This is there was a handsome man who could surpass the protagonist Ryan and Keisen's minor character.

Not It was an exaggeration to say, in addition to his faces, long soft silver The man's hair seemed to be more well-groomed, than the hair of Marceau or anyone in the Empire.

Despite on the fact that the man made a sharp impression with its sharp eyes, cat-shaped, his soft voice compensated for this. The corners of a man's eyes, that bent every time He was smiling, also played a role.

«... who wouldn't believe that he could be a real hidden hero?"

–Really merchant...? Marceau asked, impassive looking at the man. "He looks too much handsome to be an extra...

"Lety said the merchant was a fallen aristocrat. It's clear that he's in a lower position, than I... Does it make sense that such a person didn't appear in the original?"

–Excuse me However, I am really a merchant. But what Do you mean by extra? –with The man, Darcy, asked with a smile.

–And Nothing much.

"I I'll have to ask Laty later how she found him."

Going nodded, as if possessed, Marceau rounded eyes.

"I, Without realizing it, she was rude.

Surprised his appearance, disrespectful words came out of my mouth spontaneously.

No I have the dignity of a young woman Awnings. Why Should I Pay Attention attention to a merchant who doesn't even Do you know?" The girl lifted her head boldly.

Eyes Marceau and Darcy met. Like Faced with a wild beast, her will was instantly overwhelmed by the gaze gaze and overwhelming impulse.

–Forgive me.

–Yes I do.

Hard was not to see the dignity that emanated from Darcy's body, which the normal one didn't have Person. Despite a few rough remarks, apologies worked perfectly.

«... he Is he a master hermit? If he doesn't know about me, the conversation can go wrong as it should be."

–You Do you know who I am...? Marceau immediately asked. Does the man know who she is.

–Only daughter of the Marquis Etvar. Marceau Etvar. No? – Darcy continued to resemble a painting, even when he frowned slightly, as if looking for memories. And it wasn't that he had memory problems.

When Marceau froze at what she saw, Darcy smiled and continued:

–I A simple man who hates Say respectful words to aristocrats. Even if they sound a little rude, Please don't get me wrong, lady.

"That's it how...

Man controlled his facial expressions and voice well, to such an extent that from sudden Marceau's respectful words were too much self. Oddly enough, drops of sweat on her back.

Darcy looked down and muttered, as if lamenting:

–We are still just people so why would anyone so fixated on status and position...

Words that the man was talking about were overflowing inner nobility.

"To call aristocrats by people who are obsessed with status and position. It's been a long time ever since I've met someone with such a from a modern point of view."

Behaviour a man who was more aristocratic, than anyone else, was very much Peculiar.

–I came here today because it was It is strange that there is a man who is looking for magical tools, however... If You don't like me, you can chase me away me right now.

Marceau discovered a strange commonality with a man whom I met for the first time today. She was now the only daughter Marquise, and the society of the estates is not was in accordance with her spiritual constitution, so she was just being generous to herself a beautiful woman whose reflection I didn't see it in the mirror for a long time.

"It's exhausting to care about what others think."

– ... You You can use a semi-official speech.

"Answer in a way that is convenient for you."

–Thank you Darcy thanked him, as if he had been waiting for it. With the corners of her eyes that curved from the contentment, he looked like an adult Cat.

–How Did you get here?

–I used a magic tool, which he did himself. It's a ring allows you to teleport, but in this if I want to try to create something New.

On A ring flashed in the man's hand, inlaid with purple precious Stone. It was a magic stone. The meticulous craftsmanship of the ring was as beautiful as the works Jewelers.

"You're You can easily create a teleportation item, that even a non-mage can use because you don't need to draw a magic circle for a long time? The feeling I had for some The time ago, was right. This one The man is talented.

I thought he was just a merchant, but That he does it himself is even more interesting. An added bonus is its Attractive face.

Before In total, it is worth continuing the conversation. In In any case, if we have business relationship, will it be important that conversations We have semi-formal or fully Do they follow etiquette? If he's doing well your job, great. In fact, I'm I don't really know what kind of person he is."

–You Say you can create it yourself Magic tools?

–Correct. I sell them too," Darcy's eyes glittered as he looked at the the ring he made.

"Judging by the By the way he serves everything well, he's A merchant indeed..." after a moment's thought, Marceau resolutely Said:

–Eat the magic tool I want to create. Magic Stones Will Be provided by me.

–Size Board?

–I think Let's start with 5 billion gold.

"In It wasn't easy for me to spend my time Even 100,000 won, but now it's 100 won million is not for me Significant. It's a price that's already low, because I'm going to give him the magic crystals."

Darcy nodded contentedly.

–Ok. Then, what a magic tool wants to create an aristocrat, and even the only daughter of the Marquis Etvar?

"Apparently He thinks my intention is bragging to others. In a world where Everyone looks down on the magic instruments, daughter of the Marquis of Etvar, called a, looking for a merchant magic tools.

However It's all for my recluse!"

Girl She held out the drawings she had drawn itself.

–Machine to record what is happening and a player.

First the project of Marceau, who wanted to lock herself up At home.

This is cinema.

–About This is just the beginning, there are many more.

Face Darcy, who seemed cold, beamed Vitality.

*****

After long discussions Darcy activated A magical teleportation tool. The picture in front of his eyes is instantaneous Changed.

He was in the bathroom in the ramshackle yard, like a ruin.

Man I looked through the previously turned Curtains. The guards looked around.

That the way they moved, as if they didn't want to It was pathetic to miss anything important. In fact, these were people who didn't could even catch a man coming out from the palace.

Darcy seemed amusing that his let them out for a walk to reduce Blame.

"What Well, thanks to you, I've found something for myself interesting."

So Or rather, he had heard rumors that Marquis Etvar's daughter looking for a merchant magic tools.

Though even if it hadn't been for that rumor, Darcy was still was also going to go see the face of a woman in love with Prince Ryan, to get magic stones, or to hide at the Marquis of Efecles, where she was the woman whom the Crown Prince loved very much, Leshuan.

"Oh, The second option would be much more Attractive. If you think about our with Ryan's relationship.

However the effort and time required to do so, are too big.

Easier seduce a woman who has little to do knows about the world than to hide in the strenuous guarded palace. Especially if she sees my face.

Woman that I met in person, it seemed Instantly fell in love with me, but didn't forget about their status.

On In fact, it was unclear whether it would succeed teleport today. As It's a space where you can never to draw a magic circle," Darcy narrowed his eyes, remembering the first impression of Marceau Etvar.

"They're walking rumors that she's a vain who can't do anything but go crazy.

I I don't believe the rumors, but I know that the aristocrats hostile to magical tools and mages. Therefore, the interest the aristocrat of Etvar to the magical I considered it a whim.

I was ready to be threatened with a dagger to the neck, or by cutting off a finger to to achieve what you want.

... not thought she was really interested the creation of magical tools.

Yet and the reason for the creation of these strange magic tools are also unusual. To be comfortable at home, laziness. So that you don't want to leave the house.

Well Maybe that's why I got interested in it."

Darcy checked the magic crystals, fully stuffing the bag. That was enough In order not to lack in research.

On In fact, for the man were important magic stones, not money. In the course of the Different conditions were put forward for the deal.

Meeting should always be in private, without the presence of strangers. No one must know about them. If they are met someone they know, trade will is immediately discontinued.

"Probably, This is due to the fact that the only daughter Marquise Etvar is in dire need of a search A mage who creates magic tooling. Marceau herself looked like this, It's like I'm amazed by my skills.

In In a way, it's natural. People Welcoming Magic Tools and sorcerers who want to touch to the creation of magical tools, Not anymore. Cases like this to me, rarely.

Must Do I think that far?"

Undressing, Darcy plunged into the already cold water in the Bath. Cold water was perfect to cool the thoughts in his head.

Man threw a small bead on his clothes, that I just was. It was a magical Flame Tool.

With With a crack, the clothes burned on the bathroom floor. Darcy watched with impassivity Mien.

–And This," the man blinked, pulling out An eye color changer tool that inserted it in his right eye.

This is was a magic tool that flowed a thin film on the eye, created for Reducing the fear of warriors and aristocrats and mages who used to tremble before nim.

Darcy was reflected in a mirror located on the diagonals from the bathtub. A man's right eye flashed red. Contrasting color with the blue color of his left eye, resembling about good and evil.

Darcy He blinked and slapped the water in exasperation.

He I left the bathroom and headed to the bedroom.

Man took the scented candles out of the chest of drawers, when I put away the bag with the magic crystals that I received today, under the bed. It was almost his The only pleasure is normal person while locked in a room. Because of his bent position, she was naked Skin with well-developed musculature.

Shh

When A candle with incense was lit with with the help of a magic tool, from There was a slight smoke coming out of it.

Darcy Sitting on the couch, inhaled the aroma of relaxed expression. Bitter The taste in his mouth reminded him that he Alive.

When The man inhaled, the smoke covered his eyes twilight. Darcy seemed enough sluggish to look absent-minded, but His gaze remained sharp and terrifying.

Darcy pulled out the papers she had given him earlier Marceau. His head moved with difficulty.

–Record and playback.

"Order, that I received today turned out to be more intuitive and new than I expected. It's new, and it's perfect. Not sure where this will be used but research will be more enjoyable than I thought.

Participation In the struggle for the throne is a headache, and to live It's disgusting here for the rest of my life. In this sense, this work is for me a good opportunity to spend a boring Time with the right benefit."

Darcy He looked at the ring on his finger.

"Teleportation for short distances with the help of this magic tool is successful, but Escaping to a foreign country is a different story history."

Fertilizer – There was a short knock at the door.

–And Come in," with a sad expression on his face, As if he hadn't gone anywhere, he replied Darcy.

Servant glancing at the papers in his hands, He held out a tray. There was dinner.

–Prince You've been in the Bathroom.

–Me I feel nauseous every time I'm being watched. I also have to enjoy my loneliness, isn't it? If you were a man, you should understand me.

So long The man was talking to an expressionless face, the servant's face flushed.

By shaking head, the servant went away without saying a word.

–Ha... – Darcy inhaled again.

Smoke Incense filled the man's field of vision, Like a thick fog. His eyes sparkled.

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