Contrary to Cahilun, who immediately shifted his attention to documents, Machi couldn’t take his eyes off the magic device.

The last thing he heard was an unamusing threat from Eric.

After that, not calling Renéolla again bothered him. Wasn’t the woman, who usually played the role of a kind and considerate character, offering comfort to her sister once? Cahilun, who had been tapping the sofa, lowered his hand from his chin. It seemed like he needed to visit her once.

‘I tried not to run into her until I see her at the First Prince’s palace, but I can’t help it now.’
Though I eagerly anticipated seeing how Renéolla would react and was curious about what she had been up to for the past few days, I quietly waited. It felt a bit regrettable, but if I didn’t resolve this discomfort immediately, it seemed that things wouldn’t be in my control.

Seeing Cahilun stand up from the sofa, Machi, who glanced at him, seemed to have expected it and raised the corners of his mouth.

‘He’s showing everything, thinking only he knows.’

Just as Cahilun was about to take a step, Rands, who had been guarding the bookstore from above, entered.

“The head of the library has come. How should we handle his desire to see you, Your Highness?”

Even though Rands had hung a closed sign, he recalled the bookstore manager knocking on the locked door.

“He seemed quite urgent.”

“What could he want to visit for?”

Machi took off his glasses with a puzzled expression.

“He wouldn’t urgently come just to order a book.”

“Let’s find out.”

Cahilun, who would usually ignore such matters, took determined steps. The only connection he had with the bookstore manager was Renéolla Violet.

Indeed, Matthias seemed anxious, as Rands had described.

However, despite restlessly wandering outside the bookstore, when he finally faced Cahilun, he hesitated to say anything.

Cahilun, fisting his hand, glared at him with a crooked smile. Impatiently, he asked, “What’s going on?”

Even after receiving a disdainful attitude from the bookstore owner, Matthias didn’t find it strange, as it seemed natural. Of course, Renéolla’s thoughts contributed to the complexity in his mind.

While waiting outside the bookstore, Matthias gradually regained his composure.

No matter how urgent it was, asking the bookstore owner for help was too unreasonable. There could have been other ways for him to enter the outer palace without Cahilun knowing.

…In fact, seeing Cahilun, he immediately recalled the playful exchanges he had witnessed between him and Renéolla.

In the midst of this, jealousy surged within him. He didn’t want to ask this man for anything related to Renéolla.

Matthias didn’t think he was such a petty person.

“I don’t like repeating myself.”

He could have asked why he came in the first place. Cahilun’s voice became even lower.

‘There must be another way. What can this man do?’

It might be better to seek help from the king through his father. He didn’t know if his father would listen, but he had to try grasping at straws.

“No, it’s okay. I’ll come back next time.”

Matthias turned away. However, he couldn’t take a few steps and had to stop.

Rands was standing at the door, impassively looking down at him.

He seemed to have no intention of killing him until he spoke. Despite being an ordinary bookstore clerk, his gaze, looking down, was intimidating.

“It seems you’ll have to ask three times.”
From behind, a voice chewing on words was heard.

When I turned around, Cahilun seemed annoyed, his forehead wrinkled, and he swept his bangs aside.

Purple eyes shot a cold gaze at me. A threatening aura emanated strongly, making the spine shiver.

‘Is he really just a bookstore owner?’

Absolutely not. Matthias clenched his sweaty hand into a fist. Even though I didn’t know exactly what he was, it was certain he wasn’t an ordinary person.

As Cahilun took a step forward, the startled Matthias took two steps back. He seemed ready to open his mouth forcibly if he didn’t do it willingly.

‘Well, maybe this person can help find Renéolla.’

Although I didn’t know his identity, a strange conviction settled in. Now was not the time to indulge in unnecessary jealousy. Matthias, who had been biting his lips, slowly opened his mouth.

“Renéolla is missing.”