I became the sick nobelman

Chapter 54 - Invitation (1)

The hearts of the ears did not turn overnight.

It had to be looked at with an open heart.

Even if you change your mind in at least half a year, it will be a huge loss.

I'll leave the bird to the bird.

Cassion smiled at that moment.

"I see. I'll tell Dion."

"Give it to me."

I should have received a reply since I wrote a letter.

I had written a letter to Serti Shio asking her to buy time, or to just prevent her father from joining hands with the second prince, and I wrote another letter to Corrence Lumina, warning him that the second prince was not the prince he supported.

If I've said this much, then the reply I should get in return is the answer I wanted.

[I'm going to risk my heart to stop him.]

Serti's answer was clear...

[It'll be hard to get out of the way, but I will try to get out of the way as much as I can.]

Corrence's answer was a bit vague.

But he was under the oath of mana, so he'll act in moderation.

Ruel handed the letter back to Cassion.

"I'm leaving after eating. Get ready."

"Yes, I will prepare."

—Where are you going?

Leo pricked up his ears.

As soon as he was about to say he was going to kill a rat, Ruel fixed his language.

"I have to meet someone."

—This body will follow you. This body must protect Ruel.

"Yes."

Leo smiled even at Ruel's grim answer.

***

I said I didn't need a see-off because I wanted to go out quietly, but Cheynol, Tyson, and Drianna were standing in front of the main entrance of the castle.

"Aren't you all busy? I guess I gave you too little work to do."

"It doesn't matter whether I was busy or free when you're on your way out. I'm going to see you off as a representative of the Knights. I ask for your understanding."

"It's the same for me. I'm going to see you off as a representative of the Knights of Magic."

Drianna grinned, tailing Cheynol's words.

"What about uncle?"

"As an uncle, I'll see you off. You've been out a lot lately."

Even though I've been quiet for a week.

In bewilderment, Ruel looked at Tyson approaching him.

"Don't overdo it. Call me when you're in danger. Whoever it is, your uncle will kill them."

The last few words were said in a quiet whisper.

However, the thorn in the words was so sharp that Ruel swallowed dry saliva without realizing it.

"I'm sorry to say this again, but don't overdo it."

Soon after, Tyson smiled kindly.

At that smile, Ruel smiled as well.

"Yes, I won't overdo it."

"Then that's fine. I look forward to your kind cooperation, Aris."

"Yes, don't worry."