Moving the luggage was easy.
All Rosenta had to do was sweep up all his belongings into his magic space all at once.
The problem came after that.
As he thought of organizing everything, a shadow fell over his eyes.
He wasn't confident. If he were to organize it on his own, a few days would not be enough.
Even so, this couldn’t be put off.
In the end, he had to ask for help.
As if it were natural, he called Enoch.
"Enoch, I'd appreciate it if you could move everything except this book."
"Of course."
The chained book was separated.
Enoch then began to move everything else at once using magic.
Most of the important things Rosenta cleaned up himself, but everything else was quickly transferred with a single swipe of Enoch’s magic.
It was already half-finished.
At this rate, they would be able to finish everything before he headed to the Marquisate that afternoon.
"Hmm."
Rosenta was more relaxed than he was at the beginning.
Instead of organizing things, he looked at the book bound with chains several times.
"It's very hard."
Sitting on a single sofa he’d brought from his bedroom; he tried to break the chain and open it by force.
But it didn't budge.
"What the hell is this book...….”
He wondered what it was about to be so meticulously bound.
While tinkering with the book in frustration, the shadow of Enoch fell over him from behind.
"That's an unusual book."
Rosenta slowly stood himself up.
Then he turned back, looked at Enoch, and answered him.
"Yes."
Then, naturally, he tossed the book to Enoch.
Enoch grabbed the book at once and kept fiddling with it, channeling green mana into his hands.
Rosenta sat on the table in front of the sofa watching Enoch.
It didn't take long.
Because Enoch quickly raised his head and held out the book to him.
"It's not magic."
His voice was confident.
Rosenta nodded and took the book. Then, he stretched out his hand.
"Magic space."
He immediately threw the book into the black space that opened like a black hole.
"Is it a curse?"
If it wasn’t magic, all that was left was a curse. Of course, it would probably be a curse that he didn't know.
He became more curious.
"What on earth is in this book?"
‘The people who tried to break into the top floor targeted this book. Why?’
What the hell is in there?
Thinking by himself, he couldn't find an answer. It would be better to put their heads together.
Because two heads are better than one.
"Enoch, what do you think...….”
He stopped talking and closed his mouth. It was because of Enoch's expression.
Enoch’s thin mouth was smiling gleefully.
Every time Rosenta saw a picture of emotion on his face, which was like white drawing paper, he was surprised.
Just like now...….
"I was the first person to enter your secret space, and you even showed me your important things...…. I'm really, very happy."
Enoch slowly moved his body.
While Rosenta quietly looked at him, Enoch was sitting on the sofa across from him.
The deep, light green gaze touched his face. With a languid voice,
"That means, to a certain extent, I’m being of help to you, right?"
Enoch helped a lot, not to a certain extent.
So Rosenta answered honestly.
“……Yes."
Enoch's smile grew deeper.
Enoch picked himself up and came closer to him.
At first, Rosenta became stiff, not knowing what Enoch would do.
However, it was a useless worry.
Enoch didn't do anything. He just got down on one knee and looked up at him.
"I intend to leave your side, although, of course, I will try to come back as soon as possible."
‘Enoch is leaving me?’
No matter how short of a time it was, it was unbelievable.
But the moment he saw Enoch's eyes, he couldn't treat it as a joke.
His usual, peculiar languor or mysterious gaze was nowhere to be seen.
They were stern and serious eyes.
"If I become the official magic tower owner soon, I'll be able to take them in my hands."
Enoch casually uttered these formidable words without hesitation. His eyes remained fixed on Rosenta.
"If that happens, we'll have information about those who tried to break into this place...….”
"For a little while-"
But Rosenta cut off Enoch.
There was something he didn't understand at all, so he was going to ask about it.
At first, he thought Enoch had headed there so he would be able to use his magic by Rosenta’s side.
But why now...….
His thoughts weren’t properly organized so he couldn’t come up with the words.
"No, why...….”
Enoch smiled faintly as if he knew what he was thinking.
Then he said,
"You try to protect others, but there is no one who can protect you, so I have no choice but to protect you."
***
The banquet hall at the Marigold Marquisate.
The beautiful singing of a famous chorus rang out.
The ceiling, walls, and pillars were filled with pastel flowers.
The banquet hall looked like a garden.
Even the finger foods were expensive and gold dusted.
Even if one was a high-ranking noble, they would be surprised, as if they had entered a new world, when they entered the marquis’ banquet.
The participants walked around and enjoyed the atmosphere and banquet together.
It was the same for Vivian.
Of course, Vivian was more preoccupied with looking for someone than with being drunk on the beauty of the banquet.
Lysander approached Vivian's side.
"Are you looking for the duke?"
Lysander walked with a grumpy attitude, putting finger food in his mouth.
Vivian's eyebrows furrowed at his unkempt behavior.
Then she ignored what he said.
Of course, Lysander was fine. Rather, he came closer.
"Why is everyone so into him...….”
Lysander frowned.
Even though it was clearly his younger sister, Vivian, he saw Enoch’s face as if it was overlaid on hers.
It wasn’t that they looked alike.
The similarity was that they were so infatuated with the same person that they couldn’t come to their senses.
Lysander had a particularly hard time understanding Enoch.
Even though he owned the Magic Tower, he was a butler under the duke.
In addition, the first order he issued as soon as the Magic Tower collapsed was, 'Look for those who requested you.'
In a word, Enoch's actions were all related to the duke.
“……Is there a charm to the duke that I don't know about?"
It was a murmur of frustration.
As soon as he said that aloud to himself, Lysander was surprised.
It was because his sister, who was just ignoring him until then, gave a strong reaction for the first time.
"Charm? He’s full of charm. Even though he is young, he has a lot of talent, he has a sweet personality, most of all...….”
Lysander was embarrassed.
‘Were my sister’s red eyes always this bright?’
"He’s handsome!"
“……What?"
His face naturally distorted.
But Vivian was not interested in Lysander's expression at all.
As if she realized her mistake, she looked around and quickly managed her facial expression.
Then she covered her mouth with her fan.
"Do you understand what I'm saying?"
She continued her words very carefully so that she would not be heard by those around her.
"Handsome is best."
As soon as he heard that, he got riled up.
‘Yeah. Since that guy has the ability to curse, he must have done something to my sister.’
‘And to that person, too!’
Lysander pulled down the goggles he had put on top of his head with his trembling hands.
"What are you doing?"
Despite Vivian's annoyed tone, Lysander didn't mind.
He kept looking at Vivian with the goggles on. He wondered if there was any sign of magic.
"There's no sign of it...…. What the. What the hell...….”
"What are you doing? Take off those weird things quickly."
Lysander didn't take them off.
In the end, Vivian had to forcibly remove the goggles.
Lysander continued to look at Vivian, even though his goggles were gone.
He then said something very absurd to Vivian.
"I wonder if you were cursed by him...….”
"Are you crazy?"
Vivian slapped Lysander reflexively without even having time to look around.
She was startled by her actions and quickly looked around.
"Rosen isn’t that kind of person. Rather, it was my brother who brainwashed me with strange things when I was young…….”
Memories of the past came back to her again.
Vivian's anger soared again, but she didn't kick his shin or swear.
There were eyes all around, so she just gave Lysander a piece of advice.
"Don't wear strange things like these here. Get rid of them quickly."
In fact, Vivian had been bothered by the goggles since Lysander appeared.
This was because they were accessories that did not go well with his clothes and the atmosphere.
"No, I can't."
But Lysander was also adamant.
He never intended to leave them. At least until the other magic tools were completed.
"This is an important Magic Tool."
He acted as quickly as he answered.
Lysander quickly took the goggles and quickly put them on his head.
Then he asked Vivian, who stared at his goggles.
“……Are you curious?"
It wasn’t common for Vivian to show such interest.
Lysander's mouth twitched.
"This is a Magic Tool made from the hair you brought me."
Lysander gave a friendly explanation for the first time in a long time, tapping the goggles above his head.
He wouldn't have bothered if it was someone else, but it was Vivian.
"What? Why that hair?"
"I can confidently say that it has more enhanced performance than other magic trace tools on the market, but...… Soon!"
[t/n: remember, that only those sensitive to mana can see magic traces. Enoch is the only one we know of. That means his hair enhanced the tool.]
“……Soon?"
"A perfect magic trace tool will be made by extracting more of his mana...….”
Unlike the increasingly excited Lysander, Vivian's interest gradually declined as time went on.
Lysander didn’t really answer what she was asking...….
Vivian could not understand most of what he said because of her lack of talent or interest in magic.
Therefore, Lysander's unilateral talk quickly faded from her interest.
"If that tool is completed, I can be stronger!"
"Yes, that must be great."
Anyway, Rosenta hadn't come yet, so she passively responded to pass the time.
"That's right. Then I'll be promoted to second-in-command of the Magic Tower, and I'll be able to take my seat next to him."
"Wow, you're No. 2."
However, her compliance was also brief.
Vivian couldn't overcome the boredom and seriously considered whether to go over to the young children.
"Huh?"
Then, she saw it.
Starting with a few people, everyone's eyes started to gather in one place.
Naturally, Vivian also turned her head in that direction.
“……It's Rosen."
Laughter began to rise on her face, which had just been sour.