The Abandoned Baroness is one of the Black Knight’s favorites

Gilbert went back to his apartment and took a glass of tap water to drink at once. The date has changed. Pour more water into the glass and place it on the table. Loosening the tie around her neck, she sat idle in a chair for one person. Close your eyes and you will naturally breathe deeply.

Today's harvest was great. In addition to building a new connection within the royal castle, I also saw the mystery of the power struggle between Konrad and Helmut. But for that, I had a lot of trouble. The men of the Knights were friendly, but lively and noisy, and Camille woke up after that, but he was drunk and had to be taken home. All finished, Gilbert confirms that postal undercover is off tomorrow. I was going to look for another place tomorrow. It's a place that can't be infiltrated as a postal jill.

"─ ─ I'm so tired...."

Gilbert closed his eyes and looked up. Cover both eyelids with the palm of your right hand. I am accustomed to using my magic. Naturally, I am accustomed to leaving home on a mission. But it was the first time for me to lie about my personality and live away from my loved ones. Emotions that can be called heartfelt are getting bigger and bigger every day. Away from the country, away from home ─ ─ away from Sofia, the feeling that you are becoming thinner and thinner. That was something Gilbert hasn't noticed before. I had a weak attachment to myself, until now.

I have Sofia now. Sofia loves me. It was a good thing to feel attached to. It is a shackle and a stronghold. Remove the handkerchief from your chest pocket. After all, I thought the lovely clover flowers didn't suit me. But it's sophisticated, healthy and adorable. The modest assertions that made me think I was an amulet were also mischievous. The occasional fever of earrings is a testament to Sofia's safe living. A definite connection helped Gilbert move forward again.

The next day, Gilbert dressed in a finer costume and infiltrated the merchants' salons. Silver-edged glasses are for undressed disguises. When mixed with wealthy merchants, Gilbert's behavior was natural.

"That's the first face I've seen. Which one is it?

Even a free-flowing salon can be seen with strange eyes by people you don't know. It was a man who looked about a turn older than Gilbert who shouted at me with an exploratory look. Although it is a gentle thing, it is either a wealthy nobleman or a nobleman who is interested in business because he is here ─ ─ Either he is a fox or a fox.

"Nice to meet you. I'm from a neighboring country trying to do business in Elatos. I heard this is the best salon in King's Landing."

Answer with a daring attitude and laugh lightly.

Speaking of neighbors, is it the west side? What is the item?

"It's sweets. Because sugar is said to be a luxury product in Elatos. ─ ─ Well, we don't have a club yet."

Gilbert said the man smiled joyfully with his eyes open. I wonder if I have become the enemy of a man's business.

I see. That's a good decision. But I don't know if I can sell expensive goods without connections... because the economy isn't so good right now. "

Gilbert disappears to the man who starts talking kindly at once. If you deceive a merchant, it will be better not to deceive yourself.

Are you sure?

"Yes, it will be difficult now."

"Is that because His Majesty is sick? Or of His Highness the First Prince...."

Gilbert dared to cut the words.

"Ah, ah. If His Majesty is sick and His Royal Highness the First Prince is separated from the palace, it seems that everyone will sink."

A man answers with a kind smile. The slight discomfort caused Gilbert to cut in at a distance.

"─ ─ Does His Highness the First Prince really not come to the Separation Palace? I heard from someone who works for the royal castle."

The man loosened his mouth. I can't tell if it's because I admitted Gilbert or because of the awkward bargaining technique. Gilbert holds down his right hand and smiles brightly as he tries to continue.

"Well, well. You are good for business. [M] However, the salesperson should find something else. ─ ─ Ah, I'm not saying that, I'm just telling the truth."

"That's...."

"I thought you were young, but you're interesting."

"─ ─ Thank you."

Gilbert hid his disappointment that he couldn't get the answer he wanted under his face. The man observes Gilbert's expression for a moment and removes the envelope from the inner pocket of his jacket. The envelope was black with gold foil pressed against its edges. The man gave Gilbert a bad smile and handed it to him.

"Isn't it more interesting to find the answer yourself? In business, information is the best weapon. You're not going to give it to me in return for nothing."

I received it aggressively when it was handed over. Turning around, a dark red sealed wax was pressed with the seal of a stranger.

"This is an invitation to a masked ball hosted by the Marquises. It will happen again next week night. You might get some interesting information about who they're hiding."

"This is..."

It was a thank you to Gilbert. The connection with the nobles that I thought I'd have to sneak into the royal castle came rolling in. If you don't have connections, you won't get a masked ball invitation.

"Are you sure you want to give something like this to a newcomer like me...?"

"I don't mind. I was just asked to give it to an interesting person."

You can't see a man's true intentions from his slender attitude. Gilbert sighed small and put the envelope in his pocket.

"So, what do you want in return?

"It's helpful to talk quickly. ─ ─ When you enter Elatos, I just want you to make a deal with my store. I'm selling paper, so I know what I can do for you."

You must have stepped on paper to pack confectionery and store supplies. And I didn't plan to open it, but it seemed like Gilbert's confectionery shop was worth it.

"I'd like to ask for that from here. I'll see you here when the store opens."

Gilbert held out his right hand and shook hands with the man to put the salon behind him. Naturally, I have thoroughly checked the man's information.

Sure, the man seemed to be selling paper, but the business was an investor. The masked ball belongs to a leading Second Prince aristocracy, and the man keeps an invitation from the aristocrat's son. But the man himself is not a second prince, nor is he a first prince. He seems to be neutral for business.

Appreciating the encounter that never made a name for each other until the end, Gilbert summarized today's report in his brain.