high connection, I thought he was an ordinary aristocrat, and I never thought he was an emperor.
What's the point of such a humble identity being intertwined with such a high man?
Poakin felt his stomach twisted.
Many people may think that a guild of assassins is a "scary group that kills anyone if they pay," but this is also what people do.
It takes money, time and space to grow such talented people, and of course, the better their skills, the higher their ransom.
'But all those talented people are dead!'
I wanted to scream. Under pressure to succeed, he sent all of the guild's best players, but none of them came back. But I can't believe you'll succeed this time. I wanted to lie down because I couldn't do it. However, if you say such a thing, you may get rid of yourself first.
'The Guild Master will take care of it.'
Thinking so, Poakin was kicked and rubbed his back.
*******
Ran was beginning to worry.
'I still haven't heard from you.'
No matter how long it takes, it's already the beginning of May. It was time for a letter from Eustaf to arrive. No, how many letters did I send?
Did he miss reading?
'I can feel the deja vu.'
Ran thought of Eustaf's academy days when she wrote a letter hard. He didn't reply back then either.
'At least I've sent you a hundred!'
And I can't believe this is happening again. At first, I was angry, but now I'm scared.
Maybe the Emperor did something to Eustaf? Ruth might have done something ridiculous because he's a son of dog.
Otherwise, there is no way that Eustaf will not be contacted. In the past, I would have said, "This is happening again" even if I didn't get a reply from him, but now it was different.
'Eus, you said you liked me!'
But isn't there a way not to reply to a letter written by a person you like?
Thinking about it like that made Ran nervous.
So, by the time Ran decided, "I'll have to go to the capital right now!" a letter had arrived from Eustaf.
I was relieved to tears when I received the letter. Ran tore the envelope with her trembling hands.
It contained considerable detail about what happened in the capital.
'Please stop ice crystal from shipping to the palace.'
Ran put her tongue out of Eustaf's plan.
'I need to get in touch with him quickly.'
Ran thought so and looked through the letter. Her forehead was frowned upon by what the emperor did to Eustaf.
And he couldn't contact her because he was afraid she'd be worried, Ran sighed.
'I'm less concerned about contacting you.'
And when I saw the last addition, Ran smiled without realizing it.
P.S. I miss you.
Eustaf's handwriting is so pretty that I can't get enough of it.
'I miss you.'
Ran was snooping with such thoughts, but the butler coughed in vain. Ran looked up and he said quickly.
"Dwarf is here."
"Tell him to come in."
As she happened to be in her study, Ran called Dwarf to her study without reserve. Dwarf engineers were already having a major impact on the ice crystal mine, and the amount of excavation increased significantly as a new way of working.
However, it was Jetura who remained in the black mountain that came into the study. Ran opened her eyes wide.
"Jetura, why didn't you tell me that you're the who's going to come?"
Jetura laughed out loud and hit his leg.
"My legs are faster than my letters."
Ran looked at the short bridge and was suspicious, but she welcomed her friend's visit.
"What's going on?"
"What's the matter, it's because the Nadium thing is complete!"
He looked back, saying so, and the two servants came in side by side with the box.
Jetura grumbled.
"I can bring it in with my own hands. Human beings are not without hands. Oh, my."
"Because that's our courtesy."
Ran smiled and talked and made the servant put the box down.
Two wooden boxes with black mountain sentences were placed side by side. One is like a sword, but what is the other?
Ran looked at the box thinking so, and Jetura, who couldn't stand it, first opened the lid of the box.
"This is a gift for Ran. To our friend."
Eham and Jetura took out the clothes in the box.
Ran's eyes widen. I never thought I could make clothes out of minerals. The pearl-colored, slender sleeveless coat was embedded with jewels in the middle, and a unique pattern was engraved whether it had been inserted since the rice was made.
"And it's especially magical."
Jetura grinned.
"You don't have to be afraid of any knife or spear after you wear it!"
Ran was surprised by the remark.
"Is there a defense spell at stake?"
"No, Nadium itself has that trait. We just did magic work on it. Make sure you turn the jewelry half a turn after you wear it."
"Thank you. I'll wear it well."
Ran carefully picked up the clothes. It was cool and smooth, so it felt like metal.
Ran opened the second box with admiration.
As expected, it was a sword. The sword film and sword handle simply fall off, but I felt that they were not ordinary metals.
There won't be any black metal.
Ran swallowed her saliva and slowly pulled the sword out of the scabbard. With a cold throbbing sound, a black- colored sword was pulled out, and she admired small.
"Better than those damn foresters' products! It's a sword made of nadium."
Jetura pulled his beard and stretched out his chest.
'You've been paying attention.'
Ran laughed, thinking that Eustaf's sword was an elf.
"Thank you. I'll use it well."
"Don't mention it. The mineral water contains Nadium, so now our Black Mountain will be the best of the Dwarfs. It's cheaper than that."
Jetura waved his hand. Of the 14 great families, they were the only ones with the best minerals named after the mountain.
Jetura inform them that the person in front of them was the great benefactor to the Black Mountain tribe.
"Let me know if you need anything else. I'll make it for you as much as I want."
Ran grinned.
"I'll think about it."
Then she said, "Ah!" and asked a question.
"Do you think there's any record of the Iveria ice wall on Dwarf's side?"
"You mean the great sage?"
Jetura blinked at the unexpected question. Ran nodded.
"Isn't that the history of most Lazia's side?"
"I'm sure that's true, but you have a long life, aren't you?"
Dwarf has a lifespan of 300 years.
Wouldn't the record be much clearer because time is different from humans? Jetura said, pulling his beard out with his thick hands.
"Well, I'll ask look around for you. Maybe I'll stay in the library."
"I'd appreciate it."
Ran thanked politely. Speaking of which, I'll ask Haresh later. I'm still looking at Lazia's library, but these days I've been busy with work and haven't been able to go in.
'Come to think of it, your job is not normal.'
Ran sighed while she was in public.
'Don't stomp your feet and start with everything in front of you.'
She thought so and thanked Jetura for the gift again. Then she said at the thought that suddenly crossed her mind.
"Oh, can I ask you one more favor?"
"Of course."
Ran spoke softly at Jetura's words.
"Lumiere, have you ever seen my escorts? Could you make a sword for him?"
Jetura tapped his chest, saying, "Finally, you're asking me to do me a favor!"
"Okay, leave it up!"
"Really? Thanks."
When Ran laughed, Jetura said with a shrugged.
"I'll make you a really good sword. Can I talk to the escort for now?"
"Of course"
Ran nodded.
Jetura said he would visit him right away, and he shook off Ran's hand and headed outside.
"No, you don't even know where Lumiere is..."
Ran muttered like that and called a servant to chase Jetura and ask him to guide the Knights to Lumiere.
'Dwarf or Elf.'
She thought so and left the box with her servant to send it up. Then she contacted Levery.
The sale of the ice crystal was entirely due to the consignment on the top of the Golden Rose. I couldn't reach Levery right away because she was out of the phone, but Ran left a message.
When she left a message asking the royal family to stop delivering, the employee seemed embarrassed, but only politely replied, "I will note it."
Ran sat down, slowly holding a pen, and trying to write back to Eustaf, but suddenly she fell asleep.
'Your reply was late, so I burned my heart. Why do I have to reply right away?'
She thought so, hummed, and then put the pen back in. I wasn't going to send a reply for a while.
Instead, Ran called Elizabeth and Blaine to tell Eustaf what he replied and what it was about. A sense of relief flashed through their faces.
'Both of you were worried.'
If you can't contact me like that, you deserve to be worried. And when Ran stopped delivering ice crystal to the imperial family, the two opened their mouths. Elizabeth burst into laughter and replaid, "That's a good idea."
Blaine asked with a suspicious face.
"Will that work for you? No matter how much I got used to the magical work. It hasn't been long since we started, has it?"
Do you think that's gonna hurt him?
Elizabeth said with a smile because of that question.
"The key to this is that everyone else is enjoying their magic work."
"Right. Think of themselves as turning on candles and fanning themselves when they turn on the coolers and keep the magic lamp in the summer."
That's also a palace.
You can't spread your horse's wings when you're riding in a carriage.
Blaine's face brightened.
"Surely so."
"Right?"
Ran grinned.
"And there's one more thing to talk about."
Ran then smiled meaningfully.
*******
Eustaf was stuck in a green arch. Even if the emperor has a hair of hatred, Lazia is Lazia. Invitations for the social season came from all over the place, but the green arch remained silent without answering.
Meanwhile, the day became warmer and hotter because it was not sunny. Rolf, the butler of the green arch, rarely made a quick step.
"Lord, we have a visitor."
"Visitor?"
Eustaf looked up with a curious face. Rolf quickly added that he was a rude guest to come in right away without an invitation.
"The Marquis of Cyrus." Eustaf got up from his seat.
"Bring him to the third room."
"Yes."
When Rolf heard the instructions and went back quickly, Eustaf touched his clothes.
'What's going on? Visiting without a call?'
However, I thought it could be because of the characteristics of Marquis Cyrus. Entering the third drawing room, the couple sat side by side.
"Marchioness Cyrus."
"Duke Lazia."
When Cyrus stood up with a smile and was quite polite, Eustaf shook his hand.
"You can just call me Eustaf."
It was a natural lower bound.
"Then Eustaf."
Cyrus said so, and Elise bowed lightly, bending and straightening her knees. She asked.
"Didn't Ran come with you?"
"Yes"
Eustaf answered Elise politely. Elise smeared her mouth.
"It's sad. Is it true that you kicked Ran out of Lazia?"
Elise's amber eyes narrowed, and Eustaf replied, "Yes."
Elise was furious at the words and said, "How could you do that?"
"I've given Ran a good chance. And now she is a Count."
"Count?"
Elise's face was a little deflated. Eustaf explained that he had given her a title, and Elise frowned and said, "Then shouldn't she be in the capital even more now? To be granted a title. No matter how many thousand-year-old Lazia is--"
"Yes, I'm going to call on her when things get better here."
"I see."
Elise smiled at last.
"I don't know what you're up to, but why don't you come with us?"
Eustaf became curious.
"With you."
"Let's ride a horse and take a walk outside. It's the perfect weather to do that these days."
Eustaf thought for a moment and nodded. It was definitely boring to stay inside the mansion, and there was no loss to know that it was close to the Marquis of Cyrus.