Boundary Labyrinth and the Foreign Magician

"We don't have enough booze! Bring more!

and the man with the beard overlying the liquor cup on the other side of Cadkeus' sight is the Marquis of Broderick.

Aside from having alchemists and pharmacists investigated from the Bandit Guild's information network, I made Cadkeus stick his tail out and see if he could get it out.

Dinner party for the ball. It was a dinner party, and it was a man named Marquis Broderick who was holding events all the time when it was a salon. He seems to be drowning in alcohol even on a day of nothing.

It seems very true that the road is too much. I'm worried if it's okay just to look at the frequency and scale of the monument. So the house leans.

In monitoring the Marquis, he also collected various information.

Broderick said he originally owned an iron mine in the territory, but the labyrinth of the pits around Termwilds has led to the production of a variety of inferior metals, precious metals and gems, which have also become less important due to transportation cost problems.

Still, he said, the Marquis maintained a life no different from when he had a good wingspan. Naturally, finances deteriorate. So I noticed the Count's house nearby.

Count Gartner and Baron Siln are barn areas. Sometimes the labyrinth does not produce cereals… Regardless of the stability of supply, constant demand is expected. We knew that the situation would stabilize once the development of the shortest route to and from Termwilds was complete.

If you can get a ride there, Broderick will be able to drastically reduce transportation costs and straighten out old pits that have become labyrinthine.

However, he was distant from the pioneering people by saying that the shortest route would run into monstrous difficulties. There was a reason around here why pioneering wasn't going very far.

So Marquis Broderick suggested to his predecessor Count Gartner. He said he would greatly push for route development by influxing job-ridden miners as pioneers and adventurers, flushing iron weapons cheaply to combat demons, and working hard to screw pioneering costs into the center himself.

Well, it must have been a gain story for each other at this point.

The Marquis and his predecessors recognize each other as partners. We tried to make the connection stronger by having the Marquis's daughter marry the Count's son.

"Sir. Physically handicapped."

A decree advances to the Marquis, but the Marquis laughs off.

"I'm not gonna get drunk like this."

and drank the cup in one breath and exhaled heavily.

I put aside a few moments and said it seemed difficult for the decree to cut it out.

"- I am truly sorry. I'm afraid I have a report for your husband."

"… say"

I guess I felt it not sound good for the voice color of the decree. The Marquis frowned face-to-face.

"Kathleen, the servants of the ancient ginseng with the lady have been laid off."

- Is that true?

"Yes."

I left Cadkeus stranded, but finally I could hear what I wanted to hear. I was sick and tired of talking about it for nothing.

The Marquis frowns and bites his lips.

"This is... I have to draw my hand from the Count's house."

I don't feel like I'm worried about my daughter. Or the information is out of date. Dad has already hit his next hand against the Marquis.

"I thought I should see it that way."

"Totally abominable. Don't leave me alone."

That is to say, drink that has been carried again.

No. I knew you were trying to interfere with the Count's house through Kathleen. You can see it as definitive that far.

Dad probably manipulated the information so that the information on the servant's dismissal would also be leaked slowly. The Marquis is about to run and this compared to their prospective father. It feels like the Marquis is behind us.

The Marquis' mine says output has fallen in recent years. Jiri is poor when the key items are depleted even after the route has been explored. If the impact on the Count family can be greatly increased… we can expect further reductions in transport costs by making the Marquis adopt a preferential policy, and we know that we feel secure in the future.

Still. Come here now to talk about Kathleen's servant, or... That we're talking like this...

"Report"

And that's when Sheila came to hear about the Bandit Guild informant.

Once I cut the link with the other side, I turn back to Sheila.

"There are no alchemists connected to the Marquis. Some medicines come and go, but they count as many a year. The Marquis doesn't seem to pay much attention to his body."

"Sounds like..."

Because this is all I do. I was given a scatter indication of whether I was taking the doctor lightly or not.

bulimia...... I remember the sight of heartburn and decided to purify it with Grace's brewed herbal tea. Along with the tone of the lute played by Illumhilt, the thought calms me down when it comes to healing.

Uh... what do you say. As far as using Kathleen is concerned.

As for the secret medicine, I don't feel like it's a painting by the Marquis.

If you can prepare something like that, you won't fall off, normal.

"What's Kathleen's footprint for the day?

"I'm pretty sure he was visiting the Marquis. The carriage has been sighted."

"What happened to the Marquis that day?"

"Ball. This is for attendees. Got a copy of the bookkeeping."

And I'll give you the list.

"Erm. How?

"I don't know exactly. However, I heard that when I talk to my servant, I sometimes sell them to pocket money. Young people who want to make connections to the social world want rosters like this."

"Hmm."

That should be called the Bandit Guild, or should we see the Marquis' servants as of poor quality? Maybe the Marquis doesn't pay well. That's a tough story.

From what I can see through my eyes on the list - the Marquis seems to be heavily in and out of people. So I guess Kathleen should see someone.

Someone with such an interest...... especially someone who can prepare a secret drug, is there?

I don't care if he seems to want to interfere with me or Byron at this time.

Kathleen's use of the pills was largely due to her father's pursuit of responsibility in the wake of Byron's case.

It is possible that the Marquis had a different purpose in the first place than it was difficult to believe that the Marquis had prepared a secret medicine because he did not know about the servant.

"Ashley... you know what?

"Uh. I think he's the eldest son of a house with a name in his school building."

We fill holes talking to Ashley, Sheila and Illumhilt where we don't know each other very well.

As I add supplements to the list with the blade pen, I see the whole picture step by step. Associate Baron to the knight. descendants of lower aristocrats and merchants.... not very big.

Are you saying that the Marquis is seen as a fallacy? The faces in line also seem small. I totally get the impression that it's turning into a young social place, a place to meet.

But one of them has a different title.

"Diviner, huh?"

Anastasia-Armendalis.

"That's a bit of a famous fortune teller. Out of a wealthy house, you think the court nobility likes you because fortune strikes you? He's got a little face in the social world."

Sheila supplemented me.

Kathleen doesn't mind her father forming in the realm, and there must have been years when she was coming to Termwilds to make Byron and the others' connections. If you have a face in the social world, it's no wonder you have face-to-face knowledge there.

"... for once, why don't you go see him? If you're a fortune teller, you won't refuse, and maybe you can hear the story of the day."

"Is it dangerous if you're an executor?

Grace tilts her neck as she listens beside her.

Executor, huh? Well, sure. If it's impossible to say that there's a connection to the court nobility, or that it's wealthy, it's possible, and maybe it has motive.

The question is whether Kathleen believes in potency by being given such medication - but there's no evidence left anyway. Do you believe it or not if you serve medicine to your servants and demonstrate it?

"If you watch out for food and drink, you'll be fine... well, because there are countermeasures"

More than a cracked seed called magic medicine, it can be countered.

...... Devil's necklace. A necklace that has the effect of deactivating debuffs and bad stats.

It's a powerful piece of equipment, but it also has the disadvantage of equally disabling the effects of buffs and useful magic drugs, or a constant chance of breaking them. But this trait should work equally for the mouthpiece of Arlaune, which is a magic drug.

As for how to make a necklace, instead of engraving a normal procedure on the magic stone, I need to have the prayers of the goddess Shuas's witches and clerics included... in my case, there is a handout in a very good place.

Or is it not the royalty and the nobles who need the necklace more than I do?

There is no reason why measures would not be taken if they had known the existence of the mouthpiece of Arlaune. I guess not doing that means that the very existence of the drug is not known.

The present situation is highly dangerous because it is not known both of its existence and of the measures taken. You just have to break the equilibrium there.