87 84 stories, confusion for all.

"What's the matter, you look a lot more serious"

Seeing the faces of the two of us, Mr. Seiselk asks in a bewildered manner.

After a little thought, Mr. Ratlua took a big, deep breath as he had decided to be ready.

Let Mr. Seiselk, who was a little freaked out about the condition, sit in his chair and tell him what the exchange was at the store today and what the two of us were talking about.

"... no, but... but..."

A deep wrinkle is carved between Mr. Seiselk's eyebrows.

So hard to assume that the aristocracy we are now talking about is the person of the organization?

In my image, people do anything for money and power.

Mr. Seiselk sighs loudly.

"I think Ivy's idea could be. But I don't think it's Count Faltria."

Count Faltria?

Could it be the noble name I suspect?

"Why not?

"Count Faltria is the one who suggested control."

"Is that right? Uh, how did you come up with a proposal for control?

"Uh, I wonder what it was. But Count Faltria got the information on the merchant doing the back business. The merchant was in and out of the former merchant's... No, it wasn't. The merchant should have been based in a different place...... That? How did you end up taking control of that place?

"... did you investigate a different place than the first one?

"Oh, yeah. I wonder whose information it was. I can't remember."

I don't think it's possible that Mr. Seiselk can remember such an important thing.

What is conceivable is that information was deliberately hidden and flown.

But where did the information on the former merchant come from?

"Is that it? Why did it become that place?

Mr. Seiselk's flashy voice arrives.

Mr. Ratlua also has a complicated face.

"Ahhh! I'm not good at this! That's why I became an adventurer!

Mr. Seiselk suddenly messed up his hair with his hands and shouted out loud.

Mr. Ratlua and I were surprised and jumped out of the chair.

And stare at Mr. Seiselk, who still keeps giving you a roar that doesn't make sense.

... broken.

Mr. Seiselk is broken.

I gaze at Mr. Ratlua and sit back in the chair.

I don't know what to do, leave it for about 5 minutes.

Finally, the roar stopped.

Good.

I was really anxious to know what I would do if I stayed like this.

I'm just a little nervous about him not showing his face, though.

"What are you doing?

Mr. Borolda looks at Mr. Seiselk with a flashing look as he turns to the voice he hears from behind.

Can I help you?

I mean, I need your help.

Mr. Ratlua tells you how he's been and what he's been talking about.

Again, Mr. Borolda seemed a little confused along the way, but he listened to me until the end.

"Well, so this is what happened to Seiselk. I don't like this guy's drowsy stuff and he's an adventurer. The adventurer, look, all you have to do is crusade."

Really? That's done a very bad thing.

Let's not look at Mr. Ratlua looking kind of funny.

I don't want to get involved.

"But Ivy"

"Yes."

I wonder what they'll say.

I thought you were thinking too much.

"You're deluding the years. You're definitely not 9 years old. Be honest."

Looks like Mr. Borolda's in a mess, too.

I'm telling you, I'm not confused.

It was read.

"Well, look, Ivy's story surprised me. It's similar to what we talked about today."

"What do you mean?

"I was called to Gilmouth in the morning, but there was also the head of the vigilante. So, he told me that our own people could have traitors. Apparently, there's a suspicious guy on the lookout."

"Wow, it's doing exactly what Ivy said. That's amazing, Ivy."

"Right? So I'm definitely not saying I'm 9!

Even so, I'm 9 years old in this look.

"So, if the vigilante has a traitor, things change. About Meera's behavior."

"Oh, so you were called back in the middle of a lookout?

Mr. Seiselk gives you a face.

I kind of look like I've aged about 5 in the last few decades.

"Oh, it's going to be the other side's idea to move badly."

"I see. So?

"The same conclusion as Ivy's, there's something in that ex-businessman. So, I looked into the person who told me to look into that place. At first, I assumed it was Count Faltria. And then he was designating a different place."

"I remember that too, Count Faltria said the place was a private house off the village, right?

"That's right. So, it was Lord Foronda who changed it to that place"

Lord Foronda, I wonder if you are a nobleman ruling this town.

"Lord Foronda, it's one of the two I was going to tell Ivy."

Surely Mr. Borolda was a trusted aristocrat, wasn't he?

Good, Lord Foronda could be on his side from the atmosphere of this story.

But I want to find out.

How can I make a good decision about my enemies and allies?

The bag on my thigh also moves.

Turning his gaze, it looks like Sola in a regular bag is moving.

Mr. Schiffer told Sola and the bag he gave me.

It has a fur inside for some reason, it's a slightly unusual bag.

Are you comfortable in there, I like it a lot.

Oh, can't you tell by asking Sola to cooperate?

"Um, why don't you ask Sola to look into it?"

"" "What?

Why are you so surprised?

I think it would be best to look into it.

"Come on, Ivy, how can you help Sola? You can't just let him out there, can you?

"Yes, I'll have Sola tell me from inside the bag"

"Oh, that bag. I've kind of seen it before."

Mr. Seiselk stares at the bag with a surprised look on his face.

What is it, don't get anxious.

"Yes, Mr. Sifal gave it to me"

"Seriously!

Mr. Ratlua looks surprised, too.

What the fuck?

Does that mean anything to you about the bag Mr. Schiffer gave me?

It's not a magic bag, it's a regular bag.

"Um, is there something in this bag?

"No, that's okay. Cifal doesn't give a lot of people things. A little surprised."

"Not really. It's a total mistake."

Am I?

I got clothes that I could weave feathers from above, not just bags.

With that said, you got a beautiful glass too.

"For now, we can discuss that again, and now we're talking about Sora's cooperation."

Mr. Borolda stares at Mr. Seiselk and Mr. Ratlua discussing Mr. Sifal's character in the way he has been exposed.

"Bad. So, that's Sora's cooperation. Can you do that?

"I think it's okay. Sola, is Mr. Kara on your side that we met today? If you're on my side, shake it twice. If not, stop."

Something in the bag is pulling through my legs.

Mr. Kara seems to be fine.

"Mr. Kara seems to be fine. How's Mr. Luiselia?

The bag vibration stops completely and does not show movement.

After all, he seemed to be from the organization.

Too bad.

From the three of us who were looking at the condition of the bag, a small voice rises.

"It's strange as a bag move, isn't it?"

"That's okay. 'Cause some Tamers keep animals they tame in their bags."

Really?

Then it's okay to have a bag that moves on its own.

And it's strange what you're judging by Sola.