On the way back to her residence, Frelia carefully recalled what happened in the hall and the prince's nonchalant attitude afterwards.
"Sean, I feel like the royal family here seems to be at odds."
"You discovered it too?"
Compared to herself, Frelia does not have the vision to see the changes in other people's emotions and personalities, and relies entirely on experience and knowledge to think.
"Well, I'm afraid Rocks' death won't be that simple."
"Anyone with a discerning eye can see it, otherwise Emperor Sel wouldn't be so angry today. I'm afraid some of those people might know the truth, but for some reason they can't say it out loud," Sean said.
Looking back now, when Keselk sent tribute to Jagun as a gesture of friendship, some forces in the country may have been ready to take action, but the real person who took action was the "free man". And who else could have been the one who could have accurately transported the tribute if not one of their own!
"In that case, we should not get involved with them," Frelia insisted.
When the two returned to their residence, they saw Lucille waiting at the door from afar.
"What's wrong, Teacher Lucille?"
"Sean, you're finally back!"
Looking at Lucille's "anxious!" expression, he had never seen someone with such an expression in this era.
"What's wrong?"
Handing over an old book page...
"Look."
Sean took what Lucille handed him, a tattered book with the words "alchemist's manuscript" written on it...the alchemist's stone...and Abdullah's name written at the end.
Only half.
"Where did you find this?" he asked hurriedly.
"In...Rachel's room."
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