Lorry breathed a quiet sigh of relief, turned around, and gave her a questioning look.
Mia Pierce said gravely:
"I wasn't lying to you just now. Damik really did rarely mention anything going on outside, but... he sometimes invited friends to hunt in the Hunting Forest.
"The most recent time was a month and a half ago.
"According to the servants in the Hunting Forest, there were only two visitors that day: the famous writer Altair and Parliamentarian Begat of the House of Commons."
Lorry murmured the names again, then asked for confirmation, "Is Parliamentarian Begat a member of the New Party? And Altair... the one who wrote The Earl's Revenge?"
He suddenly remembered something:
He had seen that book at Baron Percival's Manor!
He had originally thought it was just a coincidence.
After all, Mr. Miles had said it was a bestseller both at home and abroad. There was nothing strange about Baron Percival reading it.
-Many nobles liked to put on a show of refinement.
But now it seemed there might be a serious problem here!
"Coincidence" probably wouldn't be enough to explain it.
Mia Pierce nodded slightly without speaking.
Lorry fell silent as well. Nearly a minute passed before he spoke. "Ma'am, if circumstances permit, you'd best live somewhere else for a while."
"Good night, ma'am. May the gods bless you and your family."
He bowed slightly, turned, and left.
Amid the unrelenting rain, Lorry returned to the Mountain Estate.
It was already dawn.
Using the same trick as before, he used the Shadow Ring to evade the early-rising servants from time to time and made it safely back to his guest room. He lay on his bed, not the least bit sleepy.
Tonight's gains far exceeded my expectations...
*Not only did I collect Other People's