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After dinner, Stuart, who had returned to his room, was unable to calm down, pacing back and forth with his hands behind his back in the room of about ten square meters, his expression alternating between clarity and darkness.
Abigail, emerging from the washroom, saw her fiancé's state and couldn't help but ask, "What's wrong with you?"
"...Didn't you hear what Nicholas said?"
During dinner, upon learning Stuart was from Windsor, Marvin began to converse in Windsor language, which meant Abigail could also understand the conversation.
"I did hear...." Abigail, who was combing her hair at the table, sounded puzzled: "He's just an ordinary herbalist, isn't he? Why are you so concerned?"
"He's no ordinary herbalist, he's a magic potion merchant!"
Stuart stopped in his tracks, saying with emotion, "A magic potion merchant! Abigail, don't you realize what this means?"
