Absolutely Do Not Touch Eldmia Egga

Chapter 142

“Ah, is that so? Then, feel free to tell me when you need it. I’ll be ready.”

When he returned to the mansion and finished cleaning up, he explained what had happened to Gieth, who was playing with the flying dragon at the parade ground, and the answer that came back was really concise.

“Are you answering without worrying at all?”

“There is no reason to worry. Of course, if you asked me to charge and fight, I would have refused because it was impossible, but according to what you said, it’s not illegal and it’s not against the will of the royal family, right? There’s no reason not to help.”

It was because he didn’t say anything, but he seemed to think that Gis had been indebted to Ragnis and me for the rest of his life.

The reason was that not only was it involved in debt, but if it had been entangled as it was, it would have been involved in unwanted rebellion.

“Treason, isn’t it something that would have resulted in the extinction of the tribe? Even now, my teeth tremble sometimes. Even if they succeeded, it would have been difficult for me to see them in good shape. I have a drill doctor.”

“I felt this time, but the information power of the royal family is not at a level that can be ignored.

“Then, please just treat it as your heart and don’t ask for it. Hahaha.”

Giess, who was able to joke around and joke around, was truly trustworthy.

Thanks to his willingness to respond, the only remaining schedule for today was to welcome Ragnis back after the trial.

It was almost the end of the year, so I thought we would soon be able to have dinner together and laugh hahahahahah over the story of how we smashed Count Bossa’s gangsters.

However, my expectations were wonderfully missed. Even as dinner time approached, those who participated in the trial could not leave the courtroom.

“How long will the trial last…?”

“Isn’t that a charge of treason? We’ll have a lot of things prepared for each other, so we’ll go until dawn?”

Looking at Asilie, who mentions this unprecedented story as if it were taken for granted, I must have lacked common sense.

“No, are you not eating?”

“So, usually when a long-term battle is expected, I bring a lot of food and drinks and go in. My sister had to watch once in the past… It was terrible.”

“It’s terrifying to hear the story, but it gives me goosebumps to hear it’s an experience.”

On the contrary, I gave up on thinking when I heard that there are cases where people give up due to lack of physical strength without being able to prove their innocence or the other person’s guilt due to lack of such preparation.

As if I was the only one who felt culture shock at the insane length of the trial, the people in the mansion started preparing meals as if it was natural, and eventually we ate together with Giese, talking about various things.

It was a long time after that, and it was around midnight when the participants in the trial returned.

After listening to the story from the maid, I saw the faces of those who saw them as soon as they came out, but they were emaciated from fatigue, but I could tell that they were satisfied with the good results.

“Ah, Eldmia. It feels like seeing it in one or three days.”

And in the middle of it, Cheryl and Ragnis, who was being congratulated by the people around me, found me and waved. Not only is there no energy in that movement, but dark circles have settled down on the face, which was obviously fine until morning.

“What the hell did you fight inside…?”

“A fight that makes me pray that I will never go to court again in my life. I had a hard time hiding myself for a long time. I can’t even say goodbye properly.”

Perhaps out of consideration for Ragnis, who smiled as brightly as possible with wide eyes, Gieth only took a casual greeting and did not particularly try to continue the conversation.

I also decided not to point out that she would have to go back inside after taking a short break.

I was curious about the stories that came and went from inside, but since most of the people were already physically at their limit, those who remained in the mansion moved to give priority to providing an environment where they could rest. Most people will have to go back to court after a short sleep.

However, Ragnis hesitated whether he wanted to say something more in the middle of the fatigue, and eventually headed to the mansion to take a break after being pushed around by the people around him.

“My father and the royal family officials headed to the castle as they were. I think it will continue like this until the trial is over.”

At least Cheryl, who was relatively strong as a warrior, stayed behind and gave me a brief explanation.

Even so, there was nothing special to say. It would have been different if I hadn’t known anything at all, but the story Sheryl was telling was close to a kind of progress report, as she had already heard about how this trial was going and got estimates.

The aristocratic faction put forward this and that, but it turned out to be a counterattack due to the king’s defense.

Still, the news that Count Bossat seemed to have lost his composure a little in the midst of it was very welcome.

“Cheer up for the rest of the period. Count Bossa may become weary every day, so take a good look at it.”

“…what the hell are you doing?”

“I’ve been blasting Count Bossa’s illegal businesses. The day after tomorrow, I’m going to take care of the hidden soldiers.”

“That’s comforting, but it’s a pity that you seem to be having fun all by yourself.”

Cheryl looked a bit bewildered, perhaps regretting not being able to join my exhilarating sabotage campaign.

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After all the fuss to greet those who returned late at night, the morning dawned. It is natural if it is natural, but in the meantime, no special incidents or changes have occurred.

The only thing that had changed was that Ragnis was now living in the Ogathorpe mansion for a while, and that Lord Renissa was by his side, taking care of her with utmost sincerity? The other servants were moderately sent back to the Levien Mansion, but he seemed to have no intention of leaving even for a moment.

Today, after seeing off those who left the mansion in hopes that the trial would end a little earlier, after breakfast, Asilie and I moved on to take care of miscellaneous matters, with the trailing of what was expected to be a dream come true behind us.

Most of it was just my personal business. While I had time to spare, I went to the Adventurer’s Guild to solve the abandoned dungeon case, inquired about the rewards I hadn’t received yet, went to the Dwarf District, met Mr. Balkun, and left a letter to express my gratitude to the Shadow Foot once again.

In the meantime, rechecking the contents of the herb and tool pouches that I hadn’t paid attention to lately, refilling them with help from Asilier, and preparing for tomorrow’s battle was all of my daily routine.

I thought it was no different from the activities I had been doing for the past few days, but Asilie seemed more happy than usual, perhaps because she felt like she was doing adventure work with her.

There wasn’t too much to do, so it was around noon when we finished our errands and returned to the mansion.

“Eldmia-nim. There’s something I want to tell you for a moment.”

It was Mongsoon who came to visit us as we were about to spend time checking equipment in our room after lunch while enjoying the comfort we felt as soon as we crossed the front door.

I followed her around all day yesterday, but as she had never spoken to her directly, it was not difficult to guess what her visit meant.

“Have you got anything?”

“Yes. But it didn’t look like Count Bossa or his gang.”

“Who else but them will follow me?”

“Expected for other information.”

it’s information Come to think of it, I remember that Sicmel had said that there were at least two other information vendors dealing with nobles besides himself.

“Did Count Bossa make a request?”

The problem was that I had no way of knowing right away whether these guys were following me after receiving a request or whether they were just digging behind a car to check on something, but fortunately, Mongsoon solved that part.

“The Count doesn’t trust the information merchant.

Since he hadn’t done anything special outside, it didn’t matter if the count didn’t directly intervene. That’s what they eat and live on.

On the contrary, if he found out what I’ve been doing lately, I’m sure he would fall away immediately without saying anything.

“Actually, it doesn’t matter at all… but I don’t think there’s anything to lose by knowing at least one more person named Information Minister. Can you follow me?”

“Yes. It’s not difficult.”

Mongsoon replied with a calm yet confident attitude. After all, just like Asilier said, being an expert means being proud? I’m good

“I don’t plan to go out anymore today, so I’ll ask you tomorrow or the day after tomorrow. Until then, you’re resting too.”

“All right.”

As if that was all he had to do, Mongsoon changed his face casually and left the room. This… I feel like I have a direct servant.

“It feels like I have a subordinate.”

“A person who serves the dream of voluntarily cooperating. Did Eldi suddenly become a huge tycoon?”

Normally, I would have just laughed at Asilier’s playful joke, but since it was Monsoon who said that my life was worth 100 gold coins, I couldn’t help but laugh.