After I reverse-indoctrinated Abel with Isaac's help, he became my eyes and ears. He informed us that Sheria would not interfere with the Academy conference and that she had decided to leave Mirisa alone for the time being.
Still, Mirisa must continue to protect her.
Right now, Mirisa is doing well in her brainwashed acting, but I didn't know what would happen in the future. As an adult, I had a responsibility to protect Mirisa as much as possible.
I'll use psychic magic to give you psychological therapy later.
And in any case, there was no direct interference, so all the projects were proceeding smoothly. During the period when Sheria did not interfere, I was going to climb higher.
I hope you will continue to be so quiet in the future.
I surveyed children who visited stationery stores to develop products, and based on them, I was inventing various things. The most recent item I made was a skill embroidery kit. Of course, this skill embroidery kit was not just an embroidery kit. The contents were simple: fruit patterns, flower patterns, skill needles, skill patterns, and skill nets. However, it was not the end of the embroidery according to the pre-drawn fruit and flower shape designs. When the embroidery was completed as it was, a real fruit or flower appeared in front of you.
There are many embroidery kits, but there are no embroidery kits that actually show amazing flowers and fruits after completion.
"I'm sure that the skill embroidery kit will be distributed to the entire academy. I think it's very popular."
Isaac, who was sitting in the small laboratory of the Mage Tower and watching me pack my skill embroidery kit, whispered with a small smile.
"That's right, it's the front page of the newspaper today, Mel."
Isaac folded the newspaper and laughed lowly. I felt proud when I saw the headlines of the newspaper he folded. 'Skill embroidery set, sold out!' I saw the words. I was selling out every day with this kit that I made in small quantities. By making embroidery, children have developed concentration and a sense of accomplishment. The reviews were also good from the people.
Because I'm deliberately presenting only topical and unusual things.
So that Sheria could get up quickly. Alas, by now, Sheria must be in the mood to chew on the bear's gallbladder. How painful it would be that you can't openly interfere with me according to my plan to frame me on the day of the conference. You just have to watch me win.
Seeing that the Pope and the believers who worship the gods, who ignored and cursed at my stationery store, were quiet, it seems that Sheria refrained from them…
Now I just don't have to be falsely accused.
Thanks to that, I was having a really good time. Sheria will be waiting. Only on the day of the conference that will frame me. But how? I will continue to win like this in the future.
Sheria wasn't the only one who was annoyed by Meldenik's winning streak.
Three days after the meeting, Ruftel, a priest who calls himself rational, was angry to no end. He didn't know what Sheria's plan was, but Meldenik was succeeding endlessly. People were talking about the products developed by Yeonshin Meldenik. She liked that the strange yarn and skill fabric she created were extremely helpful in improving children's concentration. At least for the children, holy water and holy relics that were nothing special were cold rice.
Ruftel went to Sheria and asked her again and again.
"What the hell is your plan? If we continue like this, we will be pushed out by the Marquis of Kinnoa."
"…Don't worry. If you reveal everything on the day of the conference, things will be different. I will reveal all the evil deeds you have done."
Sheria bit the flesh inside her mouth. I could see blood flowing from her teeth.
Ruftel frowned and snorted. "Just like you did on the day of your engagement to the Duke of Hesmann?"
Sheria's expression became even more ruthless. "I don't want to talk about that. Get out."
Ruftel sneered and walked out the door. He frowned and poured the holy water he had kept in the canteen into his mouth.
Are you trustworthy of Sheria in the first place? She is a woman who was once beaten by Meldenik Kinnoa, so why does the Pope keep pushing her?
Sheria and Ruftel worked for the Pope in the same way, but they also had to cut each other down in order to make contributions.
As he walked down the hallway with anger in his eyes, he saw a man leaning against the wall with empty pupils. It was Abel, a professor of literature at the Academy.
"What is it?"
Ruftel knew roughly the details of his identity. According to Sheria, the author was Abel, a professor of literature at the Academy and a kidnapper. Although he is a criminal, he is quite useful.
Sheria and I have been hanging out together, are you putting something up?
Ruftel frowned. As long as he was a close associate of Sheria, he had no plans to talk to him anymore. The moment he passed by thinking so, Abel approached first.
"What are you looking for?"
Ruftel turned his head to greet him, as if he had just spotted Abel.
Sheria must have been brainwashed with holy water, right?
If you have been brainwashed with holy water, you will listen to yourself. Those who drink holy water are supposed to follow the apostles of God.
Let's see if I can follow it well.
Ruftel patted Abel on the shoulder and smiled gently. "Come to think of it, you said you were working at Malton Academy, right?"
"Yes."
Abel's cloudy eyes swept unnaturally towards Ruftel.
Ruftel didn't really care, took his hand off his shoulder, and said nonchalantly. "I'm looking for a few young sacrifices right now, can you help me? You know, I have a limit on my luck."
"What kind of…?"
"Didn't you hear Sheria? Our Holy Kingdom always needs young offerings blessed by different races."
"…?"
"For now, I will offer it to His Holiness the Pope. I need some of their blessings too."
"How…"
"Try kidnapping as usual. That's enough."
"…Yes." Abel listened intently.
Ruftel shrugged and continued. "One or thirty nuts will be fine."
"Yes."
"The academy also has my 'helper.' Around the conference, he will move with you, so don't be pressured. Do you understand?"
"Yes."
Ruftel, who had no intention of giving any more information, turned around and left. Abel remained in the hallway, staring at Ruftel's back.
At that moment.
The large reception room of the Mage Tower was filled with my profanity.
"I'm caught, you crazy bastard."
Isaac and I were sitting side by side on the sofa in the Mage Tower, watching a small video clip. Everything Abel saw and heard was being reported to me every moment. Isaac succeeded in brainwashing Abel completely. He inserted a small magic tool near Abel's eyes that did not harm the human body. And the magic tool was connected to the palm-sized video sphere in our hands.
"I succeeded in approaching Ruftel, but it's disgusting."
We succeeded in using Abel to approach the Pope's aide, Ruftel.
Abel said that Ruftel, a close associate of the Pope, was residing in Hesmann's mansion.
I also heard that Ruftel and Sheria's opinions were tense within the mansion. So I predicted that Ruftel would interfere with my conference, unlike Sheria. I approached him to properly find out his sabotage…
"At best, I thought they were going to delay my conference, but I can't live because it's really dirty to be looking for offerings."
They look like these dirty kidnappers. A kid who thinks the same thing is insidious and insidious.
Isaac also muttered with a slight frown. "They are planning to kidnap three or four children and put them on the altar… That's what it is."
"Yes, that's right." I looked at the video with an unpleasant face. "It's not enough to brainwash them with holy water, so they look for offerings… It's very different. It seems that the Pope is manipulating the priest and Sheria, but what is he going to do with the sacrifice?"
Isaac sighed. "I don't know exactly what you're trying to do by putting the children on the altar. That's a matter of understanding gradually. What is important now…"
"Children are in danger. To be precise, to borrow Ruftel's expression, they are 'children of the academy blessed by different races.'"
I grabbed him by the tail and pointed to his temples. The children were in danger. I needed a blueprint to protect the children, who are blessed blood, from the risk of becoming living sacrifices and to hold my conference safely…
I opened my mouth silently. "For now, I need to catch Ruftel's tail and deal with it."
Sheria is crazy and the Pope is insane, but the most threatening thing right now is Ruftel's side. I decided to deal with Ruftel first, and then Sheria, just as I dealt with Viscount Tern first and then Hildegard.
"What is the way to prevent the kidnapping of children and catch criminals before the conference?"
I tapped my index finger on the table with a worried face. In fact, if you wanted to stop the kidnapping, it might have been better to secure a list of academy children and isolate them altogether. But if that happens, Ruftel may suspect that I am aware of his plans for the sacrifice. Therefore, it was better to secretly check the children who were likely to be sacrificed and secretly protect them.
"I'll secretly dispatch a mage from the Mage Tower."
"Yes, I understand." Listening to Isaac's words, I nodded.
Wizards speak with magic, chefs speak with cooking, actors speak with acting, and journalists speak with articles. Then, what about me, the owner of the stationery in front of the school?
"I think I'll develop something strange that can protect children directly."
An object with a protective spell that allows children to turn to adults for help. At the same time, it was easy to make an object with a surveillance spell that could secretly catch Ruftel's evil deeds. Isaac will help you.
But…
"…What interesting things are there that children can carry in their arms all the time?"
What are the things that are interesting and want to have with you every minute and every second, night and day, and everywhere? I thought of Mirisa's notification card. Mirisa liked me, so she listened to me and kept carrying the notification card with her to avoid being brainwashed. However, the average child will be different. If you don't feel good about what you make, you'll throw it away quickly.
So, this time, we need to make it so that children can enjoy it and carry it with them every day…
"Something that children will like."
"Yes."
Even Isaac, a magical genius, didn't seem to have any sharp ideas about it. He closed his eyes with his chin crossed, lost in thought. For about a few seconds, I was momentarily amazed by the man's sculpted face.
Dark eyelashes that give shade under the eyes are very…
It was at that moment that I heard a hasty knock.