Ⅵ
Arthur took out the note he had prepared long ago.
The note had been folded in half twice, concealing any traces of ink.
The Marquis of West Berlin approved of Arthur's caution.
"Rest assured, no being can spy on you here."
The Marquis gave his assurance and casually took the note.
Then he vanished on the spot.
Only his voice lingered-
"It's perfectly safe here. I hope you'll rest here for a while. After all, being able to relax completely in such a safe place is a rare pleasure, isn't it?
Oh, Jacqueline and Catherine will be here shortly."
There was a faint smugness in his voice.
Nobles couldn't be trusted!
The master of West Berlin had demonstrated that saying in his own way.
As for the Contract?
The Contract had certainly not ceased to function.
Its power remained.
But the master of West Berlin had circumvented the "power of the Contract."
Because-
The master of West Berlin was "protecting" Arthur.
The master of West Berlin had never intended to harm Arthur.
In particular, he would fulfill every provision specified in the Contract.
However...
Even as he fulfilled those provisions, the master of West Berlin wanted more.
Or rather, the master of West Berlin wanted some means of keeping Arthur under his thumb.
For example, a grandson with the bloodline of Creados.
Of course, two or even more would be all the better.
The West Berlin Family needed fresh blood like that.
Arthur narrowed his eyes slightly, sensing the unmistakable power of the Contract.
He sensed the slight backlash it inflicted on the Marquis-clearly, the Marquis had worked hard to evade the Contract's backlash, but had not escaped it entirely.
He had still suffered a little damage.
It was not severe.
But it was not too minor, either.
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