‘Alerir herbs are infused with magic, making them excellent for skin regeneration, so treating burn scars should be relatively easy.’

But when Betty, who had reacted as if she had found a ray of hope at the mention of a method to treat burn scars, heard about the employee interview, she hesitated.

‘Does she like working for the Marquis?’

While Edith tried to figure out the reason for Betty’s hesitation, Betty politely bowed her head.

“I appreciate the opportunity, but it seems I won’t be able to attend the interview. I have a promise with the Marquis.”

Betty said that and immediately added.

“I apologize after the refusal, but could you please let me know where I can get the ointment you mentioned? Even after refusing, I’d like to know.”

In every uttered syllable, Edith could sense the fullness of desperation. As Edith remained silent, Betty, driven by impatience, added.
“Lord Marquis has been engaging in small businesses with the nobles of the capital for a few years now. Recently, even magicians have come to our territory to participate in the development. When the development is complete, I will receive the promised sum.”

Even though Betty didn’t mention the word “magic stone,” Edith, who already knew about the mine hiding something that the Marquis was concealing, couldn’t help but be surprised.

‘If they need magicians to develop the mine… it must be the Magic Stone Mine.’

Discovering Hwangbi and her subordinates secretly monopolizing the Magic Stone Mine sent shivers down Edith’s spine.

The magic stone contained a mineral that could be used as a weapon for mass slaughter, depending on the magic it held within.

‘What are they planning to use it for?’

Edith had heard from Theos that the magicians who worked like mercenaries were all hired, and now the pieces of the puzzle were falling into place.

As Edith’s silence prolonged while she connected her thoughts, Betty became more and more agitated.

“Um, Madam…”

“Get Alir herb seeds, grow them on the moon for four months, then soak the roots in clean water. Use it like an ointment on burn scars; it’s very effective.”

“…!”

“While using directly grown fruits may not be as effective, it’s best to start treating burn scars as quickly as possible.”

Confirming that all the clothes were dry, Edith stood up.

“Um, Madam! At least let me express my gratitude…”

“It’s okay. Consider it a kind repayment for your friendly treatment.”

“…”

Betty stood there, staring blankly, watching Edith leave after providing the information she had desperately wanted for years.

Having tried all sorts of medicines available at the local pharmacy without much effect and wasting money, getting valuable information like this was unexpected.

‘Is it Heaven’s way of repaying me for taking care of my sister?’

Betty slowly watched Edith, who was moving away, thinking that if the opportunity arose, she would definitely repay the kindness.

Gilbert, waiting for the appointed time in the room provided by Marquis Humphrey, was reading newspapers published over the past few days.

‘Is there really nothing to be proud of in this territory other than Rob Berry? It’s been almost a week since the review ended…’

Gilbert, entrusted by Elizabeth to monitor the stablekeeper detained by Viscount Portrion, found it challenging to endure the idleness of the provincial territory.

He thought Elizabeth, who had endured for several years in a place with nothing for her, was impressive, but that was all.

‘For Elizabeth to become the Marquise and inherit the estate is a fortunate event for both her and Elizabeth.’

Gilbert had no affection for his daughter. Elizabeth having a child was an entirely unexpected and unplanned misfortune.
However, knowing that Elizabeth would work even harder for me if there were a child between us, I secretly arranged a place for her to give birth.

‘While my daughter has been away for several years, I thought Elizabeth’s maternal affection would cool down, but it seems not.’

Recently, seeing Elizabeth busy with maid duties, Gilbert frequently admired her usefulness and competence.

When he saw her capable of earning the trust and praise that Patricia couldn’t, it was bitter for him.

‘If I handle this matter well, Lady will recognize me again.’

Gilbert decided to shake off the gloomy thoughts and stood up, heading towards the window.

Due to the Marquis’s mansion being situated on high ground, Gilbert could coolly look down on the Marquis territory through the window. Also, the lovely Magic Stone Mine was there.

‘I might meet Viscount Lexion around there.’

Gilbert let out a sinister laugh, anticipating the massive rocks of the mountain range to start rolling down.

Viscount Lexion would likely jump into action to help with the promised beast hunting, not knowing the enchanted Magic Stones were abundantly stored nearby. Then, due to the activated magic, the rocks would roll…

Kwarrung!

At the precisely timed thunderous sound, Gilbert cheered. The dust rising from the mountain range was visible even from this spot.

‘Handle the bodies properly, Viscount.’

He believed without a doubt that tomorrow, under the rocks, would lie the inconvenient Viscount Lexion and the not-so-helpful Humphrey Marquis, given their desires and the troublesome situation.