The Most Arbitrary Wizard

Elvire: "..."

It was indeed a secret.

But it was one her sister had already told her about.

"I know."

Sean: "?"

"Then why didn’t you tell me?"

He tried to use this chance to turn the tables on her and seize the initiative.

But Elvire wasn’t falling for it. "You’ve only just told me yourself, haven’t you?"

"And what about those twins? Why didn’t you mention from the start that you knew two such good-looking girls?"

Sean: "..."

It was best not to dwell on the matter.

Having failed to win control of the conversation, Sean decisively changed the subject back to the Saintess. "She figured out I have a connection to Lord Blake."

Elvire: "?"

"She can ’tell’ just by looking?"

"She can."

Sean said, "It’s because I can use the Truth Technique—you know, those math problems. Lord Blake was the one who taught me."

Hearing the words "Truth Technique" and "Blake" together seemed to awaken some deep-seated memory in Elvire’s soul. She finally remembered—the strange Magic Sean used were techniques her brother-in-law had once used.

Which brought up a question—

"What exactly is your relationship with Blake?" Elvire asked, staring into Sean’s eyes.

’I’ve wanted to ask this for a long time. I just hadn’t before because our relationship hadn’t reached that point, and I didn’t feel it was my place to pry into his private affairs. But now... the guy has even held my hand. Surely I have the right to ask one more question, right?’

Sean was evasive. "As you know, my book’s main character is Lord Blake..."

Elvire cut him off. "That doesn’t prove anything."

Sean cut her off in return. "Why not? I’ve dedicated my entire life to singing Lord Blake’s praises. That’s enough to prove I’m his most faithful believer. So, wouldn’t it be perfectly normal for Lord Blake to ask me to pass on a message or teach me the Truth Technique?"

Elvire: "..."

Logically, it made sense.

But she couldn’t shake the feeling that something was off.

Sean didn’t give her time to think it over, continuing, "The Saintess saw that my Truth Technique came from Lord Blake. In her eyes, I’m currently the only way to contact him. That’s why she sent the Eleanor Sisters to protect me—"

"Ostensibly, it’s to protect me, but it’s really for Lord Blake’s sake."

Sean spoke with such conviction that he almost believed it himself.

Elvire, however, remained a little skeptical. "Really?"

Sean raised his hand again. "Really!"

He also clapped a hand over Elise’s mouth to stop the woman from recklessly muttering any Magic Spells.

Elvire stared at Sean for a long moment before finally nodding. "Fine. I’ll believe you this time."

Sean let out a long sigh of relief, thinking he had finally passed this hurdle. But unexpectedly, Elvire put down her magazine, pulled a notebook out from under her pillow, and handed it to him.

"What’s this...?" Sean flipped through the notebook and found it filled with "rules" handwritten by Elvire.

For example, what to wear for different occasions, whether to pin a rose on one’s suit or place a folded handkerchief in the breast pocket for certain situations, and how to clink glasses with someone when drinking—whether one’s rim should be higher or lower, and so on.

Elvire’s handwriting was beautiful—elegant and neat, just like her. But the contents... Sean was completely baffled. ’Why is she showing me this?’ he wondered. ’Is there some kind of noble’s ball coming up in this world?’

"These are the rules of our Blazing Angel Family. Memorize them."

Elvire turned her head away, not letting Sean see her faintly blushing cheeks. She feigned calmness as she said, "After this whole thing is dealt with, you’re coming back with me to my family’s estate to meet my sister."

Sean: "???"

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