A Narrow-Eyed Nobleman Is Always Misunderstood

Chapter 163 – The Secret of the Scion

An author who writes a book inevitably puts the content he wants to know into the content of the book he is writing.

If you ask me why, it’s because that’s the reason I’m writing the book.

Writing a book can be seen as an action to share the thoughts and knowledge I have with others other than myself so that they can spread further.

In that sense, the reason I tried to meet the author of this book was also because of the contents of this book.

The contents of this book are the people who used to live on this land.

So, considering that the book was written from the point of view of a native who has lived on this land for a long time, it is unlikely that the author of this book is in any way related to the natives or those who raised the flag of rebellion for similar reasons. Could say no

So, I had to meet the author of this book by all means.

If, as I thought, the author of this book and his group are aligned with those who have raised the flag of rebellion throughout history…….

‘Maybe I’ll have to kill them with my own hands. I just hope it doesn’t happen that way.’

I also don’t want pointless bloodshed.

However, in order to return to the original life again, you must find and eradicate the group that is plotting a rebellion, or inflict great damage to the extent that they cannot return to the original state, or send information about them to the Elpario Empire and the Bregern Empire. It was passing.

‘To do that, meeting them first would be a priority.’

“What is that promise?”

I asked the Executive Committee what promises I had to keep in order to get in touch with them.

My answer would be different depending on how difficult or easy the difficulty of the promise he was asking was.

“Well, it’s not difficult to keep, so don’t worry.”

When I asked what I had to promise, the executive officer told me not to worry and he gave me a confident look.

By the way, I noticed it only now… Should I say that the tone of the executive committee member is a bit strange?

I was using an authoritative tone used by people older than me, not the tone used by people of my age.

I didn’t know if he was deliberately using this tone to put pressure on me, or if it was the original tone.

That’s not important right now, so let’s move on.

“Even if it is a promise, it is not grandiose. Just don’t tell anyone that you and I met here and read this book.”

Saying that, the executive committee member took out a small magic scroll from the front pocket of his uniform.

Judging from the appearance of the magic circle, it appeared to be magic used for a ‘contract’.

“This is a magic scroll called the ‘Contract of Bondage’. When a promise is made between two people, there is a spell that forces them to keep that promise. If you want to meet the author of this book, put your hand on the magic scroll and do as I say.”

“Okay.”

I put my hand on the magic scroll he spread on the desk as the executive committee member said.

“I solemnly swear by placing my hand on this magic circle.”

“I solemnly swear by placing my hand on this magic circle.”

What the executive said, I followed and said exactly what he said.

“I swear I will not tell anyone what happened between the two of you today.”

“I swear I will not tell anyone what happened between the two of you today.”

“If this is violated, all of the thick hair will fall out.”

“If this is violated, all of the thick hair will fall out.”

Oh, but the cost of breaking a promise is a bit high.

If you break the contract, all your thick hair will fall out.

But isn’t this contract ineffective against bald people?

“This is because promises are so precious.”

“This is because promises are so precious.”

“It’s done. This completes the ‘promise’ between you and me.”

The executive officer said to me with a relieved look on his face.

It was a terrible curse that if you violated this, all your hair would fall out.

“Okay. Then, since it’s late today, I’ll leave the table, and within next week I’ll prepare a place for you, and I’ll call you when it’s ready.”

“Okay. Executive Committee member, I hope you have a good night.”

I walked out of the library with the confirmation that he would call me later.

As I left the library, I saw the day slowly brighten in the distance.

Away over the mountains, the sun slowly lifted its head, the darkness dissipated and morning arrived.

“Ah… Stay up all night.”

That means I stayed up all night.

I wasn’t tired thanks to the sword master’s body, though.

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Helen, who was out for a walk early in the morning, found Adalbert and the Executive Committee member slipping out of the library in the morning.

“…… Adalbert? Next to it… Commissioner?”

Coincidentally, both of them were people Helen knew well.

Adalbert Rainmed.

As a student who is driving a huge issue at Noble Academy these days, he has tremendous courage to fight monsters at the risk of his life to save his comrades.

And, Bless’ Executive Committee.

A member of the ‘Bridle of Infinite Circulation’, a group of people who originally lived on this land, and a person who is active outside.

‘Why are these two coming out of the library?’

I don’t know if it was normal, but the point at which she witnessed the two was too coincidental.

Adalbert is slowly making his name known not only in the Noble Academy, but also in the El Pario Empire.

In addition, the executive committee member who works outside the organization and collects various data or gathers people to join the organization.

She thought that there was a reason for the two of them to meet.

‘Anyway, I need to meet the executive committee member.’

Helen was sure that the commissioner had met Adalbert for some reason.

This was because of the role the Executive Committee plays at Noble Academy.

As I said before, the executive committee members were also in charge of collecting materials from the Noble Academy, and sometimes finding and recruiting talents that would be desirable to accept as members of the organization.

Then, when he met Adalbert, who was raising her stock price recently, she had no thoughts other than that she had an idea of getting him into her organization.

So she secretly met with the executive committee that evening.

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The executive officer greeted Helen, who came to his room and wore a hooded hood.

“Hmm? What are you doing?”

Her unannounced visit made her executive members question her.

“I have a question for you.”

Helen threw a question straight into the executive committee.

“I saw you coming out of the library today with Adalbert Rainmed.”

“Oh, is it because of that?”

As soon as Adalbert’s name came out of Helen’s mouth, the Executive Committee member could understand why she had come to visit him.

“I thought that using the reputation that Adalbert Reinmed possessed would help us achieve our organization’s goals in the slightest.”

“…… Do you really think so?”

When Helen heard the purpose of recruiting Adalbert into the society from the mouth of the Executive Committee, she felt a fear she didn’t know why.

It was because it seemed like something bad would happen to the members of the organization if Adalbert was accepted into the organization.

Now that even she hadn’t figured out everything about the organization yet, she thought that if the organization collapsed, the damage would eventually come back to her in some form.

So she wanted the Executive Committee to turn her thoughts around.

“In my personal opinion, signing Adalbert Rainmed would not be a very good option.”

“Why do you think so?”

The Executive Committee questioned Helen’s words.

It was because it was best to use someone like Adalbert to raise the value of the association’s name.

This was the best thing I could get out of his head.

“Adalbert Rainmed. He is… ….”

Helen pondered for a while whether she should let Adalbert Rainmed know that he was a white reaper.

Because if her own sense was wrong, she could have gotten herself into trouble for missing out on her talent that would help her organization.

But she decided to take the risk for Adalbert’s sake.

“A legendary mercenary who was once called the White Reaper. There are more than a hundred members of the society who died at his hands.”

In the end, she explained to the Executive Committee who Adalbert Rainmed was.

“Is that true?”

And after learning Adalbert’s identity, the executive committee member’s mouth was wide open, showing no sign of closing.