I’m a Rookie, but I’m an Experienced Professional - Chapter 60

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Chapter 60

“Who gave you permission to go to Belheim?”

Callix Crowbell frowned deeply and glared at Mireon.

“Is there some reason I shouldn’t go to Belheim?”

Despite the murderous gaze, Mireon asked with an unwavering smile.

“There are plenty of reasons.”

Callix Crowbell crossed his arms and continued speaking.

“First, I hate having impurities enter my territory. I have even less intention of letting in someone whose true intentions I can’t read.”

“If you’re curious about why I want to go to Belheim…”

“I’m not curious.”

Callix Crowbell cut him off sharply, then turned around.

“No matter what you say, I will absolutely never allow it, so don’t even think about entering Belheim. If you ignore my warning, you’ll have to forfeit your life.”

Since he had actually beheaded an elf before, those words were by no means empty bluster.

Mireon seemed to realize this as well, as he wrinkled his nose.

“How about this?”

Mireon stepped closer and spoke in a voice small enough that only he could hear.

It didn’t seem to be good news, as the wrinkles between Callix Crowbell’s brows deepened even further.

“Your Grace can also achieve what you desire.”

“…What if I don’t want it right now?”

“Then you can simply reject my proposal.”

“…”

That didn’t seem right either, as Callix Crowbell silently glared at Mireon before turning to look at me.

“Why aren’t you coming over here? What are you doing standing there looking dazed?”

Why am I suddenly getting caught in the crossfire?

While grumbling internally, I quickly approached and stood beside him.

Then Callix Crowbell roughly grabbed my arm and strode toward the portal.

“Right now…?”

I was about to ask if we were leaving, but before I could finish speaking, a blinding light swallowed me whole.

* * *

When I opened my eyes again after reflexively squeezing them shut, I had crossed over to Belheim.

“It’s been a while since I’ve used a magic portal.”

When I heard a voice from behind that shouldn’t have been there, I turned around in surprise.

“Mireon?”

Don’t tell me he came over with us? Didn’t that man say he’d kill him if he came to Belheim?

“Will Mireon also be staying in Belheim?”

Noah Roheim, who had crossed over first, also asked Callix Crowbell with slight confusion.

I expected him to fly into a rage, asking how he dared ignore his words and whether his life wasn’t precious to him, but surprisingly, Callix Crowbell said nothing.

He returned the luggage bag he was holding to me, then loosened his shirt that had been tightly buttoned up to his neck.

“This is as far as my mercy extends regarding your proposal.”

Then he turned to Mireon and warned him.

“Don’t expect to be treated like you were in Nuviar. Take care of yourself until the day you leave and get lost.”

“Don’t worry. I have at least that much conscience.”

“Sure you do.”

Callix Crowbell snorted and turned away.

Mireon shrugged his shoulders, then turned to me.

“So, Miss Eileen. Could I impose on you to stay at your house for just a few days?”

“What? Our house?”

At that moment, Callix Crowbell, who had been giving various instructions to Noah Roheim, firmly grabbed Mireon’s shoulder.

“What kind of nonsense are you spouting?”

And he said what I wanted to say instead.

“You told me to take care of myself and leave. The only human I know in Belheim is Miss Eileen, so I asked her for help. Is that wrong?”

Mireon tilted his head as if he truly didn’t understand and asked.

Then Callix Crowbell let out a hollow laugh and snatched the luggage bag he was holding, handing it to the servant who had come to greet them.

“Come to think of it, if an elf wanders around the streets, he’ll stand out too much. The residents would be uncomfortable too, so I’ll provide quarters at the manor.”

“Understood.”

“Don’t wander around unnecessarily causing trouble, and stay holed up in the castle.”

He also warned Mireon.

“Thank you so much for taking such care of me, Your Grace.”

Wow, to hear such words and not only not frown but smile brightly and give thanks.

I’d been feeling this since earlier, but this elf’s personality was far from ordinary, despite his gentle appearance.

* * *

Callix Crowbell had threatened to make me work nights and weekends when I returned to Belheim, but surprisingly, he didn’t make me do anything.

Preparations for the summer rainy season had also progressed smoothly in my absence.

The drainage construction was almost finished except for the outer districts, and building repairs and triangular roof installations were going well too.

‘I was a bit worried about whether they’d do well, but fortunately they did.’

Well, everyone had worked at the City Planning Department for at least two years, and we’d prepared for last fall’s rainy season together, so they could certainly handle this much.

I was going around the construction sites after a long time, checking on the progress, when Mireon appeared.

He was wearing a hood as if trying to hide that he was an elf, so his face wasn’t clearly visible.

But I recognized him immediately because of his shimmering blonde hair and the characteristically sharp and slender build typical of elves.

The clothes he was wearing were also the same as what I’d seen on the first day.

‘What’s he doing here?’

Did he come out to see the city? Or does he have business with me?

If it were the latter, he would have approached when our eyes met, but he left without a word.

So I didn’t think much of it and moved on.

But at the next construction site, and then at the construction site after that, I encountered him again.

‘This isn’t a coincidence.’

He’s deliberately following me.

Given that he had done this before in Nuviar, I was even more certain.

“Why do you keep following me?”

I approached Mireon and asked directly.

“I wasn’t following you, I just happened to see you while passing by…”

“If I hadn’t come here, you wouldn’t have come here either, right?”

When I asked back, Mireon closed his mouth as if he had nothing to say.

“I don’t know how it is in the elf world, but in the human world, this is a crime.”

I crossed my arms and glared at him.

“Besides, I believe the lord told you not to wander around outside. Is it okay for you to be wandering around like this?”

“He said not to cause unnecessary trouble, so as long as I don’t do that, it should be fine, shouldn’t it?”

“Following me around is causing trouble though?”

When I asked pointedly, Mireon tilted his head slightly.

“So, are you going to tell Crowbell about this?”

“I might, if you don’t properly explain why you followed me.”

I absolutely hated having an annoying stalker trailing after me.

At my words, Mireon pondered for a moment, then parted his lips again.

“I followed you because there’s something I wanted to confirm.”

Finally admitting that he followed me.

I thought humans and elves had different ways of thinking, but that wasn’t it—this elf was just strange.

“What do you want to confirm?”

“Miss Eileen’s abilities.”

Hm? My abilities?

“I want to see for myself just how remarkable the skills are that solved the long-standing problem between Belheim and Nuviar.”

“Wanting to confirm that means you have something you want to ask of me, doesn’t it?”

Instead of answering, Mireon smiled faintly. It was a silent affirmation.

“And you still have no intention of telling me.”

“You’re quite perceptive.”

Another affirmation.

“I don’t know what you’re planning to ask of me, but there’s no guarantee I’ll agree to it. Aren’t you being too presumptuous?”

“Miss Eileen will definitely agree.”

“How can you be so certain?”

“Because Miss Eileen is a kind human who helps others even when she gets criticized for it.”

That’s not because I’m kind, but because of this damn system.

I felt frustrated that I couldn’t say that, and annoyed that he seemed to think of me as some spineless fool.

“Hearing you say that makes me even less inclined to help.”

“I haven’t even made my request yet.”

“Exactly. Whatever you ask, I feel like refusing now.”

I was serious, but it must have sounded like a joke because he laughed out loud.

“More than that, I’m curious about something.”

“What?”

“What’s your relationship with Duke Callix Crowbell?”

Good grief, that’s as random a question as his behavior.

“What relationship? He’s the lord and I’m a manager who works under him.”

“Is that really all?”

“It seems you think there’s something between the lord and me.”

Again, he responded with laughter instead of an answer.

“Sigh, I don’t know why you’d think that, but there’s nothing between the lord and me.”

I let out the sigh that was bubbling up inside me as I spoke.

“In fact, I want to quit my job and leave Belheim.”

Oh no, I shouldn’t have said that.

I quickly shut my mouth, but the words I’d already spoken couldn’t be taken back.

“Ah, I see.”

Mireon looked at me with an ominous smile.

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