Kill witches.

"Why do you do this? Isn't it something that every noble looks forward to having a wizard's help?" Sean asked puzzledly.

Even if I had a few more wizards to help me when I was in Thelmian, so many things wouldn't have happened later. Besides, they are witches... Even if they are not good-looking, we can't get rid of them all.

However, Duke Haruman shook his head.

"I know very little, after all, it's been over a hundred years. It's said that the area was ravaged by a plague, and people blamed it all on the wizards... Of course, the specifics can no longer be verified, but the story Wizard Ash just told me made me think of this," said the Grand Duke.

"So the Grand Duke advises me not to go?"

"Yes, I always feel that this matter is related... and in addition to the normal Black Feather Cavalry, I want to issue a hiring order to let mercenaries join in as well." The Grand Duke said this and the voices of passing servants could be heard outside.

"I hope to discuss the details with you later. Please go back first."

This is still the Prince's Palace after all, and it would probably be unsafe to talk about the Grand Duke in such a place, but Sean did not see any movement around him.

Forget it.

I guess the Grand Duke himself hasn't thought it through, so he needs to go back and make some arrangements.

However, what surprised Sean was that the other party actually greeted him first. Does this mean that the Grand Duke already regarded him as a retainer?

But the favorability didn't improve much...

And during the conversation, he was always in a state of "thinking!"

Because he didn't know the situation on Frelia's side, Sean sometimes couldn't make a reasonable judgment at the moment, and most of the time he understood it in retrospect.

When Sean walked out of the room, only Duke Haruman and Talissa were left in the room.

"What do you think of this Baron?"

Talissa looked toward the door...

It's still raining and there's a slight chill in the air.

"He doesn't talk much and seems like an ordinary person." Talisa said it very tactfully. Both Lietis and the city of Setea were places where nobles and wealthy families gathered. In addition, her identity was special and she was able to get to know many people.

Among so many people, the baron just now seemed very ordinary, the kind of person who might not even attract attention in the aristocratic circle.

"How could an ordinary person say those words? How could the famous Red Dragon Witch even seek his advice? They've only known each other for less than a month, so it's obvious this baron must have some extraordinary qualities."

The Grand Duke turned and looked at his granddaughter and laughed.

"You are too one-sided in your judgment of people."

"I've met quite a few! Perhaps Miss Frelia likes this. I heard she rarely interacts with men."

It would be fine if it were anything else, but it would be hard to accept if a celebrity from the city of Dorsetia said such words.

Of course, Sean couldn't hear these words...

Go out of the corridor and you will see the hall just now.

Sean was still pondering what the Grand Duke had just said. Could the southeastern region really be connected to that witch? A curse?

Since coming to this world, Sean has had to face things like curses.

Just like a plot against me, it was because of a curse that I embarked on the path of learning magic...

Maybe I can ask Frelia about it later. Considering the current relationship between the two of them, she probably won't tell anyone about this.

Goatman, witch butcher.

Could it be that these two events, which happened a hundred years apart, are really connected as the Grand Duke said?

Just as I was thinking about UnionPay, I felt someone staring at me...

Sean looked up and saw a man with a smile on his face but a look of "Contempt!" on his head.

They were dressed quite elegantly. Those who could walk freely in the Prince's Palace were probably nobles from various places, and they were prestigious nobles...

"Where did Baron Weigel go just now? We couldn't find you."

The sarcastic voice made Sean recognize the person in front of him at a glance.

Isn't he the noble who jumped out to speak when Frelia called him, and who has been looking at him with disdain in the hall?

"Miss Talissa invited me to have some tea. Sorry to have kept you waiting."

"It seems like Baron Weigel is very popular!"

Sean thought back and thought that he didn't seem to have any grudge against the other party. Is this guy mentally ill?

Why is it that every time I see myself, I either feel [dissatisfied!] or [contempt!], and sometimes even [angry!]...

It would be fine if he couldn't see people's attributes, but once he saw their true thoughts, Sean didn't even bother to pretend.

"Excuse me, who are you?"

"Lord Wallop!" the other nodded.

He just mentioned his title without even mentioning his name.

Wallop? ! !

Why does it sound so familiar? Sean suddenly remembered that he met Harry Wallop in the Scholar's Library a few days ago. The man in front of him looked to be about thirty years old.

So the man before me is the elder brother of that young man from that day? The current Earl of Wallop.

"Hello, Earl Wallop." Sean replied simply.

This kind of indifferent attitude might seem like not taking you seriously to the other person, and suddenly the emotion of "anger" would appear in your mind.

But at this time, Frelia and Sohana also seemed to be worried as they walked out of the hall...

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