This Book is Not Available for Subscription Under the Age of 18 - Chapter 63

Is this infiltration or employment? (2) – unedited

He must be crazy! I ran to him at once and grabbed the hem of his robe and dragged him.

“I’m sorry!”

Let’s apologize first! I don’t know what Merson might have done, but my bad words seemed to burst out.

But what I heard was the pleasant laughter of a woman.

“I hope you find it safely.”

The woman who was talking to Merson had her face blushed and shyness on her cheeks. She clasps her hands neatly and crosses her body, glancing up at Merson’s eyes without looking straight into it.

“I understand.”

“I can show you the way.”

“It’s okay.”

What is going on here? I laid down Merson’s clothes and pressed my elbow against his side. Then Merson grabbed my arm and walked forward without hesitation.

“What?”

“I asked for directions. House of Count Abitz.”

“… She just told you?”

“She didn’t tell me the way and kept asking who I was, so I took down the cloth and she kindly explained it to me.”

I turned my head to look at the woman who had just talked to Merson. With eyes filled with longing, regret, and falling in love, she was staring endlessly at Merson’s back. I quickly straightened my face, lest her hot eyes flew on me.

“Good job, Merson.”

His face was meant to be used at times like this.

After exiting a few alleys and passing a few streets, it was an instant path away from the square. At some point, there were few people, and a gravel road came out.

Splat-

The sound of pebbles hitting the soles of the shoes echoed quietly.

After we walked for a while, my view opened and the bustling market appeared. It was such a sudden change, as if we were walking on a path leading to another world.

Tall buildings of various colors were built, and there was an open road between them, where painters and street musicians soaked in paint were taking their seats one by one, each performing performance art.

“It’s great here.”

After two years of falling into this book, I finally had a strong feeling that I was traveling for the first time. The people who seemed so free, the distinctive buildings, and the strange shops caught my eye at once.

“It’s the first time I’ve seen Erina like that.”

“Merson, I feel like a tourist.”

“Trencia is one of the most popular tourist destinations.”

I see! If I had the time, I wanted to take a look around this place and capture it with my own two eyes.

But finding County Abitz was my first priority, so I gathered my heart that was exploding with curiosity.

“Shall we take a look?”

“No! We have to go.”

Don’t persuade me! Because we have to go on right away.

Perhaps my momentum had reached Merson as well, Merson no longer persuaded me and followed the path again.

The buildings that had filled the street to the point of dizziness disappeared, and the green grass was visible. There was an ivory-colored road between them, and as I moved my gaze along the road, a huge mansion was revealed in a majestic way.

You seem to be doing very well. I could relate about 20 percent of the reason why Chenin was terrified to see her room at the village chief’s house.

“Is that it?”

“Yes.”

In front of the tightly closed iron gate, soldiers were guarding the mansion. We couldn’t go in there, so we had to wait for someone to come out of this mansion and for the door to open. Hopefully that someone is Chenin.

Me and Merson entered the winding road in front of the mansion, stuck ourselves against the wall, and watched the mansion.

“Merson, this is the beginning of the undercover investigation.”

“Undercover investigation?”

“Hiding and watching.”

If Chenin comes out, secretly follow her and tell her. If the story doesn’t seem to be going well, Merson can go out, stun Chenin with magic, and then quickly dashes off to Sezaine.

Don’t forget to send a note to Count Abitz with the words ‘We’re getting a divorce! I can’t live with you.’ While the divorce won’t happen in this ridiculous way, it will prevent Count Abitz from reporting that his wife is missing.

Gulp–

I swallowed a gulp. When I was about to do the job, my body felt tense. An unknown sense of duty overflowed in my body as if I had become the main character of a famous spy movie!

“Erina, if you’re watching like that, wouldn’t there be no reason to hide?”

Oops. I was sticking my head out because I was too ambitious.

Hmmm.

Even a monkey can fall from a tree. I showed Merson a minor mistake.

“Don’t be too nervous. I’m with you.”

Merson hugged me from behind. The heat of his warm body rises behind my back.

“Merson, this is not the time for us to be hugging each other like this.”

I moved my shoulders to try to get him off, but Merson buried his face in my neck and groaned, “Umm,” and hugged me tighter.

“If I can be with Erina like this, it’s okay to wait a few years.”

“… It’s just your thoughts…… ?”

Me, and the people of Sezaine village, don’t see it that way either.

But Merson’s words were the spark, and although we stood in front for half a day, we couldn’t even see Chenin’s backside. Still, I was quite satisfied with the fact that I was able to find the County Abitz on the first day, and turned away.

As I was about to get to the inn, I stopped and Merson stood right next to me.

“Merson, would you like to go in first?”

“No.”

It was an expected answer, but I didn’t expect it to come out so stubbornly and quickly.

“You walked a lot today. Go in and rest first.”

“It’s even harder when Erina isn’t around.”

I also thought it wouldn’t work. I forcibly pushed his back and shoved him into the inn door.

“If I told you to go, go.”

“Where are you going?”

‘Temple! I can’t openly say, ‘To meet the saint!’, so I pretended to be shy and tried to get over the situation.

“There, there is something. A woman’s situation.”

It’s impossible here.

“Are you on your period?”

Total failure. The fact that I, who was not shy about farting in front of Merson, came to be ashamed of my period, would of course not have had any effect.

“No… Not like that.”

“Did you happen to have my child, Erina?”

“HELL NO?!”

What are you talking about?! My voice grew louder in shock as if I had been hit in the head with a fist. The heat was rising all the way to the top of my head, and I was truly ashamed.

I slapped him on the back and forced him to enter the inn. Standing alone outside the door, I had to soothe the heat on my cheeks that had not cooled down for a while.

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