She let out a sigh while brushing her hair back.
âBertin also returned to his family. Heâs really an idiot for crawling back there after being whipped like that.â
âRany.â
Is this the talk of ladies?
I shook my head while heaving a sigh.
Rany crossed her arms and grumbled.
âThereâs nothing else I can find out about the abbey. Thereâs also nothing more I can find out about the Beryl Family. Most of the family members were executed, and those who were exiled were sent to different places.â
âI see.â
âI have no clue where he is. If only we could catch that bastard Trevor . . .â
I shook my head hearing Ranyâs words.
Trevor Beryl had died, so nothing would come to light no matter how hard we tracked him.
âYou can stop looking into that problem.â
âHuh?â
âRather than Trevor, please look at something else.â
She tilted her head to the side at my words.
I took out the red earring from my inner pocket and reached it out to her.
âWhat is this.â
âI wonder if you can find out the owner of this item.â
Ranyâs eyes were examining the earring.
Considering thousands of earrings were produced a year, I should have seen it as a long trip to find the owner of the earring that wasnât known when it was made or which guild it belonged to.
It was like finding a needle in a haystack, but if I could find out about that, I felt like the blocking fog would get clearer.
âIâll take a look at this for now. I think I can find it out as long as this is not a ready-made product.â
Rany took the earring and put it in her pocket.
âHow are you preparing to transfer to the academy?â
The semester was scheduled to begin as soon as next week.
I already knew that the atmosphere and background of the public academy and the imperial academy were different, but because I had never faced it myself, I had no clue.
Rany nodded and dropped a thick file folder on top of the table.
âIâm preparing for it. This is not complete yet, but Iâm filling this up.â
I was taken aback by the thickness of the note.
I thought she had given up studying but did the Imperial Academy course, which unexpectedly prioritizes rankings competition, foster Ranyâs desire to learn?
âAlright, first of all, this is a profile that starts simply from here.â
â. . . ?â
âI donât know which class we would be assigned to, so I found out about everything from the small fries to big guys.â
Inside the file folder were pictures of numerous people along with precise information listed underneath.
âFor now, Iâve checked their assets. Those that are written in red are the kids who are involved with my guild and can be taken care of instantly, and those written in green have no problem with debt right now.â
I tried to not see it, but the color of the handwriting caught my eye by itself just like her explanation.
At a glance, there was a lot of red colors.
âThen what about the learning progress?â
âOh, you donât know?â
âHuh?â
âWhat kind of nobles would study hard? Except for the basic course, only a little will do it.â
I blinked my eyes.
She continued as if that was natural.
âGraduation would be possible so long as you built a pillar, laid grass on the playground, or filled the auditorium with chairs.â
âThat . . .â
I was speechless for a moment.
What Rany said was not wrong.
There were too many credits and courses to fill in at the academy.
And perhaps, rather than trying hard to fulfill that, quickly buying the credits with money and achieving the goal would be the better thing to do for Rany.
âFamily names are more important than scores there.â
The atmosphere was a little different from the public academy, which you could have been recognized for if you had the ability.
âWeâre going to enter their field, so we have to prepare according to their standard.â
There was nothing wrong with everything she said.
It was bitter, but I was convinced so I looked at the file folder, and my eyes were fixed when I saw a familiar face.
Looking at my flinching hand, Rany looked at the picture and said aha then added her explanation.
âThereâs a thing called a special guest in the imperial academy. So, I think thereâs a circumstance when someone can teach with an instructor status even though they are not a professor. I heard he is the guest lecturer for this semester.â
â. . .â
âOf course, itâs all about visiting once or twice at the most, but even that performance works quite well.â
While hearing Ranyâs words, I looked at the one in the picture once again.
There was no big difference with his figure I encountered earlier.
Except for the soulless eyes that were a bit sharper.
I saw a yellow color under the name Samuel Bolton.
âWhat is the meaning of yellow?â
âWhat do you think, huh? It means youâll die if you touch them.â
Among the information written in full, only under his name was vacant.
âI canât find anything about him. Not a single thing.â
I nodded to Ranyâs low voice.
Attacking the viscountâs son in front of the prince was not a simple performance to show.
One thing for sure was that he was dangerous.
âDonât get too close to this person.â
I warned her just in case, but I was still feeling uneasy inside.
When I recalled the eyes that were fixed only on the prince and ignored my presence, the subsided goosebumps returned.