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"Would it have been a bad idea if I told you?

I muttered softly in a voice that only Jill could hear.

"No, it's a matter of time... and I'm used to being discriminated against, so I'm fine."

"I hope you're not used to that. I'm not sure that's easier said than done with discrimination."

That's what I said and I stared at Mr. Paul.

... He doesn't seem to have a good impression of a poor village. You have that kind of emotion no matter how tender you seem. He's noble, and it's not strange to have such feelings. Even if you admit Jill's wit, you still can't help but think of discrimination somewhere in your mind.

"You're in a poor village and you go to a magic school?

Mr. Paul looked at Jill as he explored.

... Oh, this is my mistake.

We need to think more about it from now on before we utter the word.

"He goes by my assistant."

I said that with a smile towards Mr. Paul.

"Does His Majesty the King know?

"Yes."

Mr. Paul gave me a difficult look in my words.

It would be tough if Paul told someone this secret like this. I need to hit something......

Maybe I should threaten you like a bad girl.

I raised my mouth angle looking straight into Mr. Paul's eyes.

"Mr. Paul, can you keep this a secret? If you want to talk... I'll kill you."

Paul's expression solidified in my words. Henri, your brother and Jill both have eyes open.

It would be such a reaction if they told me to kill you in a reunion for the first time in years, wouldn't it?

The more you relate to people, the more troublesome it gets. Being involved with people creates a sense of superiority and inferiority... and relationships are really complicated.

"I won't tell you. Well, if a beautiful woman kills you, maybe it's not bad."

Saying so, Mr. Paul laughed lightly.

... Could Mr. Paul have been such a character? It barely came out of the game.

"What's your guarantee?

When I said that, Mr. Paul laughed bitterly.

"What do you think I'm getting instead of giving Henri and Jill information?

"I don't know."

"Money."

"Yes?"

I overheard.

"I need a lot of money to run a botanist. It costs money to get rare medicinal herbs. So I'm an informer... I'm out of touch with my parents."

Mr Paul said that in a low voice.

You're noble but you don't have any money... You've changed a lot about wanting to run a shop in town.

I think I'm getting a little dot and dot tied.

"Honestly, I hate poor villages. And the villagers, of course. But Jill is a customer. Besides, it's pretty smart for a poor village person. So I'll keep my secrets safe."

I think I've seen a pretty black part of Mr. Paul.

"That's why I can trust you."

That's what Jill said. He raised the edge of his mouth high.

What Jill and Paul have in common is that they have black parts that use each other.

"So, what happened to the wolf thing?

Henri, that's what your brother said as he looked at Mr. Paul in a serious tone.

... wolf? Are you saying Jill already told you about the wolf, that he was Henri's brother?

I wonder how fast you work.

Henri, Mr. Paul's eyes suddenly changed to your brother's words. The air strains.

Mr. Paul's glasses reflected in the sunlight and glowed hard.

"Better not get too involved in that matter"

Mr Paul said that quietly in a low and heavy tone.