
"Pregnancy? What do you need my prophecy for?" Ask Little Mouse.
"Have you heard of the Night River Flower" Noah stared coldly at the deer's head.
"..."
Noah smiled at Little Mouse's reaction. A clairvoyant, does not use their eyesight freely. Every great power has consequences. For example, the power of his Dark Ice. But in small-scale use as he did just now only gives a small effect on his nature.
And according to his memory book, Little Mouse had quite troublesome side effects with each succeeding fortune telling. His heart would become weak and prone to death. This was the reason why even Little Mouse would be put to sleep as long as possible with magic after divination. And the only ones who knew about his condition were the few people he trusted. One of them is Old Garry.
And it was the root of the Night River Flower that could erase the power of his prophecy. This is because he got his vision from the branching of the Darkness. Not from the Light that the fortune-tellers generally get.
"What's your goal?" Ask Little Mouse.
Noah smiled at him, too. "You know, we can form a relationship for a while until we get the flower, how?"
"Huh, you're so silly–"
"Aether's...That's your name, right?"
"..."
Silence devoured the room, and Noah was a little nervous because. But he kept his Poker face under his cloak and did not take his eyes off the deer's head.
"You...Are you going to blackmail me? What if I kill you here?"
"I'm strong, after all, if I don't come back, my servant will know your identity as well."
Hearing his confidence, Little Mouse, or what was known as Aether, frowned. "What do you mean?"
"I've put down a letter with your real name, your hiding place and all the evil you've done. I also write down the places you've been to. I sent the letter myself to my servant just in case. Also, I've copied that letter as much as possible, so even if you stop sending it, there will be 99 other letters that haven't been sent."
"Huh, what if I destroy that shipper company? You stupid fool."
"I'm sure you won't dare, I used Viscount Harmel's delivery. You know for yourself, don't you, what he looks like."
Aether was silent for a while. He was confused why the child in front of him was so stubborn to invite him to be a partner. He knew, there were so many parties eyeing the Night River Flower. But, from the conversation earlier, he found out that the child in front of him was a noble. At least the son of an Earl or maybe a Duke. But why didn't he cooperate with the nobles? Aren't many nobles working together to find the flower?
"...The nobleman's two-faced, you know..."
Aether was surprised, "How do you know my thoughts? Huh, interesting. But I asked for three terms before we became partners."
Noah nodded, "It doesn't matter, as long as it doesn't hurt me."
"First, there must be no secrets between us. Including your identity."
Noah nodded, with a sigh, revealing his black robe and revealing his human-like face. Well, he had already bought a disguise ring a moment ago. He only wanted to be on guard if there was someone who would know his true identity.
"Oh, Eltrez, what a surprise," he murmured. "Secondly, if I need help, you should always help me unconditionally."
"Doubt." Noah leaned against his sofa and looked at Aether who was on the head of a deer.
"Doubt?"
"Yes, what if you could only ask me for help twice?"
"Five times."
"Two" replied Noah.
"Call five," Hearing his toughness, Noah simply shook his head.
"What about three?"
They also nodded to each other.
"Third, don't ever divulge my identity."
Noah nodded as well. "What if I break it?"
"I know you won't do that, your aura tells you that you're loyal to your promises and vows. Even though you will support the side that benefits you most. Dignified businessman." Hearing Aether, Noah simply pursed his lips.
"Well, then, can you do your prophecy?"
"I can't."
Noah was silent for a while, "Huh? Whatchu mean?"
"I had to wait for the full moon to get the perfect result."
Hearing this, Noah smiled contemptuously in his heart. You think I'm stupid? He knows that Aether can do divination whenever he wants. He just wanted to reason because to spread the name Noah Eltrez to all his lower network. This he made in case that he would not betray.
More precisely, he would discuss this with a few others.
Well, even when the moon is full, all the forces of darkness will increase. But Aether's own power is an exception. After all he was from the Elves, who had a small weakness against the moon.
"Well then, how do I call you?" Ask Noah.
"Take this," An object is created from the empty space on his desk. A black stone with huge ancient runes in front of it emitted a blue light. The stone was as big as his hand.
"Callstone?"
"Yes, but you can only call me seven times. I'll give you my prophecy when I'm ready."
Noah took it and looked at it for a while. "Then, it seems that our business is done, goodbye Mrs Aether." Noah got out of his chair and put his black robe back on.
Noah also surprisingly disappeared in place without leaving a shadow. This surprised Aether.
"Oh, teleportation rune? So this is why you're so confident?" Say Aether with a smile.
"Well, I gotta go." Then the magic aura on the deer's head disappeared without a trace.
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At a luxurious inn, Noah sat in his chair while reading his memory book. He continued to read it with focus, and ignored Alfred who stood respectfully in front of him.
"So..How's gun?" Noah asked coldly.
"Uh...For the manufacture of weapons there is no problem, there is only a little misunderstanding that makes Mr. Dreg do not want to make the sword Master....Forgive me, sir," Alfred bowed.
"It's okay, the important thing is that he still made a sword for the Princess right?"
Alfred nodded, answering Noah's question. "Then go, then" With a wave of his hand, Alfred came out of his room.
"Well, I've guessed this" he held his forehead. Dreg, is a Dwarf who has high self-esteem. With such a reputation, Derg would not want to make weapons for him.
He looked back at his book. Seeing something with a surprised face. "Hey, I didn't know that Princess Reflectia was only interested in children. Her taste is really strange" he muttered.
Recently, his memory faded again. Fortunately, he had copied all the memories of the plot of the story into this book. He even wrote about the characters and details about them in this book.
"Now, I only need one more business to finish," he muttered as he leaned back in his chair.
"Geez, being a noble is exhausting...."