"Stelter!" Delgado roared.
"Ah~" Count Stelter greeted him with a pleasant expression, "It's a pity, but this is reality, isn't it? Esteemed Sage Delgado.
Next time... you must bring more money... ah no, perhaps you should recruit a few more good students?"
Joyful laughter echoed through the hall.
Even Mr. No. 18, who had been sitting there with a calm face, struggled to emit an audible sound from under the mask covering his entire face.
His head moved back and forth so noticeably that a few short strands of golden hair flew out from his tightly pressed high hat.
Hill glanced curiously a couple of times... maybe because there is a storm season every year on the coast, people in Basia City rarely wear brimmed hats like this, even the nobles mostly wear thin or long or short or full-body or half-body hooded cloaks.
So even though Count Stelter hadn't returned for long, he could still judge this as an outside guest.
