Merchant King? Was it the king that I knew? My eyes widened at the unexpected suggestion.

“In fact, the Merchant King says there is something he really wants to ask you.”

Aren sipped the black tea like he was thirsty. Based on the way he was so thirsty, the Merchant King might be asking me for something really tremendous.

...I didn’t think it would be something small.

“I understand. I will meet the Merchant King. Can you give me some time instead? I think it will take around two weeks.”

“Of course. We look forward to hearing from you. Thank you very much.”

“I’m more grateful.”

Aren and I looked at each other and smiled lightly. The conversation that followed wasn’t a big deal. It was how the situation in Fortren changed after Aidan’s disappearance and what was popular in Fortren these days. Aren laughed when he learned the identity of Dark Wolf revealed among the immortal humans was me. He then followed up with trivial questions about Helena.

Then Alfred appeared. “It is all done. I modified it as you requested.”

“Um.”

Alfred handed me the cloak in his hand and I examined the information. Indeed, his magic engineering modifications were wonderful. Just by wearing the hood, no one could recognize my...