I Am The Commander Of The Second Male Lead's Knights

Chapter 46

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Nina looked far for a moment and looked back at him when Randell spat that question.

“You seem to be misunderstanding something. His Excellency, of course, has a number of shadows. But he doesn’t share all the whispers with me.”

Nina turned her palms over and smiled.

“I don’t know your personal history nor do I want to use

“How can I believe that?”

“You’re right. If you don’t have basic trust, what’s the point of this? So what do you think I know?”

“…..My glasses.” At his chewing words, Nina said, “Ah.” She laughed bitterly after she understood him.

“You don’t believe what I said then.”

“It’s strange that you acted like that based on those facts alone.”

Nina asked, “Then what should I do to make you believe?” And Randell pulled out his Tarok.

His Tarok this time was the size of a fist, unlike the first time she saw it. He said,

“If you pass my magic, I’ll believe you.”

At that time, Jean appeared loitering at the entrance of the garden and said. “Nina, the Young Master is almost here.”

He was shocked to see Randell who took out his Tarok. Nina prevented him from running in and reflexively pulling out his sword. “Jean, don’t come.

Jean barely stopped when Nina raised her hand to him. He said coolly.

“If it’s an order to go away, I’m against it.”

“You’re proud to say you’re disobedient, my Vice.”

Nina muttered like that and looked at Randell. Even with Jean’s appearance, he wasn’t batting a single eyelash.

However, Nina’s heart was in a hurry.

“Young Master is almost here!’

Nina grinned. And Randell, caught off guard by the smile, opened his mouth slightly. “My young master is arriving soon, so I’ll have to finish this quickly. Use that magic.” “……Is it all right?”

“Oh. Of course, I know there’s a possibility that Randell could assassinate me, pretending to use harmless magic buto-***. Let’s just say I believe in you.”

It was a light tone, but the content of her words was not.

Randell was dumbfounded. And Jean, who has a good sense of hearing, recognized Nina’s words from quite a distance and shouted.

“Nonsense! Don’t be ridiculous! Don’t you dare put a finger on Nina!”

Nina waved her hand at Jean.

“It’s okay, don’t worry.”

Randell was dumbfounded, so he invoked the magic and said.

“You trust me so much I want to harass you.”

“Are you going to make me cry, beg and hang on to you?” Randell shut up in her reply. She smiled and shook her head, “You’re a terrible person.”

As if dowsing, his celestial-Tarok slowly began to shake and draw a circle. “The palm of your hand.”

At his words, Nina stretched out both palms. Randell only needed one hand but swallowed back the words.

“Tell me anything.”

“I like the Young Master the most in the world.”

At Nina’s words, the Tarok drew a circle.

“Oh. You mean if it moves like this, I’m telling the truth? Well then, Nina La Dell is a man.

This time, it just shook right and left. “So there’s also this kind of magic. I’m a Spirit Contractor. True. I’m the world’s cutest. Oh, that’s also true! Even Magic knows I’m a certified cutie.”

Randell was very nervous and said, “It’s because that’s what you believe. True and false are subjective propositions.”

Jean kept losing strength at Nina’s question and answer

“Nina La Dell never heard of Randell’s personal history from the Duke.”

The Tarok drew a circle.

“Nina La Dell once delved into Randell’s personal history.”

This time, it shook from side to side.

Nina looked at Randell. He was blankly looking at the Tarok. Nina smiled, closed her eyes, and said cheerfully

“I am sure that after all these events, I can still be good friends with Randell.”

Circle.

Randell bit his lips.

“What are you doing?” Nina opened her eyes to the voice she heard. Randell could see all the changes under his nose. The moment when a bright light spreads over her face and the eyes are filled with joy as if firewood is being put into a dying bonfire.

“Young Master!!” Leaving Randell alone, Nina ran straight to Adrian. She ran at full speed and stopped slightly in front of him before hugging Adrian with a wide embrace. “You’re here? You really came fast. I just heard from Jean that you were close.”

“I came alone first. I have something to tell you before the party comes.”

Adrian put his arms around her waist. And asked, looking at Randell with an explicit gaze.

“Who is it?”

Randell put his Tarok away. He also stared back at Adrian, facing him without backing off. Jean scratched his head and sheathed his sword. “Commander.”

He swung to Nina.

Nina said, “Oh. We’re in front of the guest,” and tried to get out of his arms, but Adrian wouldn’t let go.

“Young Master?”

Adrian looked down at Nina with a curious expression on his face.

“Close your eyes.”

“?”

Though wondering, Nina gently closed her eyes, and Adrian looked at her neat silver eyelashes, turned his eyes, and let her go.

“So?”

At his words, Nina opened her eyes and began to explain quickly. “This is Randell, the Grand Sage who came from Blue Stone Island to help us study the Violet Forest. Randell, this is the Duke of Luverne.”

“There’s no need for introductions.”

Randell smiled and took out the glasses in his pocket.

“He took off the glasses, but he wasn’t as bad as I thought. The description in the novel was much worse.”

In the next few years, when he meets Fiona, the original female heroine, will his personality deteriorate in the meantime?

Nina also thought that she shouldn’t dwell too much on things based on the original story. “I thought he wasn’t showing his face because he hated it, but it seems that there is something else?’

If it were just that, he wouldn’t be so angry.

Nina tapped Adrian. The landlord should take the initiative in introducing himself. Adrian put his hand slightly on his right chest and said.

“I’m Adrian Lacan Luverne.”

“I’m Randell.”

“Sieur Randell.”

Randell laughed a little at Adrian’s call.

“That’s what everyone called me when they sought wisdom in the Blue Stone Island. Randell’s enough for now, Sir Duke.”

“It’s true that I’m asking for wisdom right now.”

“What do you mean by ‘Sieur?'”

It was Randell who answered Nina’s question faster than Adrian.

“It is an honorable title given to those who teach, Dame Nina.”

“Is that so, I guess that’s the right title then.”

Adrian grabbed her arm and said to Randell.

“I’m sorry, but I have something urgent to talk about with my aides, kindly excuse us first. Forgive my rudeness.”

Randell lowered his eyes slightly without saying a word, Nina said, “See you later,” and followed Adrian out,

“What’s going on, Young Master? Hehe. Young Master is here. Yay! Young Master.”

Adrian smiled faintly as Nina stood close to him. Jean lightly grabbed her by the back as if he was taking a cat off Adrian’s back and said.

“Master, what are you trying to say?”

Adrian answered concisely.

“We came together.”

Jean frowned with a face that said what are you talking about, and Nina tilted her head.

“Who? Do you mean Ms.Pocco? Did you find the Sage Steel? Did the negotiations go well? That’s what you mean by coming together, right? Then what about the other people?”

Nina asked questions in succession, and Adrian answered one by one.

“I found the steel. Negotiations went well, and the others remained in the last fortress. The mines are closest from there.”

“But you have to be careful with bellacs to dig out the steel.”

“There were no bellacs around the mine. We only need escorts on the way to and from it.”

“Really?”

“Yes. Bellacs don’t come close because of the purifying power of the steel.”

“That’s amazing.”

Nina smiled satisfactorily.

“It’s a good idea to think of making high-grade weapons from it.”

“But it looks like it’s going to take a while. There’s a recipe, but no one’s ever actually made it.” “Oh……. She’ll have a hard time.” The Sage Steel could not be melted with normal firepower. To increase it, they needed the transparent fruit that Nina found.

“Then isn’t Ms. Pocco the main forger? Why is she here?”

“To get the furniture they need. And it’s in our favor to separate Pocco and the craftsmen.”

“Understood.”

Nina nodded deeply and looked up at him quietly. Adrian lowered his head as she stepped up and approached him.

“What?” (Adrian) His hair was close enough to touch her forehead. “Did you come running alone just to tell me that?” (Nina)