After Hannah suspected their relationship, Michael decided to stop helping out after consulting with Cassia.
They didn’t want to keep showing themselves to Hannah, and anyway, there were customers who recognized Michael.
There was no need to take such a risk in the yard that had decided to close anyway.
On the day the customer came, Cassia was finishing the day by herself after work.
A strange man walked up to her and said he had something to discuss with her.
“A memorial?”
“We want to keep this gallery forever. Emperor Fontrich himself ordered it.”
He was an errand boy from the Imperial Palace, and was sent directly by the Emperor.
“I know a lot of people are coming in to buy this place. Hand over this gallery to the Fontrich family. If the transaction is successful, 5000 gold will be awarded as a reward.”
“I want to think about it.”
The sudden news made Cassia want to tidy up her hair, so she asked him for some time.
He said he couldn’t wait for too long, went out to smoke a cigar and told her to make a decision by the time he returned.
After he left the store for a while, Cassia sat down and began to ponder seriously.
A memorial…
It would be ideal if her gallery was transferred to the Fontrich Imperial family.
Perhaps the gallery will be well preserved as a symbol to commemorate the return of the Third Prince. All the paintings will remain, too.
It was, however, the most reliable partner of any person who had ever appeared for a trade.
…But will Adolf like the news?
The fact that she had refused an interview with Hannah and that she wanted to quietly close the gallery.
One of the reasons she had been trying to be quiet all this time was because of Adolf.
He might find it unpleasant for people to find out about his past.
Just like she wanted to live here without getting caught up in the past.
As she was contemplating, she heard the messenger come back into the gallery. He came over and said to her.
“Now, let’s make a decision.”
“Okay, I’ll make a deal.”
“You thought well.”
He smiled as he expected the deal to go smoothly.
He must have thought that she would not be able to refuse easily because the person who asked to make a deal was the head of Imperial Palace.
“However, there is one condition.”
“…What is it?”
As she added, he tilted his head and looked at her.
“This is a place where traces of the Third Prince’s stay remain. So it’s difficult for me to dispose of it with my own decision. I might think that His Majesty is using the Prince’s name.”
“…”
“Please show me proof that the Third Prince is also in favour of this transaction. Otherwise, there is no deal.”
* * *
“What?”
“This is an urgent letter from Lawrencia. They ask that you respond as soon as possible.”
Adolf looked at the rolled-up letter that Enoch, one of his closest associates, had offered to him.
Lawrencia.
It was a nostalgic name. Adolf, who had been lying on the bed, sprang up to his feet.
He had never particularly liked the space of the Imperial Palace, but this home was his home.
Since he came here, he has been sleeping like crazy, and he has been spending his daily life focusing on relieving his travel sickness.
“Who sent it?”
He asked with a thought. Without realizing it, anticipation was rising.
‘Maybe it’s Cassia? Did she send a letter all the way here?’
The gallery’s closure and the news of the ‘hyena swarms’ aiming for it were already reported through articles.
Adolf was just wondering why Cassia suddenly sold the gallery.
‘Maybe she’s trying to come to the capital? All of a sudden, why?’
The knight who came with the news, Enoch, pondered for a moment before opening his mouth.
“I understand that the Emperor’s confidants are now in Lawrencia.”
“…Did the confidant send it? Why?”
Adolf wrinkled his brow slightly. Enoch answered.
“It seems that His Majesty is trying to make the gallery famous in Lawrencia a memorial to the Third Prince.”
“My father is doing something useless again.”
Adolf shook his head.
In fact, it was what he expected from the moment he saw the article.
He had already expected it. There was no way the Emperor, who loved him so much, would not touch the gallery.
Emperor Fontrich always wanted to raise him as his successor.
For him, a gallery in a rural village was a good item that would increase the people’s friendly awareness of Adolf, if used well.
He was not the father who would miss that opportunity. So it wasn’t surprising.
It was a pity that the person who contacted him was not Cassia, but it was interesting anyway.
‘You have to go and sign a contract on your own, but why did he suddenly contact me instead of someone else?’
Adolf’s eyes lit up with curiosity. He took the letter and opened it.
“…It seems that there was some problem in the process of purchasing the gallery.”
“Yes.”
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