At Viscount Glynt's words, Hobart took a sip of red wine and smiled. Looking at the tidy dining table, he was suddenly reminded of the food at cheap Coffee shops.
After finishing the dessert and fruit and having a few more sips of tea, dinner finally came to an end.
Glaint rose to his feet. "I still have many questions about the 'Pharmacist' that I would like to ask. Please come with me to the Study."
Once they reached the Study, Glaint took out his Pocket Watch and looked at it before lowering his voice. "Mr. Hobart, I invited you here because I have something I would like to commission you to investigate."
Hobart sat opposite the viscount. "Logically speaking, we are both founders of the Justice League, so I ought to help. However, your commission is too dangerous. My apologies, but I refuse."
Glaint froze. "I haven't even told you what the commission is yet!"
"I only know that someone was watching us the entire time I was brewing your Potion." Hobart leaned back in his chair. "I'm only Sequence 8, and my father does not seem particularly favored either. I don't want to get involved in struggles between Nobles."
Glaint smiled. "You are even more vigilant than I imagined."
He said, "Let me explain my commission first. You may choose not to accept it."
Hobart gave a bitter smile. "Your Excellency, some things might bring me trouble simply because I know about them."
Glaint said, "Rest assured, no one is eavesdropping on us anymore. The person secretly watching me left this afternoon after confirming that I had consumed the 'Pharmacist' Potion."
He opened his Pocket Watch and showed it to Hobart. It looked rather old, and it was impossible to tell whether it was broken. Its hands remained