“What is this?”
With the letter on his grip, Ian looked at the letters that said ‘dark mage’ several times. Ian turned his head while shaking his hand.
“… Y… Young Master!”
Despite his loud calling, Riley was sleeping with his mouth wide open. He just kept on enjoying sweet afternoon nap.
“Young Master, Young Master! Please wake up!”
Because Riley didn’t wake up from Ian calling for him, Ian quickly jumped to the top of the carriage and woke up Riley by shaking his shoulder.
“Young Master!”
“Uuu, um… What is it? Are they done already?”
Riley felt like it hasn’t even been 30 minutes since he started to sleep. He cringed big, got up and started to rub his eyes.
“If they finished treating the children, we just need to get going, so why did you wake me?”
Riley had his cringed face toward Ian. With the look on his face, Riley was trying to say it was such a bother. However, Riley saw the look on Ian’s face. Ian looked as violent as an orc. Riley straightened his cringed face and gulped.
“Young Master.”
Ian brought his face very close to Riley. It was getting uncomfortable. Riley unconsciously pulled back and stuttered,
“Y… yeah?”
“What is this?”
Ian, with his eyes wide open, showed the paper to Riley. It was a thin piece of paper with a few lines of words written.
The paper said, ‘Young Master, it is that bastard. The dark mage from the Rainfield was revived.’
“… What about it?”
“This…!”
Having read the letter, Riley had uninterested look on his face. He tilted his head side to side and asked. Ian was going to shout something loudly, but he shut his mouth like a child with honey on his mouth.
“… Ugh.”
Ian sighed big enough to sink the ground, and that somehow made Riley concerned. Riley got a hold of the paper that Ian put forward and read the content once again.
[Young Master, it is that bastard. The dark mage from the Rainfield was revived.]
The Solia Holy Temple’s Archbishop.
One of the men with purple aura.
Riley was suspicious of Rebethra, so he had Nara to dig his background, and now, this letter came flying in. This meant…
‘The bait was bitten?’
It meant Rebethra bit the bait that Riley tossed just in case.
‘This complicates things a little since some other guy bit it instead of Kabal.’
The dark mage from the Rainfield was also one of the people with purple aura that Nara mentioned.
Riley thought about Rebethra, Kabal and the dark mage.
Rebethra was the Archbishop from Solia.
Kabal was a famous mercenary from Ansyrium.
The dark mage was recently active in Rainfield.
While thinking about them, Riley saw Ian’s face in front of him and flinched.
“What, why are you like that?”
“Young Master, are you trying to hide it again?”
Ian, with annoyed look on his face, was glaring at Riley as if he was going to burn a hole through the face with his gaze.
“… Hide what?”
“You don’t need to ask me what this old man is talking about. You know well what I’m asking about, don’t you?”
“…”
It seemed Riley was at a loss for words because of Ian’s gaze and tone. Riley just had his mouth open with a vacant look on his face. Ian raised his hand and suddenly grabbed on to Riley’s shoulder.
“Young Master!”
“You are going to make my ear fall off.”
Ian’s loud voice was enough to make other people passing by to glance at them.
“Ugh.”
Concerned about it leading to more bothersome things, Riley was going to handle this quietly by himself. However, with his butler persistently biting on to the topic and not letting go, Riley slowly rolled his eyes.
‘I think this might cause me more exhaustion if I don’t tell him.’
Ian was holding Riley’s shoulder tightly, and his eyes were in flames. They said he won’t let go of this hand unless Riley explained what this was about. Watching Ian like this, Riley thought about an advice that Iris gave him a long time ago.
‘Riley, there is no such thing as a secret that you can hide forever.’