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He grinned at my not-so-sincere response, then he handed

sothing. I was about to open the box when he noted, This is the product you asked

to make three days ago, as well as a gift.

Youve finished with it already?

Ian nodded in response and added, You asked

to make it as soon as possible, didnt you?

I did. Thank you.

Ian looked at

for a mont before stating, If you need anything at any ti, just let

know.

He was a kind person; he was already doing enough by helping

make money. I was reassured. Indeed, he was a valuable connection.

* * *

It has been a while since I went shopping

Humming a lively tune, Fresia picked up a wig. In her closet were manycolored black, blonde, red, and even green. Deciding not to stand out today, she picked one with a subtle tone.

In the mirror behind her was a familiar face that startled her. Fresia was wondering if she was seeing things due to overworking recently. She was standing frozen in place when a voice muttered, Fresia.

Ahhh!

At her scream, the guild mbers who were waiting outside her room stord into the room. Nevertheless, they could not attack the unwelco guest.

We greet His Highness the Crown Prince!

Max stared at them for a mont, then he spoke softly, You all may leave. I have sothing to discuss with her.

Once the door closed, the lady forced a smile. Your Highness, please refrain from scaring

like that in the future.

His eyes disapproving, Max spoke in a disgruntled manner. Youve always noticed my presence until now. Have you been neglectful in your training?

Who does he think hes talking to?Although it was true Fresia wasnt transcendent, it was none other than her who had taught Max the basics. Feeling insulted, Fresia gritted her teeth. She, however, composed herself and asked, What brings you here?

Nothing. Were you going sowhere?

Ah, yes. I was about to head to Arcade Street.

At the ntion of the crowded plaza, Max wondered if he might run into Jubelian there.

In any case, he discarded his thoughts. He was going to focus on his own duties as his master had advised. Max pondered what he had to do right now. He didnt want to go back to the palace right away as he had been stuck in his room for the past few days.

I will go with you, he decided in the end.

Fresia sighed. It was obvious that her liege argued with the lady again.

I guess I have no choice but to help.

* * *

Having finished talking business, I was at the entrance of the workshop saying my goodbyes.

Please drop by next ti at your leisure, Your Ladyship. Our workshop always welcos you.

I nodded, Of course. After all, Ive contributed a lot to this place, havent I? I smiled. That was my way of referring to myself as the muse as I couldnt bear to say such a word.

Chuckling, Ian said shyly, I hope that soday you will visit, even if not for business.

I was about to nod, thinking he ant I could visit any ti at my convenience. Then I saw sothing out of the corner of my eye. I turned my head slightly to the side. A familiar man was standing next to a woman.

How does this look? she asked, pretending to wear a headdress. The lady possessed a captivating aura, and the two looked awfully close to each other. Strangely, my heart ached. I felt uncomfortable and couldnt bear to see them standing side by side for another mont. Why was I feeling this way? I had no right.

Just then, the man furrowed his brow and spat out, I dont like it.

For so reason, the discomfort I had just felt went away a little.

Unlike , the woman seed a little offended. Should I just leave? she pouted.

I hoped that the man would nod, but he answered with a serious face, Its a gift I want to get sothing better and more expensive.

My face hardened imdiately.

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