"Ha, you're too kind, it's not so profound knowledge. If it can help you, that's all the better."
A ditation thod indeed doesn't count as profound knowledge worth acclaim. In the Great Library of Constantinople, if there aren't a hundred volus, there must be ninety-nine.
"Ms. Anna, perhaps this might not an much to you, but I rember our Levant Witch Association's doctrine is about equal exchange, isn't it?"
Anna emphasized, "It's the 'Levant Wizard Association,' it's been renad!"
"However, you're right, we believe in equal exchange — just happens there's sothing that might need your help. A wanted Wizard, having stolen from the Empire Library so ti ago, is very dangerous and likely hiding in your Franks' territory, so just keep an eye out for his whereabouts."
"Any more specific characteristics? At the banquet a few days ago, my Vassal did ntion a suspicious person arriving in his domain."
Anna's expression turned slightly grim.
"Details won't help, this is a powerful Wizard versed in Transformation Technique, this guy is attempting to research the long-lost Alchemy of Human Body, planning to bring living people out of the Alchemy Cauldron. Such a person can change appearance at will."
"Look, don't startle the snake now, I'll send Nishaya — the young lady who brought you the ditation thod — to accompany you for identification as soon as possible."
"Alright, by the way, does Ms. Nishaya have so misunderstanding about ?"
"Nope!"
Anna's voice slightly raised but quickly leveled to present a calm deanor: "Of course not, but you must know that many Witches are very devoted when it cos to love."
"Although you're a rare Warlock, having too many Witches around isn't exactly appealing."
Losa's voice of sudden realization ca from that side: "I see."
The two chatted a bit more, and then Anna disconnected the communication, feeling sowhat guilty inside.
She would never admit that she had told Nishaya that Losa is a malevolent Warlock skilled at alluring beautiful Witches into love and lust, with every word having the power to enchant the mind.
...
Eira Port.
Losa frowned, feeling the problems facing him were quite plentiful.
Hopefully, he was mistaken; if there truly was a Wizard hiding in his domain — better let the Wizard Association handle it.
He has yet to have direct encounters with Wizards, but he vividly rembers the one he t in Austria who transford into a giant serpent, alongside the Witch near Count Leopold.
Even now, gathering all followers, he didn't feel confident he could defeat her.
What followed was a slew of trivial matters one after another.
Port vendors tampered with scales, giving short asures; two farrs brawled over property border lines; a carriage crushed a passerby's leg...
A large number of decisions needing Losa's approval were piling up around him.
For a brief mont, Losa truly wanted to casually say: "Let them engage in judicial dueling, don't bother with such trivial affairs."
But he imdiately suppressed this thought; what's trivial to him might not be to individuals.
He ordered his subordinates to bring the people for hearings and, through translation, adjudicated each case and provided appropriate settlents.
"Milord, so border converts wish to acquire so weapons for self-defense."
"Grant their request, dispatch the Imperial Knights to organize them for farr soldiers' drills, every household must provide n, hoping that next ti there's an attack, they'll delay enough ti for us to arrive."
"Additionally, Hans, call Ned over, I'm authorizing him to assemble a border patrol team."
Losa reclined on the soft cushion, sowhat missing Hebron managed by Kurs.
He raised his head and glanced around.
Furin lounging with crossed legs, playing with her hair in ennui; Jeanne guzzling and red-cheeked like a drunkard; Prajna engrossed in reading an Arabic book.
None is reliable.
As for Laine, Model, Pepin, and Ned, these Knights are often illiterate.
Only Hans is reliable, but Hans already bears significant responsibilities.
He had no choice but to say: "Imdiately inform Kurs that the Hebron situation has stabilized enough, have him transfer all duties to Andreas, and co to Eira Port."
Furin excitedly said: "Milord, are you finally bringing Kurs over?"
Losa rolled his eyes: "If any of you were reliable, I wouldn't be so busy daily."
Jeanne raised her goblet, signaling to Losa: "Milord, you're right, I'm indeed unreliable, so don't even think about pestering with those annoying internal affairs."
Prajna closed her book, and just as Losa wondered if she might be displeased with his words.
He saw her returning the book to the shelf, replacing it with another, and reading with relish.
Throughout, it was as if she hadn't heard anything Losa said.
Furin, sowhat discontent, said: "Milord, I can relieve your worries and challenges; I was once a princess with my own domain, so don't underestimate !"
Losa beca interested and asked: "So, tell , how would you handle the situations I just faced?"
Furin replied confidently: "Hang them all, bothering with such trivial issue, is it because they think I can't kill?"
Losa's smile froze; he reached out and, before she could react, snapped her forehead crisply.
The sound was sharp.
Losa looked at the aggrieved Furin and smiled: "Nice sound."
"Nice sound ans a good head, knock more often!"
Jeanne said from the side.
...
By dusk, the Witch cloaked in black returned.
Standing outside the door, with a voice crisp like a bell chi, she inquired: "Where is Ragman?"
"Want to co in and talk?"
Losa asked.
The Witch imdiately retreated a step cautiously, her voice tense: "No! No need, just tell Ragman's whereabouts, and I'll leave."
Losa was sowhat speechless; does she need to fear ?
"Ragman is the one Anna ntioned, who stole from the Empire Library and is attempting Human Body Alchemy?"
"That's right, a dangerous individual."
"He's in my vassal, Zujar Baron's domain, reportedly in a village called 'Dekhem.' He acts reclusively, stays away from people, should be easy to spot."
Losa finished and asked: "Ms. Nishaya, are you sure you don't need to send people to accompany you?"
Nishaya hesitated for a mont.
For quite so ti, she still shook her head and said: "Better not, I'm deeply skilled in Stealth Technique, rely to investigate his identity, I myself won't face any risk."
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