I Shall Survive Using Potions!

"Hey..."

A merchant whose complete petrification was solved and who finally spoke out about it.

"You fooled me!

No, that's a saying.

"No, I cheated or nothing, from the beginning, I don't know what to do... I have never said that I am the 'user', and without a busy explanation, I just get spoken about not knowing something, and I still don't know what's going on..."

When I said that, the merchant shut up, thinking that there had just been a setback for them.

And......

"And excuse me! You got in the way."

At first, he said something that sounded like an apology and just pulled it off.

"... That's right, it's Caorle! The arms that deceive or embed people are not all over us..."

And Francette says something.

"You're not complimenting me at all on that!!

Anyway, first of all, a paragraph.

... Next, I guess the royal palace's hands.

"Do you have a shopkeeper!

The next thing I did, I wasn't the palace's handler.

"Ma, Marial? How could this be..."

Yes, Carlos' master, Viscount Reifel's head, Viscount Marial von Reifel, that person.

I'm not telling you my real name, who I am, and, of course, where I am. So Marial should think that I am "a goddess, a friend of Lady Celestine's, who helped Carlos." To that end, it descended deliberately into the human world….

So you can't possibly know I'm here.

So, coincidence?

Did you come to this store for something else?

… but what the hell is the matter with the lord of the aristocracy himself, such as in a small retail shop run by civilians?

When the reason for Marial's visit is unpredictable and I am solidified......

"Is there a clerk there, a shopkeeper?

Huh?

Right now, I'm not so disguised, am I?

Sure, I was changing the color of my hair and eyes at that time, but my hair that was chestnut just turned black, and it shouldn't be color changing enough to completely change my image, like blonde or silver hair. The color of the eyes has changed considerably from pale to light brown (hazel), but it is not enough to change the appearance. And the color of the skin, although it was a little white, would not normally make people indistinguishable just because they were somewhat tanned. That's how you won't know......

In fact, even when he was reunited with Fransette, he was spotted in one shot, even though he had silver hair, different eye colors when he first met him, and the assumption that the goddess couldn't possibly be walking all over the city around him.

... and no way...

I held my hands gently and pinned my index finger.

And I put each of those fingers against the eyes of both eyes,... and kept my fingers down, drooling eyes.

"Ah, goddess!

I knew it, let's do it!!

After that, he locked the door with a bill for temporary closure, closed the curtains and moved upstairs. In the meantime, listening to Marial is our top priority.

In addition to us, Francette, Belle, and Layette are present. Marial is a deep-window maid, so you might get nervous when you have a man you don't know.

The men will have their ears clear in the next room. Here, because it's paper armor about wall soundproofing.

Marial is a Viscount, but she thinks of me as a goddess, and it's troublesome, so can I have a tame tone to speak to?

"It's tough! From Wang Du, a merchant!

Yeah, I know.

"And what a bunch of royal palace handlers!

Yeah, I know.

"Besides, if you're looking for a girl with a bad eye..."

Yeah, I know that, too.

And Marial, who stares seriously at my face.

"... Did you mean the goddess..."

Yeah.

So, for now, what I want to know is,

"How could you do that I'm here?

Where did the information leak from? Find it out, smash the leaked hole, and plug it. That is the first priority.

And if you stare at Marial...

"Oh, I asked my dogs"

"Heh?

Unexpectedly, there was a dumb voice.

"No, so to our dogs...... The goddess,"

"Oh, wait! In the meantime, stop that 'goddess' thing. I don't know where people's ears are, and when I'm used to saying it, even when I can't, I accidentally get out."

"Ah..."

Um, he understood.

"About me, Caorle and..."

"Oh, hi!

Marial has no choice but to call it 'Quaol'. Besides, you'll hear the Francets calling me 'Caorle' anyway.

So, when I asked Marial again, apparently Marial asked the Viscount dogs if they knew where I was, first he led me to where I was feeding the dogs and crows, and from there he traced the smell to find out where I was. I could have traced the smell from the Viscount's mansion, but it was faster, they said...

Damn, you have a pretty good nose.... just for dogs.

She arrived here during closing hours, decided to visit her later, and went home that day. And now I'm here.

"Oh, speaking of which, to dogs and crows, you didn't stop talking about me. Ahhh!

Because it wasn't planned for Marial to be able to talk to animals, and in the first place, I never thought that dogs or crows would talk about where I was!!

Yes, the original plan was to allow Carlos to speak the human language. It was changed abruptly by Marial's hope that Marial could speak animal language.

Because I was convinced that Marial would explain that she was more comfortable with ensuring support for wild dogs and crows and that she would not have to worry about breaking the promise of "help only once in case of injury or illness", which was a reward for cooperation. So it was a sudden change, so the checks on the fixes that came with it were sweet......

My mistake. I can't help thinking about it now.

But there's one important thing I need to check.

"Marial, when you come here, is it possible that you were followed?

When I asked, Marial answered me with a serious face.

"Yes, things, it doesn't mean 'absolutely', so I'm not saying that the possibility is zero. But I was wondering if the odds of being tailed so far are quite low...

He snuck out of the mansion with a common, plain outfit, rented a room in a store where he had spoken beforehand, and let it go beforehand, exchanging clothes with me and a maid of similar dress and hair color. I left the back door after the maid left the store for a while.

And then two more disguise operations like that. After that, even if there was a forceful slip on a crowded boulevard, a retrograde to the flow of people, and so on, and a rather familiar watch on tailing, I think the pursuit was probably shaken off "

... who are you, Marial!