The Hero’s Brother Is Bound To Be Depressed

300 – A Visiting Guest

Estelle’s lower lip is shiny with saliva. Making eye contact while touching someone else’s tongue with her finger had the magical power to strangely change the atmosphere, no matter what the intention. As she cleared her throat and removed her hand from her tongue, Estelle lowered her gaze, her entire face turning red beyond a faint blush.

It looked the same as Meskaki Estelle, but like twins, only the appearance was similar, but the contents were completely different. Estelle’s discarded setting being resurrected was something that only happened in my world. The Modists here have nothing to do with the denomination. It was simply an information guild created by a group of assassins.

Estelle took out a luxurious handkerchief from her bosom and slowly wiped her lips, sipping barley tea and moving her gaze around. After wiping the saliva from my fingers on my pants, I drank barley tea for no reason and spent some time in silence to relieve the awkward atmosphere.

“… “Have you finished checking?”

“Yes, there is nothing wrong.”

Estelle, whose flushed face had regained its original color, raised her eyebrows at my answer and spoke in a soft voice.

“thank god. “I was a little worried that you might ask me for a rude request for the last time.”

It was a horse with a bone. Fortunately, my rudeness seems to have barely crossed the line set by Estelle. I sighed, cleared my throat, and forced a smile.

“It is natural for organizations that operate in secret to hide the emblem of the organization they belong to in a secret place that is not visible to others. However, we at Modest operate in secret for our customers’ safety, and for no other reason.”

When Estelle told me in a slightly cold voice that my suspicions were wrong, I looked straight at Estelle, the smile on my face growing even brighter.

“It’s just an information guild… . “I think it would be more accurate to say that it was a secret intelligence guild created by a group of assassins using their abilities.”

Our eyes met in the air. This was definitely someone I couldn’t let my guard down against. If I hadn’t known the identity of the modist, I would have blindly trusted Estelle’s words due to the psychological guilt I felt from making such rude demands.

I partially disclosed that I knew the true identity of the Modests. Hiding important cards is a rule of gambling, but presenting cards at unexpected times is also important in psychological warfare.

Although it had the disadvantage of raising Estelle’s guard, it was a calculated action aimed at raising psychological expectations for me by revealing that she knew even the most important secrets of Modest, thereby enabling them to have a conversation on an equal footing.

Estelle’s purple eyes had an interesting light. I could see that my expectations were correct in those shiny eyes.

“I am convinced that you are a completely different person than the dead Ross. “How do you know our secret?”

Expectations have been raised to the highest level. Now, you will listen to me until the end, even if you don’t believe me, even if it’s just to resolve any doubts you may have about me. There is no need to lower your voice. I just repeated the explanation I gave to Estelle in the previous world, like a friend talking about fun experiences during vacation.

After continuing to explain the refreshing bocilla in the glass until it lost its cool and became lukewarm, I lifted the glass and emptied the remaining barley tea. Estelle, who had been quietly listening to my explanation without any change in expression, was lost in thought for a long time.

“The clan’s founder, Farelga… This is my first time hearing this story. “Can you show me some space magic?”

At Estelle’s request, I nodded without hesitation and created a dimensional passage. When I put my hand into the entrance to the dimension and tapped Estelle’s shoulder with my finger, she was startled, her eyes widened even more and her shoulders shrugged.

When I took my hand out of the dimensional passage, opened the space warehouse, and showed Estelle the Spear of Destruction and the lily-shaped badge I had obtained as a guest of Modest, she nodded and looked like she believed what I was saying.

“There is this much evidence, so even if I don’t want to believe it, I have no choice but to believe it. There is nothing that I think is contradictory in the story you told me. Especially when you look at Rosalyn’s skillful use of the space warehouse she recently acquired… “Yes, I will take your word for it that you are Ross from another world.”

When Roel is in her fourth year, it is the time when heroines are awakening their abilities to fight against the Demon King. She prays right around this time when Rosalyn obtains Patulga’s grimoire through her auction.

“I’m just grateful that you trust me.”

While saying that and putting the Spear of Destruction and the badge back into the space storage, Estel made a sound like “Ah” with an expression that seemed to indicate that she had a good idea.

“If I obtain the Farrell family’s magic book from here and return to the original world, won’t I have two magic books?”

Seeing Estelle say that with shining eyes, I smiled and shook my head. I guess I haven’t thought of that before. At first, I also thought about traveling to another world and heading north to make copies of God’s fountain pen.

However, he gave up after remembering the coordinator’s words that even leaves from another world cannot escape the world’s negativity and turn to ashes. Even if you steal something from another world, it cannot be used in my world, and if done wrong, there is a possibility that it could become a variable that could interfere with the causality law.

In fact, the coordinator I met in the previous world was very wary of how a single leaf from another world had shaken the balance of the world.

I briefly explained to Estelle what had happened in a world about to be destroyed, and explained the world’s injustice. Estelle, who had been listening intently to my story, sighed with a regretful expression.

“It’s a shame. “If more people could use God’s fountain pen, it would definitely be of great help.”

“I guess so. But even if there is no denial in the world, I don’t think probability will leave it alone.”

Just by going back with the memories I experienced in another world, some kind of causality will be established. I could instinctively feel that there was a clear possibility that the causality would create a fatal variable for me.

Estelle, with moist lips, wiped the regret from her face and spoke.

“Still, I’m glad that I was able to obtain information about how the countless magic scrolls produced by the church were made. I researched the denomination for a long time, but it was information I couldn’t find out. “In particular, our customers who are very wealthy purchase all information related to religious denominations at a high price.”

If there is a customer who spends a lot of money at Modest, there will naturally be only one customer. It must be Roel’s lover, Bella. It seems that he is a customer loved by Estelle here as well. Regardless of their personality, customers who spend a lot of money are the best for business. Thinking of Bella, I suddenly became curious.

“Is Bella still a student?”

“Although I am a fourth-year student, I don’t attend school these days and mostly just stay at the imperial palace. “The last time you appeared at the Academy was three weeks ago.”

It’s probably not a situation where I can focus on my studies. Now is the time when we are torn between the emperor’s crazy plan and the war between the sect and the church.

“The atmosphere in the imperial palace is unusual these days. Rumors are spreading throughout the capital that it has been a while since the emperor has been seen due to illness. “I often hear that the emperor may soon change.”

I asked with a smile at Estelle’s words.

“Isn’t it the Modist who spread such rumors in the capital?”

Estelle sighed lightly at my question.

“Ha, you have nothing to hide. that’s right. At your request, we spread the word. One of the guild’s jobs is to spread false information to a large number of people. “But the price is high.”

When an emperor dies suddenly, suspicion naturally follows his successor. To prevent that, they spread rumors in advance that the emperor might change, eliminating the noise that would arise when he becomes emperor. If a rumor turns out to be true, it is human to think yes rather than doubt.

“Could the rumors be true…? ?”

I answered with a smile as I saw Estelle slowly trailing off and looking forward to my answer.

“I wouldn’t have paid a lot of money to spread such a rumor for no reason.”

“Then can you explain at least a little about what the next emperor will do in the future?”

Seeing Estelle smiling slyly, I also slyly shrugged my shoulders in response.

“I guess I have to pay for the barley tea, right?”

When I explained what Bella would do in the future to Estelle, who smiled happily, Estelle nodded enthusiastically and stored it in her head.

“It’s definitely a huge move. “It’s understandable that Rosalyn is usually reluctant to meet Bella.”

Estelle opened her mouth to ask another question, but suddenly jumped up. My gaze shifted to where the wall was. When I looked at him with puzzled eyes, as if he was somehow looking through the wall, Estelle lowered her head and gave me a look full of confusion.

“… “A customer came to Modest.”

“customer?”

Although operated in secret, Modest was a famous guild, whether they knew it or not. Even when I was talking with Estelle, there were many cases where other guests came and left the room. It was not unusual for a guest to come, but Estelle’s reaction was very unfamiliar. Like a host welcoming a completely unexpected guest.

Estelle spoke to me in a slightly trembling voice.

“Your older brother, Roel, came to visit Modest.”

A bug that has lived its entire life as a parasite has sensed a new host and has come to visit.