Please Don’t Come To The Villainess’ Stationery Store! - Chapter 40

While Carat was having a very happy dream, the little wizard’s letter reached Isaac, his beloved Tower Lord.

In the top room of the tower, inside the office of the main tower.

Isaac, who was sitting comfortable, writing down magic formulas, received a letter from Carat.

‘What happened?’

He calmly read Carat’s letter. Although he had a lot of suspicions, Carat was a competent child wizard. He was a child who didn’t open the door to his heart easily, but the child’s letter was strangely full of excitement.

[By the way, does the Tower Lord have a lover? If you don’t, I’d like to introduce you to my friend, Mel!

I assure you, she is definitely not a suspicious person!

-Carat]

He was a wary child, but the letter contained a lot of affection for the person named ‘Mel.’

If it’s ‘Mel,’ does he mean Meldenique Vaveloa?

He narrowed his eyes,

‘Asking about lovers all of a sudden, I can’t grasp the flow.’

Not long ago, Carat was in a burning war against Meldenique. Wasn’t it weird to suddenly say he wanted to introduce her?

On his desk was the beer candy she handed out.

Meldenique, who gave Henry a pencil case and a pencil and himself a beer candy, had quite a funny face.

Living really seemed like a lot of fun.

‘What’s a life that’s not boring like?’

Isaac, who recalled her happy-looking face, smiled unknowingly.

“Ah, it’s been a while since I saw you smile.

Rasmus, the eccentric wizard who was lying on the sofa across from him, suddenly stood up and exclaimed.

Isaac tilted his head curtly as his lips tightened again.

“Do you have time to focus on my expressions right now?”

Rasmus had a lot of work to do recently.

For example, catching thieves hiding in the tower and hatching the dragon egg Isaac picked up.

“That’s true, haha… We need to catch the petty thieves who broke into our tower!”

Rasmus, who hit the nail on the head, quickly passed the topic.

“Did you meet Princess Meldenique?”

“Yeah.”

Isaac answered quietly.

“…you didn’t kill her, right?”

“Of course not.”

“Henry also completely forgot about it. He shook my arm asking where he could see that woman.”

“He must have.”

“Just what is it? Am I the only one who finds this situation weird? She really isn’t a witch?”

Despite Rasmus’ bewildering remarks, Isaac went through a pile of documents on the table without answering. He simply ignored him.

In the end, Rasmus sagged on the sofa tiredly.

Watching him rub his eyes, Isaac spoke with a slow face.

“She wasn’t a weird woman.”

She certainly wasn’t a petty thief who would hide in the tower and steal things.

Isaac continued with a playful expression, tapping his pen against the desk.

“If I had to say, I would say she’s cute.”

Suddenly, a rabbit-like expression came to mind when he looked up and grabbed the candy. Then Rasmus, who was lying on the sofa, jumped up. Then he raised his hand and wiped the saliva off his mouth.

“Yes? I think I misheard you?”

Isaac skillfully turned the conversation around with his disapproving eyes.

“No, who is that cute person? Let’s talk more about that person than the little thief!”

Isaac spoke with a sour smile,

“It looks like you were hit in the back by that ‘little thief’ while I was gone.”

Rasmus mumbled as his tail lowered quickly.

“Uh… I hope we catch the thief s-soon.”

“That’s right.”

No matter how long the Tower Lord had been away, a strong individual stole some items unnoticed in the tower. And there weren’t many strong people in the Empire.

“That thief, why did he steal other artifacts besides Mana vessels.”

“Who knows.”

“I can’t understand. Mana vessel’s are that famous, but… why steal an artifact that doesn’t really matter? What a fool.”

Rasmus stretched stiffly. Because of all the research he did in the tower, his beard was sticking up.

Isaac mellowed his words.

“In other words, Rasmus. You don’t know and he might know a connection between the two.”

Isaac held his chin and closed his eyes.

“However… I still can’t get in touch with the wizard who was looking for the blue spirit necklace!”

Rasmus, who was complaining with a pout, brought up the story of the missing among the lower-level wizards who were tracking the criminal.

“……”

Isaac narrowed his forehead for a moment.

Meldenique Vaveloa had not been identified as the real culprit. However, it was true that her behavior was more suspicious than anyone else.

There was no doubt till the end.

He asked Rasmus quietly,

“Have you ever seen it?”

“Yes? See what?”

“People feeling the spirit of the devil and dragon at the same time.”

Rasmus asked back with a puzzled look,

“No? Not one. And I can’t even feel the dragon and the devil in the first place.”

“Yeah. It can’t be…”

Strangely, there was someone like that.

Meldenique Vaveloa.

“Hatch the dragon egg first.”

Isaac took his eyes off Rasmus and spoke firmly again.

“What? Well, I’m keeping it warm, so it will wake up soon.”

“Yes. When the dragon wakes up, catch the thief…”

A mana vessel was a dragon’s own blessing, so if it were the same dragon, it would be easy to find him.

‘And I’ll have to find out about the curse the dragon tied to Meldenique.’

It was the first time.

It was the first time he felt curious about another human and the first that the curiosity remained for a long time.

Isaac was in a fog for several minutes.

At the table where he sat was a very popular vessel, so if it were the same dragon, it would be revealed easily.

He felt a presence at the table where he sat.

He knew it was Rasmus without opening his eyes, so he just left it be.

“Oh!”

Soon, there was a murmur.

“This is very delicious? They sell this kind of, ah, what the, what’s wrong with my voice?”

There was a thin, slanted, high voice that seemed to be deliberately imitating something.

Isaac chuckled with his eyes closed.

‘Is it voice-modulating magic?’

He could feel the magic, but he didn’t expect it to be that unusual.

The bouncy woman, Meldenique, put her own magic in the candy.

“No, what the? Why isn’t the magic undoing?”

Isaac watched Rasmus and uttered a word.

“For now, tell the other wizards to stop searching for the thief.”

“Yes. I understand! Is this some sort of ancient magic? Why isn’t it undoing?”

Rasmus, who was puffing his cheeks, found a letter lying on the table and his eyes shone interestingly.

“By the way, does the Tower Lord have a lover? I’d like to introduce you to my friend, Mel…? What is this?”

“It’s nothing.”

Once again, Isaac smiled very shortly.

“Huh? You’re smiling again.”

The tactless Rasmus firmly established it again.

He was just interested in Rasmus’ ridiculous voice and Carat’s letter.

Rasmus, who kept pointing out Isaac’s expression, turned around.

For now, Isaac was going to write back to Carat who was waiting for him.

[To Carat.

I don’t have a ‘lover.’

I’m really curious about the ‘Mel’ you want to recommend to me as my lover.

Should we make an appointment?

                                                                                                     -Isaac]

Quoting the word lover was a bit of his grumpiness, that was all.