“Good m. I am here to deliver the order for Lord Peks.” Wilma told the guards at the gate to the Lord’s manor. With her was me, as well as Ria dressed in her maid outfit. You know, the one Sawyer’s made based on the painting I have of Laura in one. I had her dress up in it for appearances, and I was also in my noble’s clothing.

  You might wonder why, but there is a very simple reason for it. Insurance. I don’t know if this noble is behind the harassment Wilma has been under, but if he is, this is a reasonable way of getting him off her case. I wrote him a letter yesterday evening, saying that Wilma and I would be ing to deliver the staff today, so at least I did give him warning.

  We were also in my carriage, using it as a golem carriage. At first, I was going to have Ria drive us, but she wasn’t fortable drivi, so I summoned Cyberic Magi to drive instead.

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  [colpse]Most of my spellcasters, who are actually human sized and not giant or tiny, drive my carriage, as they learned how to do so in the factory. I think there was some talks about me needing drivers, so a lot of them learo do so, just to increase their ce of being summoned.

  I was also asked a few questions by the guards, but we quickly got past when I showed my noble’s ID, and expihat I was going to employ Wilma after this delivery.

  After we pulled up to the front door of the manor, the three of us got out, Ria first, then Wilma and I was st. I then unsummoned my spellcaster and took the carriage into Ste. No reason to bother the manor’s staff with it, as it is a bit unusual.

  We were guided ihe manor, and into a parlor room. Wilma and I sat down on two separate seats, while Ria stayed standing just behind me, slightly to the left.

  Soon enough, who I think is the Lord came into the room, so I stood up. He seemed to be in his early thirties, dark brown, almost bck hair and green eyes. His build was quite thin, but he was tall as anything, probably just over 2 meters i. He then walked to the couch opposite to where the two of us were, and took a seat. After he was seated, the two of us sat back down.

  “Wele, miss Wilhelmina. You as well, Sir Wood. Though I don’t see a reason for you to e.”

  “Thank you, my Lord. I have e t our order as informed.” Wilma said very formally.

  “I do apologize, Lord Peks. I normally wouldn’t invade your home like this, but sidering the situation, I felt like I had no choice.” I quickly expined, even if that expined nothing.

  “Yes. You did write that you had a reason. But I would have preferred some details.”

  “Again, I apologize. But because of its nature, it isn’t something that I could write into a letter.” Well I could, but then I wouldn’t see his rea. Unless I sent some sort of spy moo… well, spy on him. “But please, do take care of the miss first. My business wait until she is done.”

  “Yes. I shall.” Baron Peks agreed. “So, miss Wilhelmina. The staff. Bring it out.” He ordered.

  “Yes. Item box.” She opened her item box and brought out the staff.

  “Ria.” I gave a quie word order to my ‘maid’. Actually, she is my maid, so the quotation marks are pletely unnecessary.

  Ria walked o Wilma, received the staff from her, then walked over to the Baron, and prese to him.

  The baron took a good long look at it, but he did seem happy with it.

  “Yes. This is a staff of the highest quality. It is even more impressive than I assumed.” The Baron plemehe … on? Or should a staff be a tool? I guess it is a on.

  “Th-thank you.” Wilma got just a bit flustered by the pliment. “It is made from cotta treant wood I acquired thanks to Lord Wood. It has…” She the on a long-ish teical expnation of the staff, as well as all of its properties.

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  “The tract has been signed and you have turhe workshop over to me. With this, your debt has been cleared.” Baron Peks said. “May I ask what your pns are from here on out?”

  “I have received an offer from Lord Wood, so I pn on w for him.” Wilma answered.

  The Baron looked at me, so I tinued.

  “It is as she said.” I firmed. “Yesterday, I saw her work ethid I was quite pleased with it, so I offered her a job. I hope you won’t miealing a skilled artisan from your nds.”

  “That is not something I would get mad about. It is simply business in the end.” Baron Peks responded. “And I do uand that for her to stay here might be quite … difficult.”

  “I see. So you must know at least some of it as well.” I muttered, just loud enough where I assumed he heard me.

  “Would you eborate on your knowledge then? You just got into town, but you seem to know something.”

  “... well, I do. That is why I came here today. Well, more precisely, this is.” I said, as I pced a bck ball oable. A dual stage smoke bomb, like the one Agunan pulled out of the coal pit of the fe in Wilma’s workshop. Through this one is an unused one I made with HomeBase.

  “Would you happen to know what this is?” I asked the Baron, after I set the orb oable.

  “... I’m not familiar with it. Please, do share.”

  “It is called a dual stage smoke bomb. My dragon panion pulled it out of the coal pit in miss Wilhelmina’s fe yesterday.” As I said that, Wilma’s eyes widened a bit. But as the Baron didn’t seem to fully uand, I kept going. “It is an assassination tool. At first, it releases a sleeping gas, but after a bit, it begins to bellow out onoxide at great volume. I believe someoher set it up in the coal pit, or threw it in through the smokestack yesterday, in an attempt to end miss Wilhelmina’s life.”

  As my expnatio on, Wilma looked even more perplexed. I old her about this, as I didn’t think it would be good to tell her about this at that time.

  I holy wasn’t sure if I wao tell the Baron about this, but as Wilma is now officially under o him, and he doesn’t seem to be the bad guy, I think telling him is fine.

  “... is … Is this true?” Baron Peks asked me.

  “Yes. I swear that it is.” Well, everything but that being the ohat Agunan pulled out. That one was a bit toone for Ste to fix it, so I made a new one. … Ahe ehing about Wilma actually dying aing resurrected.

  “... I see. This is a plicated situation we find ourselves in.”

  “I do not believe so. Even if someone in this town wants to take miss Wilhelmina’s life, she won’t be in town for much longer. And I assure you, my party and I are capable of keeping her safe from almost anything, including some would-be assassins.”

  “Just thinking of yourself, I see. Your safety might be guaranteed, but I will still run into trouble myself. I ’t just have assassins around my town.”

  “... Yes. I uand now. I apologize.” I was about half sincere. About half, I wao call him out for just having shitty security. “Then please, do take this as a token of my gratitude for taking good care of miss Wilhelmina, as well as your willio let her go.” I said as I took an object out of my Ste.

  It was a gift I prepared for the Lord yesterday, after I sent him the letter inf him I’d e visit. It would be rude to just e and n anything, after all.

  I gave it to Ria a her take it over to Baron Peks.

  “... and this is?” He asked, as he looked at the ring I gave him.

  “A ring of poisoion. It detects poisons and will shine if it finds any. Also, for oime, it ullify ahal hly harmful poison you have been subjected to. Though it will break after that.” I expined.

  The ring was something I had spotted while going through the Chaos God Dungeon catalog, and it wasn’t too expeo make, so I decided to give it to the Lord. I thought it would be fitting, as we did just talk about someorying to use poison gas to kill Wilma.

  “What? Where would you acquire something like that?”

  “I have my sources.” I answered, switg my position so that my founder’s terminal was a bit more obvious.

  “I see. I suppose someone like you just might.” Baron Peks said, and after a moment, he kept going. “I do thank you for this, as well as bringing the problem to my attention. I shall promise you this. I will look into this issue and punish the ones responsible.”

  “Of course. If you feel that it is necessary.”

  We chatted for a bit longer, until a butler came and whispered something to the Baron’s ear. I couldn’t overhear much of it, but I think there was some talk about a fire.

  “Sir Wood, miss Wilhelmina. I believe it is best for us to call it a day here. There has been an i, and I must see to it at ohe Baron told us. “And I’d like you two to e with me, as they do have something to do with you.”

  “o-of course.” Wilma quickly agreed, possibly feeling pressured.

  “Well, I suppose I spare a bit of time.” I said, being quite indifferent.

  We were led outside, where we entered a carriage with the Baron, and theook off towards the city. Because of my map, thank you Laura for keeping it up, I kneere heading towards a certain workshop.

  Whe there, what waited for us was Wilhelmina’s workshop fully engulfed in fmes.

  The owner, wait, she no longer owns it. Anyway. Wilma quickly got out of the carriage and looked at the burning workshop.

  “Do you know what happened?” I asked the Baron.

  “I sent an aid to check out the workshop. While they were there, the building was set on fire, most likely from the outside.” Baron Peks expined.

  “... I see. So because they didn’t get Wilhelmina with yesterday's attack, they just set the entire workshop on fire. Must be getting desperate.” I theorized, even though I have no clue what they will gain by killing Wilma. What are they trying to gain? They won’t get her skills if she is dead and they ’t get her workshop if they burn it down.

  “My… my Lord. What does this mean… for our deal?” Wilma asked the Baron.

  “Nothing.” He simply answered. “We have sighe paperwork. This was my building already, not yours. I have nht to try to punish you for anything that happened after we signed off on our deal.”

  “... I … Thank you, my Lord.”

  “I am no longer your lord.” Baron Peks said. “Didn’t you say you have promised your services to Sir Wood? Then you shouldn’t call me ‘my Lord’ in his presence.”

  “I’m not that inded.” I simply stated. “Still, why burn it down? I just don’t uand it.”

  “They may have hoped we didn’t sign off on our papers yet. If we hadn’t, miss Wilhelmina wouldn’t have been able to turhe workshop with the staff, and she would have bee a sve.” Baron Peks said.

  “Then why not burn it down at night? Wouldn’t that have been more sure?”

  “Perhaps they weren’t informed of the miss's survival, until she came to see me today.”

  “... I suppose that could be it.” I agreed with his theory.

  But if that really is the truth, these are some sloppy ass assassins. Who would try to kill someone, and not even make sure they are dead?

  “Wilma, was there anything worthwhile still ihe shop?” I asked.

  “... just some tools. A few monster cores. The workbenches, as well as the fe.” She listed off the things left inside. “Other than the fe, everything inside was worth no more than 10 gold s. The fe was made of special stones I brought from home, so it is a bit more valuable, but it likely still be salvaged. The sto was made from won’t crack from this kind of heat.”

  So she had a special fe, huh. I guess that could be another reason why someone was attag her.

  “You two should not worry about it for much lohis is now my problem to solve.” Baron Peks reminded us.

  “I see. Thank you.” I thanked him for him actually ag like a good lord.

  “I do hope that iurn, you will be sending some more items from your dungeon my way.” The Baron requested.

  “... I’ll speak with my Dungeon Master about it, and see what we do.” I promised.

  “Also, if possible, I’d like the design of your maid’s dress. I believe it is ohat Earl Sawyer showed off at his party just a bit ago, isn’t it?”

  “Yes, it is.” I firmed.

  “You wouldn’t happen to have the designs for it written down?”

  “You know, I just might.”

  Of course I would ask for them, and sidering that the painting that the designs were drawn from was mihe tailor that drew the designs did give me a copy of the designs. And as I’ve said multiple times, I respect how this guy operates, so why not share the design with him, if he really wants it. I either let one of his people copy the design onto some paper, or just make a copy with Dungeon Founder. It won’t uch at all anyway. A lot less than the ring I gave him anyway.

  Besides. Real Victorian style maid outfits are the best there is, so why not share them around?

  Ie afternoon, we regrouped with Mariina’s group. Well, in this case it was everyo the three of us, but still.

  Their tests at the adventurer’s guild had gone fine, even though no oually passed the test here, so Mariina was… quite disappointed. Well, not every town has skilled mages.

  We would be leaving tomorrow m, so that was going to be good. It will be good to say goodbye to this town. This pce is too proo acts.

  Well, I’m not sure if calling attacks ‘acts’ is even correct.