An interesting smile appeared on Jack's face.
Hiring the man was not a difficult task for him at all.
An alchemist of his caliber would be a great addition to upper management.
He understood her point.
It sounded like she was asking to make a deal, but she was saying that she was here to help him from start to finish.
But when it comes to money, giving away five million in currency cannot be just for profit.
“Why are you helping us?”
“Because the Kilofeldt Guild sees the future.”
“……!”
For a moment, Jack was taken aback.
Of all the guilds he could have chosen, she chose Kilofeldt.
it's all over.
Jack looked at Dale who was sitting next to him watching the scene.
He seemed to feel the same way.
“You're going to hire him, aren't you?”
“Sure, it's not our loss at all; it's yours, isn't it?”
“……Yes, he is my favorite alchemist.”
She covered the corners of her mouth sadly, but she was actually laughing.
'He eats a lot.'
The alchemist craved herbs three times a day, as if they tasted like health food, even though they cured his illness.
She was determined to get him out of the house once and for all.
I looked at Jack.
His face was bright, as if all his worries had been resolved.
“So I was hoping you would do me another favor…….”
“As you wish.”
“Now is the right time.
Jack had already focused on her words, and she took out the item she had prepared.
“It's a shovel.”
“……?”
Jack's eyes sparkled with anticipation, then turned to confusion.
At that moment, she smiled broadly.
“I want you to buy these, lots of them, and I want them to be mass-produced using kilofeldt technology.”
Jack put this day in the record books.
This was the first time in his life that he had almost been deceived by a young miss.
* * *
“It worked!”
He patted Dale on the shoulder.
“You did it, Dale!
Now all I have to do is fill out the papers from the lord and exactly how many sales I want and stamp the contract…….”
“…….”
“Dale?”
He turned his head
“Did I do something wrong?”
Did he go in thinking I was going to get 30 million Crobats, but I ended up with 20 million Crobats?
“I didn't realize you cared about him.”
" What?"
I didn't know what Dale was talking about, so I asked him again.
But he was holding his scarf up to the tip of his nose with a sullen expression on his face.
“The alchemist is Enya’s favorite.”
"What?
I?
Not me?
It was too ridiculous to be true.
However, Dale cocked his head as if he didn't believe me.
Only pure white breath quietly came out of his mouth.
“So you wanted to hire him……”
“Oh, no, he was eating a lot of grass, and I was just trying to put him in a better environment.”
“…….”
He looked at me.
“You think about him a lot.”
“This is what…….”
Because he appeared in the original novel, he was the one who had to be sent away first.
Dale looked at me, then spoke in a low voice.
“However, I am Enya’s husband, so I can’t help with that.”
Dale walked in silence and helped me into the carriage.
He wasn't sitting next to me, he was usually sitting in front of me, and today was no different.
He was watching me intently, his jet black hair like it had never seen the light of day and his eyes golden.
It was cold today, and he was wearing a fur-lined robe, making his already massive body appear even larger.
It was snowing outside the window early.
I stared at the snow falling like grains of rice.
"Yes……."
Dale had fallen asleep somehow.
He was sleeping in an uncomfortable position with his arms crossed.
I remained silent, not wanting to wake him.
The car was dark, and I couldn't see him clearly.
As we crossed the bridge, shadows formed, then brightened, then repeated.
I stared at Dale's face.
When I saw him sleeping, he looked rather young.
It's just my opinion, but I think Dale was shy and sweet even when he was young.
When I looked at him like that, I became curious about him.
jingle.
As I looked at Dale, my heart was beating loudly.
It was a strange feeling.
Suddenly my heartbeat quickened and my hands shook involuntarily.
Not just my hands, but my feet too.
In that moment of unexplained shivering, I felt the warmth of my hands.
When I opened my eyes, Dale was holding my hand.
He looked at me worriedly.
“Are you sick?”
“Oh, no, just… suddenly.”
Before I knew it, I was in a cold sweat.
“Thank you, I was just hungry and didn’t have the strength……”
I didn't even realize that my legs had almost given up on me, and my heartbeat returned to normal when I sat down again.
But my hands were still shaking from that strange feeling that I had never felt before.
Then Dale came and sat next to me.
He wrapped his robe around my body like a blanket comfortably.
His embrace was warm, and the hand patting my back was comforting.
……Why did I suddenly feel this way?
I asked myself, but part of me felt strange.
* * *
[Emma, is there a disease where you feel your heart beating hard when you look at someone?
We don't have this disease in our family, look for it for me.
I wrote a quick note and sent it to Emma.
Then I packed my bag.
‘These are the sealed papers of the house…..huh?’
Suddenly, the signature line caught my eye.
Dell's personal information is written there.
'Dale's birthday is in a few days.'
I didn't mark my calendar, it was Dale's birthday.
November 10th.
There's no way Dale would have told me that first.
'I think he would have overlooked that.'
But birthdays only come once a year.
It was something precious, once in a lifetime.
We were a fake couple, but there was nothing fake about the way Dale and I became close.
'Okay, I'll get him a birthday present.'
I couldn't think of anything he might like.
I looked around the house without him, from the first floor to the third.
The house was so clean and faded that it did not seem to reflect the taste of the homeowner.
He was the epitome of boredom.
'Dale's favorite clothes, white on black.'
I sat down, nodded to my notes and shook my head.
Dale doesn't really know how to use his good looks, does he?
'So Dale's taste in clothes...hmm.
Elegant, white, black.'
It was difficult to match the tastes of a man who seemed to have no clear preferences.
'What does Dale like?'
Cooking, housework, and he seems to be good at using a sword, in addition to being handsome.
“Ahhh”
I screamed, holding my head.
I have no idea what Dale likes!
At this point, I felt like if I asked him he would say, “Nothing.”
What does Dale want?
What could he love?
Does he even love anything in the world?