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"The secret appraisal does not even make a copy of the appraisal in exchange for a large sum of money: a large gold coin, and the appraiser is an appraisal that even makes a pledge to keep the appraisal contents secret. There will be a witness, but the witness also promises to keep what he sees in that room a secret. Then ask, is the secret to be kept against the Marquis of Tubolt as well? Or can the Marquis Tubolt know what the appraisal is?"
"Of course the Marquis Tubolt may know the appraisal details. its duties and rights."
"Really? Then why make a copy of the appraisal with a normal appraisal that is not a secret appraisal"
"To keep records."
"Then why don't we keep a record in the secret appraisal"
"To keep the appraisal a secret."
"Keep a secret from who?"
"It is… all who see the record, and the adventurers and others"
"The Marquis will not be included in all of this."
"Naturally."
"But when I was explained that the secret appraisal was an appraisal that kept the appraisal secret, the Marquis wasn't told that it was the exception, and rather that I wanted to keep it the most secret against the Marquis. Once the Marquis has known, the Marquis may teach the appraisal to any of his men. Then there's no point in a secret appraisal."
"Keep the contents of the products coming out of the Tubolt Labyrinth a secret from His Excellency the Marquis, disrespect."
"I have not now heard what Lord Commander thinks. Now he's talking about what the appraisee thinks. I understood a secret appraisal to be an appraisal that would not convey content to anyone, including the Marquis. That's why I paid a large sum of money."
"That's rational."
Then why did Grandpa get angry?
"I don't know that"
"Grandpa said the appraisal results of the secret appraisal were known only to the client and appraiser, and the appraiser would be subject to confidentiality until his death. The words made me feel proud to uphold confidentiality until my death. The pride of keeping secrets from the Marquis."
"That's just your guess."
"Even when I asked him questions about the appraisal, Grandpa bothered to write an answer on the paper. Not to inform the witness. If the witness thought he would not report the appraisal to the Marquis, there is no way he would do that."
"The appraiser has not been informed in what way His Excellency the Marquis will know the contents of the secret appraisal."
"Wouldn't that be cheating on an appraiser?"
"I just didn't tell you"
"Then let's hear it. Do you think an adventurer would pay for a large piece of gold if he found out the secret appraisal results were out of reach for the Lords?
"Few adventurers will pay"
"So you know what you're doing. We're bad."
"I want you to stop being rude"
"The extrajudicial appraisal fee of one large gold coin, the method of not making a copy of the appraisal, the deliberate appraisal in a separate room, the fact that the witness stood in such a position that he could not read the letter and promised not to say anything else about what he saw was a trap to alarm and attract the adventurer, who felt he had been given that one stick. I thought I was being made to help people. That's why I got mad."
This word seemed to have swept into something of Eliza, and she thought about it for a while.
So you're gonna tell me it's a sin that the Marquis of Tubolt would like to know about the product that came out of the Tubolt Labyrinth?
"And this is a different story. Then let's hear something else. Who made the promise to keep secrets about the appraisal?"
"Huh? An appraiser would promise to make you a client."
"So the appraisal fee will belong to the appraiser."
"There's no way that's possible. It would be decided to belong to the Marquis."
"I didn't know you would. It is the appraiser who actually makes the appraisal, but it is the appraisal on behalf of the Marquis, either as a Marquis minister or as a hired person."
"I can't help it."
"And the witness, too, should not be present on the spot as an individual. You have to be present on behalf of the Marquis. Appraisers and sitters work in the name of the Marquis, and the credibility of their work is the credibility of the Marquis."
"That's natural."
"That means the Marquis made a promise that secrets will never be known except by appraisers. The promise was broken by the Marquis. No, it was a lie vow from the beginning. Can a proud appraiser work under such a marquis?
Eliza silenced. I guess I'm trying to understand what the bumped word means.
"Lords are in a position to make decisions and make people follow them. Sometimes, however, I think that I will not be tied to the decision. But I'm going to defend it, so I'm going to build it."
"Pre-Construction?"
"That's right. Once you've built a precinct called the Secret Appraisal, you shouldn't break it. You bragged to me about the secret appraisal. The witness, Guislan, said he did find it. But that was a word you shouldn't have said even if your mouth was torn. I had to keep it a secret."
"Because you tried to deceive me, I stuck my evidence. You kept it a secret that Guislan had seen, didn't you reveal that you had deceived him?"
"Even if I found out the facts in Guislan's report, I shouldn't have said it. If you want proof, you can investigate and gather evidence based on that information, and you would have gotten something of this, just say you should be reaching the hierarchy of this. One word you bragged about was proving yourself to be a shithead who doesn't keep his faith."
Eliza relaxed and silenced. Wait a long time, Zoltan spoke up.
"My lady. Now you know what to apologize to Old Master Termin. Go now."
"But the forgiveness of Lord Lecan has not been forthcoming"
"It's not easy to get forgiveness. I talked to Lord Lekan about this, and I can honestly say that he told me this. Then apologize sincerely. Don't try to force me to hold back. Just apologize. From there on forward is from then on."
"Okay."
Eliza stood up and thanked Lecan.
"Thank you for your teachings. Nevertheless, Lord Lekan often understands the idea of an adventurer. The way you talk is like a real adventurer, too. I was impressed. Bye."
"Ah, my lady. I'll stay here."
"Huh? Oh. Will it warm the old relationship with the inn's sauce? Okay."
"Wait. I remember one thing"
"What is it, Lord Lecan?"
"Grandpa gave me back the big gold coin I paid. Maybe that was my grandfather's own money. Make sure, if your grandfather gave you his money, you'd better give it back."
"Okay. Thanks."
And Eliza left, and Zoltan stayed.