The professor had wanted to say something, but soon closed his mouth.
He had realized that explaining anything about etiquette to the gray-haired girl before him was a futile exercise, like playing music to a cow.
It was like discussing general relativity and Imaginary collapse theory with a savage who had never received any education whatsoever-a complete waste of breath.
If he wanted his lecture to have any effect, he had better first put the girl before him through a crash course in basic etiquette.
The situation gave Dr. Ratio a headache. It really hurt.
He frowned, unable to resist the urge to raise a hand to his forehead.
The current situation clearly meant that the conversation ahead would be several times more difficult than he had anticipated.
But regardless, the girl before him was at least one of the Nameless. She should have been through quite a lot. Hopefully, she had developed an ability to think on her feet; that would make this conversation go more smoothly.
Letting out a soft breath, the professor said with some weariness, "Let us return to the previous topic. Herta specified that your commission was to find a Curio whose very name was uncertain."
"But Herta gave a detailed description of the Curio's characteristics. Obviously, I didn't make it up."
"Indeed. You couldn't have invented that."
Stelle narrowed her eyes. This feeling of being looked down on reminded her of that broadcast.
The man before her was the same online and offline. Little Fish was right: sincerity really was the ultimate weapon.
This Mr. Ratio was very sincere. He did not even deign to hide his awful personality.
"But Herta's collection is as vast as the stars. It is difficult to imagine her placing such importance on an ordinary Curio."
Hearing Dr. Ratio