He knows the answer. Judith has done enough for them.
However, no one's face was bright because they were at a loss as to where to go after leaving there.
At that moment, Judith, dressed in comfortable clothes, entered the dining room.
“Everyone is here? I have something to tell you.”
Judith took a deep breath when she saw that only adults were gathered in the diner room, excluding the children. All the way back from the port, Judith pondered what to do with the group of godmothers.
“I have something to tell you about your residence.”
“Please speak at your convenience, Miss Harrington.”
The godmother looked as if she would accept whatever Judith said.
“I would like you to stay in the mansion.”
“Find a place to move to immediately... What did you say, Miss Harrington?”
Pharmacist Beichi blinked as he tried to give the answer he had prepared.
“I wish we could continue to be together.”
It is dangerous to keep them hidden, she knows. But winter is coming soon. They are being driven out of that damp den, so where are they going to go?
If it were the previous Judith, she might have kept her eyes tightly shut. Business was the most important thing to her.
But the current Judith could not bring herself to chase out onto the cold winter floor the child who had come into the Marquis's residence to steal her maid's uniform.
Even though she didn't have enough time to just look at the ocean that she was seeing for the first time, she couldn't tell Tan, who was picking up seashells and bringing them back to her because she said she was going to collect them to make incense.
And isn't there also this saying?
“High risk, high return.”
"Yes?"
“The higher the risk, the higher the reward.”
Everyone had a look on their face like it was the first time they had ever heard something like that.
“The incense business is on the rise right now. You have to row when the water comes in. I want to row that oar with you.”
“...Why did your tone suddenly change to that of a conman?”
He had to face a sharp glare from Judith because Tan interrupted the flow in the middle.
“Erne and I alone can’t handle making incense and maintaining the mansion. That’s why I’m thinking of hiring you guys officially.”
“Yes?”
First of all, there were three people who could be called old in the group of godmothers, but only one godmother had difficulty moving.
The other two were younger than their godmother and still had plenty of time to kill.
Judith hired them both as gardeners. It seemed like a good idea, since they were naturally Shartinian, but other families often hired Shartinian to do garden work.
Of the remaining members, excluding Beichi and Tan, who earn money on their own, two-thirds are employed to make incense, and Mia, the housekeeper, and the rest are employed as servants in the mansion.
Ryan, who looked exactly like an imperial citizen but couldn't get a proper job because of her limping and weak body, decided to help Henry work at the incense shop.
Finally, children will run errands, but for now, they will be playing the role of children: studying and playing.
They negotiated a reduced salary in exchange for room and board.
'If I leave it alone, I'll just have to rent out a room to play in and pay less, so it's better for me.'
That was the case for Judith.
'A safe, clean place to live, and a job that doesn't require much effort. This is an offer I can't refuse.'
It was also a win-win for the godmothers.
“The problem is security.”
For the sake of the house price and the incense business, their existence was an absolute secret.
“Don’t worry, Miss Harrington. I won’t go outside at all.”
“Yes, you can have Tan or Beichi buy the things you need. The mansion is spacious, so you won’t feel stuffy.”
There was also a suggestion to create a hiding place in the basement in case someone came.
“You must be so good at avoiding people without even knowing they’re coming.”
Everyone in the dining room flinched and turned around at the sudden sound of a voice.
Erne, who had returned before anyone knew it, was looking at them with a pitiful look in his eyes.
“Did the interrogation go well? What did Roam say?”
Erne's room. I followed Erne in and asked. I was also curious about why Erne's body didn't rot and what happened.
“It looks like they were experimenting with killing me and then bringing me back to life.”
Since Roam didn't know much about magic, this was the only answer Erne could get from him.
“And it seems like the Followers are more interested in money than me now. They say that the reason they sold mummy through Ceres was for money.”
It is said that the mummy was hidden in a secret place within the capital.
“They weren’t trying to disrupt the peace in the capital and then take advantage of the opportunity to escape?”
“Yes, they said they had no choice but to sell it because the headquarters was making such a fuss about needing money.”
Of course, those people would need money, I could understand. Whether they were hiding or plotting another rebellion, they needed money to survive.
“And they tried to recruit you to get information about me.”
The first attempt was to approach me and offer to take away the evil that was attached to me, and the second attempt was to take place at the Marquis Ferney's residence.
“At the Marquis Ferney’s residence?”
“They were planning to draw the Marchioness of Ferney over to their side.”
The Red Wine mediums had the Marquis of Ferney place a wooden dummy for divination under the Marchioness's bed.
“It is said that he originally intended to make her have that strange dream so that you would lock eyes with one of the Followers.”
Suddenly, the Marchioness of Ferney discovers Roam, who has come to see the Marquis, and mistakes him for a ghost.
“They were trying to make the Marchioness seem like she had a delusional disorder, and then treat her so that she would completely trust them.”
It meant that he was trying to create fanatics.
They planned to use Caroline to siphon off the wealth from the upper reaches of the Loprey, thus laying the groundwork for bringing in me at any time.
If necessary, they can summon her to the Marquis of Ferney and kidnap me.
But the plan was completely ruined when I bought the dream.
That night, in his pajamas, Erne pondered Roam's testimony. With his execution imminent, he spoke freely as if there was no need to hide anything anymore.
“You’ll have a hard time finding the main branch. I don’t even know the new main branch. The old man, the red wine medium, would know. But he’s dead now. Well, even if he were alive, he wouldn’t have told you. But I wonder if you have any reason to go to the main branch. They don’t seem to be interested in you anymore.”
If Roam's words are true, the Followers will no longer target Erne. He doesn't know exactly what kind of experiment was done, but the danger is gone.
“If you want to know what kind of experiments were conducted, you should go to the main office. But do you think they’ll tell you even if you go to them?”
Roam said that it was a waste of time to seek out the main group of Followers just to find out the purpose of the experiment.
Even if Erne finds someone who knows the purpose, they won't tell him, or they say they can't tell him because of the taboo.
Erne doesn't know about Roam's other testimonies, but that one was credible. The Followers wouldn't easily tell Erne the truth. They would be banned from doing so.
His mind was getting complicated. As Erne habitually reached for the bottle of alcohol, Judith, who had changed into pajamas in her room, opened the door.
But her nightgown was different than usual. Her usual nightgown was a thin cotton one-piece dress with buttons only on the top, but today she was wearing a wide belt over the dress.
“What on earth is that outfit?”
Now, she's doing all sorts of things even in her pajamas. Judith took a step back as Erne tried to reach for the string.
“It feels strangely unpleasant? What is it?”
“Oh, I hid the deposit certificate here and it happened without me knowing.”
Judith smiled sheepishly. Judith, who had been wondering where to hide the three thousand gold deposit certificate she had received from Denver, decided to just take it and go to sleep.
The pajama dress didn't have any pockets, so she put it inside a long piece of cloth, folded it in half, and tied it like a belt. Of course, this mansion had a reputation for being cursed, so thieves wouldn't come in, but this gave her peace of mind.
“They’re all going to end up in Smith’s arms anyway, so why are you being so frugal?”
Erne clicked his tongue and lay down on the bed. Judith also quickly lay down next to Erne. They held hands naturally as if flowing water. They even interlocked their hands, in case they would loosen up in the middle of their sleep.
What was awkward at first is now almost unconscious.
“Do you have to go to Roam’s interrogation tomorrow too?”
“I’ve basically heard the answers to everything I wanted to know. The Marquis said he’d check the truth of the testimony he gave today and let me know.”
“What if everything Roam said is true?”
However, no one's face was bright because they were at a loss as to where to go after leaving there.
At that moment, Judith, dressed in comfortable clothes, entered the dining room.
“Everyone is here? I have something to tell you.”
Judith took a deep breath when she saw that only adults were gathered in the diner room, excluding the children. All the way back from the port, Judith pondered what to do with the group of godmothers.
“I have something to tell you about your residence.”
“Please speak at your convenience, Miss Harrington.”
The godmother looked as if she would accept whatever Judith said.
“I would like you to stay in the mansion.”
“Find a place to move to immediately... What did you say, Miss Harrington?”
Pharmacist Beichi blinked as he tried to give the answer he had prepared.
“I wish we could continue to be together.”
It is dangerous to keep them hidden, she knows. But winter is coming soon. They are being driven out of that damp den, so where are they going to go?
If it were the previous Judith, she might have kept her eyes tightly shut. Business was the most important thing to her.
But the current Judith could not bring herself to chase out onto the cold winter floor the child who had come into the Marquis's residence to steal her maid's uniform.
Even though she didn't have enough time to just look at the ocean that she was seeing for the first time, she couldn't tell Tan, who was picking up seashells and bringing them back to her because she said she was going to collect them to make incense.
And isn't there also this saying?
“High risk, high return.”
"Yes?"
“The higher the risk, the higher the reward.”
Everyone had a look on their face like it was the first time they had ever heard something like that.
“The incense business is on the rise right now. You have to row when the water comes in. I want to row that oar with you.”
“...Why did your tone suddenly change to that of a conman?”
He had to face a sharp glare from Judith because Tan interrupted the flow in the middle.
“Erne and I alone can’t handle making incense and maintaining the mansion. That’s why I’m thinking of hiring you guys officially.”
“Yes?”
First of all, there were three people who could be called old in the group of godmothers, but only one godmother had difficulty moving.
The other two were younger than their godmother and still had plenty of time to kill.
Judith hired them both as gardeners. It seemed like a good idea, since they were naturally Shartinian, but other families often hired Shartinian to do garden work.
Of the remaining members, excluding Beichi and Tan, who earn money on their own, two-thirds are employed to make incense, and Mia, the housekeeper, and the rest are employed as servants in the mansion.
Ryan, who looked exactly like an imperial citizen but couldn't get a proper job because of her limping and weak body, decided to help Henry work at the incense shop.
Finally, children will run errands, but for now, they will be playing the role of children: studying and playing.
They negotiated a reduced salary in exchange for room and board.
'If I leave it alone, I'll just have to rent out a room to play in and pay less, so it's better for me.'
That was the case for Judith.
'A safe, clean place to live, and a job that doesn't require much effort. This is an offer I can't refuse.'
It was also a win-win for the godmothers.
“The problem is security.”
For the sake of the house price and the incense business, their existence was an absolute secret.
“Don’t worry, Miss Harrington. I won’t go outside at all.”
“Yes, you can have Tan or Beichi buy the things you need. The mansion is spacious, so you won’t feel stuffy.”
There was also a suggestion to create a hiding place in the basement in case someone came.
“You must be so good at avoiding people without even knowing they’re coming.”
Everyone in the dining room flinched and turned around at the sudden sound of a voice.
Erne, who had returned before anyone knew it, was looking at them with a pitiful look in his eyes.
***
“Did the interrogation go well? What did Roam say?”
Erne's room. I followed Erne in and asked. I was also curious about why Erne's body didn't rot and what happened.
“It looks like they were experimenting with killing me and then bringing me back to life.”
Since Roam didn't know much about magic, this was the only answer Erne could get from him.
“And it seems like the Followers are more interested in money than me now. They say that the reason they sold mummy through Ceres was for money.”
It is said that the mummy was hidden in a secret place within the capital.
“They weren’t trying to disrupt the peace in the capital and then take advantage of the opportunity to escape?”
“Yes, they said they had no choice but to sell it because the headquarters was making such a fuss about needing money.”
Of course, those people would need money, I could understand. Whether they were hiding or plotting another rebellion, they needed money to survive.
“And they tried to recruit you to get information about me.”
The first attempt was to approach me and offer to take away the evil that was attached to me, and the second attempt was to take place at the Marquis Ferney's residence.
“At the Marquis Ferney’s residence?”
“They were planning to draw the Marchioness of Ferney over to their side.”
The Red Wine mediums had the Marquis of Ferney place a wooden dummy for divination under the Marchioness's bed.
“It is said that he originally intended to make her have that strange dream so that you would lock eyes with one of the Followers.”
Suddenly, the Marchioness of Ferney discovers Roam, who has come to see the Marquis, and mistakes him for a ghost.
“They were trying to make the Marchioness seem like she had a delusional disorder, and then treat her so that she would completely trust them.”
It meant that he was trying to create fanatics.
They planned to use Caroline to siphon off the wealth from the upper reaches of the Loprey, thus laying the groundwork for bringing in me at any time.
If necessary, they can summon her to the Marquis of Ferney and kidnap me.
But the plan was completely ruined when I bought the dream.
***
That night, in his pajamas, Erne pondered Roam's testimony. With his execution imminent, he spoke freely as if there was no need to hide anything anymore.
“You’ll have a hard time finding the main branch. I don’t even know the new main branch. The old man, the red wine medium, would know. But he’s dead now. Well, even if he were alive, he wouldn’t have told you. But I wonder if you have any reason to go to the main branch. They don’t seem to be interested in you anymore.”
If Roam's words are true, the Followers will no longer target Erne. He doesn't know exactly what kind of experiment was done, but the danger is gone.
“If you want to know what kind of experiments were conducted, you should go to the main office. But do you think they’ll tell you even if you go to them?”
Roam said that it was a waste of time to seek out the main group of Followers just to find out the purpose of the experiment.
Even if Erne finds someone who knows the purpose, they won't tell him, or they say they can't tell him because of the taboo.
Erne doesn't know about Roam's other testimonies, but that one was credible. The Followers wouldn't easily tell Erne the truth. They would be banned from doing so.
His mind was getting complicated. As Erne habitually reached for the bottle of alcohol, Judith, who had changed into pajamas in her room, opened the door.
But her nightgown was different than usual. Her usual nightgown was a thin cotton one-piece dress with buttons only on the top, but today she was wearing a wide belt over the dress.
“What on earth is that outfit?”
Now, she's doing all sorts of things even in her pajamas. Judith took a step back as Erne tried to reach for the string.
“It feels strangely unpleasant? What is it?”
“Oh, I hid the deposit certificate here and it happened without me knowing.”
Judith smiled sheepishly. Judith, who had been wondering where to hide the three thousand gold deposit certificate she had received from Denver, decided to just take it and go to sleep.
The pajama dress didn't have any pockets, so she put it inside a long piece of cloth, folded it in half, and tied it like a belt. Of course, this mansion had a reputation for being cursed, so thieves wouldn't come in, but this gave her peace of mind.
“They’re all going to end up in Smith’s arms anyway, so why are you being so frugal?”
Erne clicked his tongue and lay down on the bed. Judith also quickly lay down next to Erne. They held hands naturally as if flowing water. They even interlocked their hands, in case they would loosen up in the middle of their sleep.
What was awkward at first is now almost unconscious.
“Do you have to go to Roam’s interrogation tomorrow too?”
“I’ve basically heard the answers to everything I wanted to know. The Marquis said he’d check the truth of the testimony he gave today and let me know.”
“What if everything Roam said is true?”
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