The Villainous Family is Against Independence

a mana-addiction reaction in their bodies.
All but two.”

 

“Magic addiction?”

 

Magic addiction.

 

It was a different kind of being addicted than being poisoned.

 

Wizards who use magic basically have magic affinity, so it doesn’t matter, but people exposed to them for a long time also showed mana-addiction reactions.

 

Most of them just complained of fatigue, so it wasn’t not obvious on the outside, and it usually improved within a few days if you kept a distance from the wizard.

 

To say such a reaction appeared……

 

“Are you saying it’s somehow related to a Mage Tower?”

 

“Correct answer.”

 

“If it’s a tower, which one?”

 

“I don’t know that.”

 

The attack took place on the way to the South Tower.

 

But to say that the attack was related to the magic tower, was this really a coincidence?

 

The memory of that time came to mind.

 

There were two people, Carlot and me, and it was mainly Carlot who was attacked, but that was because he came forward.

 

Clearly their target was set.

 

Aimed at me to be exact.

 

‘Why me?’

 

In the original, I diligently worked hard without any harm until Estelle appeared.

 

Nevertheless, far from being attacked, I ate well and lived well.
Although I was a little weak.

 

But now, the fact that I was attacked meant that something was definitely changing as I changed my attitude.

 

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There must be someone who would benefit from removing me.

 

Who would that be?

 

***

 

I pondered over the flow of the original work.

 

There were three years left until the original work would begin.

 

I intended to save money and become independent, but if there were forces who wanted to kill me, the story would be different.

 

If I became independent, I would not be able to ask for the protection of Perdia, so it was like confronting the world with bare hands.

 

Murdered as soon as I’m independent?

 

‘….I can’t do that!’

 

For my safe independence, it was necessary to find out who was trying to take my life.

 

The problem was that the magic towers of the east, west, south, and north were independent organizations.

 

Even though it was called a Magic Tower, they were organizations that couldn’t be lumped together.

 

First of all, I was thinking of going to the West Tower because I had something to do.

 

After calling Raeyan, my limited escort for outings, we climbed into the carriage together.

 

“Where is our destination?”

 

“West Magic Tower.”

 

“All right.”

 

As an example, for an escort, Raeyan didn’t ask useless questions.
I liked his seriousness and reticence.

 

I looked at Raeyan, who was sitting across from me.

 

A man who sometimes looked at me as if he was looking at someone else.

 

A mercenary king called a hero.

 

My benefactor who saved my life.

 

And the only one who knew my secret.

 

‘I can trust him.’

 

Strange.
It would be normal to be anxious about someone knowing my secret, but I was relieved.

 

The fact that there was someone who knew the real me in this world that was so different from me.

 

So, it was as it should be.
Raeyan made me feel comfortable.

 

“Raeyan, I have a question.”

 

Raeyan, who was staring out of the running carriage window, turned to me.

 

“Yes?”

 

Elodie: “Do you get requests for the Earth Hawk Mercenary Corps to find people?”

 

“Sometimes.”

 

Usually, the information guild handled requests to find people, but at least I couldn’t use them.

 

Most of the information guilds belonged to the shadowy realm, ruled by none other than the king of the underworld, Sylvester Perdia. 

 

If I submitted a request, it would be like going straight to Duke Perdia’s ears.

 

It would be better for me if the mercenary corps could find someone for me, even if that wasn’t their main job.

 

“Have you ever heard of the name Estelle?”

 

After spitting out the question, I looked for changes in Raeyan’s expression.

 

Before commissioning, it was my intention to test Raeyan’s reaction.

 

If Raeyan was reincarnated in the book like me, there was no way he didn’t know Estelle, the original heroine. 

 

“I’ve never heard that name.”

 

’

But Raeyan’s expression did not change at all.

 

He looked as if he had never really heard of it.

 

Having failed to weigh it, I had no choice but to tell the contents of the request.

 

“Then please find someone named Estelle for me.
I will match the request as much as possible.”

 

“I need more information about the person.”

 

“She has dark brown hair.
I’m sure she’s a year or two younger than me.”

 

“Is that all you can tell me?”

 

“Yeah, I guess….”

 

The original work began at an orphanage a year before Estelle was adopted by Perdia.

 

The story began when Estelle was miraculously adopted by Perdia when she had no choice but to sit on the street without money if she was not adopted, due to her coming of age.

 

‘Come to think of it, it doesn’t say where Estelle was before that.’

 

It would have been a lot easier to find her if that information was in the original.

 

The fact that there was already someone who was aiming for my life meant this was no longer the world in the book.

 

I decided that knowing the location of Estelle, which could be another variable, would help preserve my life.

 

“I’ll look for them.” 

 

“Please, Raeyan.”

 

By the time I had finished my request, the carriage had stopped.
Before I knew it, we had arrived at the western branch of mages, the West Tower.

 

Escorted by Raeyan, I got off the carriage and went straight into the magic tower.

 

“Raeyan, wait for me here.”

 

After setting up Raeyan near the entrance, the place I headed to was the reception.

 

Since I came all the way here, I planned to start investigating after investing the additional profits I’d made from selling antidotes so far.

 

When I arrived at the reception desk, a different person in charge greeted me.

 

“Welcome to the West Tower branch.
How can I help you?”

 

“I want to invest.”

 

“Oh, you want to invest.
Do you need a product description?”

 

“No, I’ll invest more in my previous investment.”

 

As it was a revisit, there was no need for a process such as explaining the investment destination or confirming the name.

 

The person in charge took the money I gave and wrote a contract without saying anything.

 

“It’s been completed.”

 

“Thank you.”

 

“Have a safe journey, Lili Ar………? Wait –”

 

I didn’t want to keep Raeyan waiting for a long time, so I hurried to the entrance without hearing the rest of their words.

 

There seemed to be a commotion coming from behind me; I thought there must have been an accident and hurried my steps even more.

 

By the time I had barely found Raeyan in the crowd and stood in front of him, the commotion from earlier had spread throughout the tower.

 

“Raeyan, what’s going on?”

 

“They say they’re looking for someone.”

 

“A person?”

 

“Yes, Lili Arcelle.”

 

“I see….wait, who?”

 

“Lili Arcelle.”

 

A name that sounded unfamiliar and familiar, a name that felt like mine.

 

‘…….Me?’