One of the guild members who had been exchanging glances went up to the second floor and came back down shortly after with another man.
"Did the young lady ask to see me?"
Blair looked at the man once and opened her mouth.
"No. I want to speak with the master."
"I am the master of Rebellus."
"Is it Rebellus' rule to deceive clients like this?"
As Blair said this, her gaze was directed towards the bartender who was wiping glasses behind the bar.
He was a handsome man with a kind face, curly brown hair, and green eyes.
"I'd like to make a request to the guild master of Rebellus."
The man's eyes hesitated for a moment behind his round glasses, but soon he smiled as if amused and asked,
"May I ask how you knew?"
"When I asked for the master to be called. Everyone glanced at you for guidance, but you just listened."
"You have good eyes."
The man smiled at Blair, then looked around at his subordinates who had been caught 'glancing'. The subordinates avoided his gaze sheepishly.
The man put down his glass and came out from behind the bar.
"Shall we move to a different location?"
Blair followed the man up to a room on the second floor. The room he led her to was an ordinary empty room.
Once they were alone, the man bowed politely.
"Let me introduce myself properly, Duchess. My name is Mikhail Kines."
Blair startled. The man knew her identity without her saying anything. But thinking about it, if the head of an information guild didn't even know the face of a princess, that would be more unreliable.
"...So that situation earlier, you were testing me on purpose."
"I wanted to see how desperate you were. Those who seek me out despite the risks are willing to pay a price corresponding to their desperation. I apologize if I offended you."
"It's alright. I suppose that means you're confident in carrying out the task cleanly."
Despite Mikhail's rude behavior in daring to test her, a princess of the country and a duchess, Blair responded calmly.
However, in her soft voice and gaze, there was both tolerance and a sharpness. An attitude that both showed mercy and overwhelmed the other party at the same time. It was natural for someone accustomed to dealing with subordinates.
'Was she born as a noble princess from the start?'
Mikhail smiled faintly and replied to her words.
"Rebellus will duly repay that trust. Now, could you tell me the details of your request? The more specific you are, the better we can help you achieve your goal."
When the topic of the request came up, light filled Blair's purple eyes, which had remained calm until now.
"I have three things to request."
As she mentioned 'three things', Blair held up three fingers. It was a habit that came out when talking to Asiel, but Mikhail, unaware of this fact, thought her gesture was quite cute.
"Entrusting us with three tasks, Rebellus will surely become wealthier."
It was a joke born from the confidence that there was no way they would fail the assigned tasks.
Blair laid out her requests.
"First, find me a small villa near Agenta, the capital of the Kingdom of Clania. And also a new identity to live under, abandoning this name."
She didn't intend to live in one place for long, but it would be difficult to move around while pregnant, so she planned to stay in Agenta until Asiel was born.
'Agenta is the capital of the kingdom, so it should be easy to find skilled doctors and necessary supplies.'
Mikhail was inwardly surprised by Blair's words.
A princess saying she would abandon her name. That meant she was also leaving the duke's family.
He was curious about the reason, but he didn't have the right to be that curious.
"Secondly, I need men who can be involved in scandals with me. Four or five of them. It would be good if they were trustworthy people for the sake of confidentiality."
"In that case, it might be best if I intervene as one of them. To report the progress to you from time to time. Would that be alright?"
"If it's fine with you."
Blair nodded readily. If the guild master himself was directly involved, it would be that much more reliable.
At that, Mikhail smiled faintly.
"Then when would you like the scandals to break?"
Mikhail grasped her plan immediately after hearing just one sentence. It was convenient how quickly he understood, like a professional.
"I'd like it to be half a year from now."
"We'll need to prepare as quickly as possible then. What's the last request?"
Blair took out a note from her inner pocket and handed it over. There was a crest drawn on the note. It was a drawing of the crest engraved on the dagger of the assailant who had killed her before her regression.
"I'd like you to find the person possessing a dagger with this crest."
Mikhail examined the crest drawn on the note carefully, then put it in his own inner pocket.
"I'll do my best to get you the answer you want as soon as possible."
After finishing her conversation with him, Blair went down to the first floor.
The subordinates, who had vaguely guessed her status from Mikhail's attitude towards Blair, only now bowed their heads deeply.
Blair left the guild, leaving their send-off behind. At the same time, the shadow that had been watching her disappeared.
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