Chapter 350: Goodbye Jason
Cheese didn't keep Hill waiting, and the mage's way of thinking was always brief but focused. When he noticed Hill in the room at some point, Cheese didn't show any surprise. "It's about the same time. But is it really okay for Lady Emia to send you to invite me? The Wizard's Shadow can't be chained. ”
"Jason is a product of Lady Green's summoning, and I think she must have taught Lady Emia how to control it, so I won't bother you with that. Ciel stood up and bowed to Cheese, and out of the sake of the witch, she heard the mage's concern, and said, "If you don't have any other plans, we'd better go back as soon as possible." Ms. Emia must have wanted to see her daughter sooner. ”
Cheese just nodded. He turned his head to look at Roland when he got up, although he didn't speak, but the inquiring look in his eyes was enough to convey the meaning. "I'm not going, I can't help with a magical creature like that. The old man just waved his hand and spat out a smoke ring, "By the way, you bring the logbook, maybe that guy named Jason will know something." ”
There was still some distance from the port area to the residential area where the witch's house was located, but fortunately, Dr. Hill didn't come on foot, and the carriage parked outside the small building saved the two of them from having to spend more time on the road. The female doctor and Cheese sat in the cabin of the carriage, and Hill motioned to the driver that a man who was also wearing a mask could drive. After the crisp sound of the leather whip breaking through the air, the wheels began to babble.
"Doctor, I have something to ask you. In the cabin, Cheese suddenly spoke. "How much do you know about Marcus Stellarier?"
Ciel pondered for a moment, as if he hadn't expected a wizard to ask such a question. But this is not difficult for her, as the leader of the Dementors, Hill Ming's identity is a well-known personal doctor in the royal capital, and she has been in contact with the entire kingdom of large and small nobles, after all, no one can guarantee that she will get sick, right? Especially as a nobleman, it is better not to go to those serious doctors for some diseases, and a little-known and tight-lipped personal doctor like Hill is their best choice.
"Marcus Taylorreal, Earl of the Kingdom, the current Chancellor of the Exchequer, should be around 25 years old this year, with no bad habits. The Dementor said with a blank look, unreservedly informing Cheese of the information about Marcus in his head, "A rare business wizard, he became the assistant to the Chancellor of the Exchequer at the age of 22, and a year later the previous minister stepped down due to health reasons, and His Majesty personally appointed this person to replace the Chancellor of the Exchequer. Marcus was polarized among the nobles, and had a high reputation among the older nobles, although he was rumored to have had a falling out with many of the great nobles, but it was not known that there were any families or individuals in the kingdom who opposed him. On the other hand, he was notoriously unlikable among the young aristocracy, which, judging by the information I had gathered, should have something to do with his appearance and his lack of attendance at social events, and of course the possibility of jealousy was not ruled out. But these young men were not the backbone of the kingdom, and they couldn't really influence Marcus. ”
"Oh? That's interesting. Cheese tapped his forehead a few times with his index finger. It was a whim that he would ask about Marcus, and to be honest, despite having had an unpleasant encounter with the fat man in the castle, the mage didn't hold a grudge against him for such a trivial matter. "And what about the Tellerreal family to which he belongs, and what is his status in the Greylion?"
"Before Marcus was born with his talent, the Tellerreal family was a declining aristocracy, and their fixed assets had long since been depleted by extravagant profligacy. In fact, if it weren't for Marcus's talent, His Majesty might have taken back the noble title of that family. Even so, the Tellerreal family is a huge burden to Marcus. You should note that the Chancellor of the Exchequer's title is Earl Emeritus, which means that he simply does not have the lands and assets that can be commensurate with a knighthood like the Count of Montenegro. ”
"Sounds like this fat man is quite miserable? Obviously he has enough talent, but he can't get the corresponding status because he is dragged down by the family. The mage looked at the street outside the carriage and said casually. As a spellcaster outside of the world, Cheese could not identify with the blood ties of the family, but this did not prevent him from understanding that this was the basis of the workings of the world.
"You can say that, but it's also good. Hill looked ahead, and there was no disgust or any other emotion in her voice for the count.
"For example?"
"The absence of fiefs and assets means that there are no worries and risks, and as the kingdom's chancellor of the treasury, Marcus's own assets may not be as good as those of ordinary wealthy merchants. In such a situation, he will not have entanglements with other people's interests, and the possibility of favoritism is extremely small. And this is exactly what the king wants to see, a chancellor who is absolutely loyal and completely for the sake of the kingdom. This was Marcus's advantage, and unless there was evidence that he had taken bribes was sent to the king, His Majesty's trust in him was almost absolute. ”
And in this state, even if someone does accuse Marcus of taking bribes, it will be very easy to prove his innocence. It may be difficult to find out the source of a rich man's assets, but a beggar can tell where he picked up every piece of cloth on his body. Cheese continued Ciel's words, knowing that as long as Marcus wasn't stupid enough to actually take bribes, then his position in the king's mind was secure. In this way, at least in the political arena of the kingdom, this man is valuable.
The conversation about Marcus was interrupted by the halt of the carriage. The gates of the witch's house have appeared outside the carriage. The driver jumped out of the driver's seat and briskly pulled the door open for the two passengers, with a deferential and sophisticated action that made one wonder if he was making a living from it. "There's nothing for you to do here. I'll go home and wait for you, and I'll call you if you need to. The female doctor said softly as she walked past her fellow clan with Kolanty in her arms. The coachman nodded, closed the door, stepped back into place, shook the reins in his hand, and quickly disappeared into the corner of the alley.
"You're on a pretty close relationship with him, mate?" Cheese smiled, noticing that Hill's relationship with the coachman seemed to be a little different. Dementors are strictly genderless, but their long-term survival in the human world can also make them habitual to humans, and many Dementors will choose a gender for themselves when they become adults, which helps them better fit into the crowd.
"No, he is my heir. The doctor said, gesticulating with a few gestures in her hand to unlock the defensive magic on the steps of the witch's house. This magic caused a lot of trouble when Cheese first came to visit. Of course, the correct way to "knock on the door" had already been taught to the mages when they made an alliance with the witches.
Following Ciel, the two quickly made their way through the magical hallway to a room with a heavy iron door. "Lady Aimia is inside, and I'll go and set Lady Kolanty in place. With that, the female doctor left the cheese and left.
The mage shrugged his shoulders and reached out to push open the iron door. Interestingly, Cheese standing outside the iron door couldn't see anything inside the door anyway, only darkness. This simple magic is effective in getting ordinary people who are afraid of the unknown to go away, but mages can't see the significance of its location. And since he couldn't think of a reason, he might as well go in and ask the person who released the magic, and Cheese didn't hesitate long before walking in.
Walking into the room is like walking through a disembodied black curtain, and when the visitor passes through the darkness of the doorway, the room is in front of his eyes. Cheese, on the other hand, understood why Emia did this. Because this room is so bright.
Intense light shone from the twelve two-meter-high crystal triangular prisms at the edge of the room, which, combined with the crystal plates embedded in the floor of the room and the light source in the dome, made the room feel like there was no room for the mage to hide, and everything was revealed in the light. The only thing that can still maintain the darkness here is the black human form in the center of the room, bound by a huge crystal cross.
"Jason, we're meeting again. ”