Despite Being an Extra, I'm the Villain's Childhood Friend - Chapter 46.1
Chapter 46.1
Chapter 5 – The Original Story’s Secret
“Information Guild?”
Oren asked with a puzzled expression. It was because of the question Robert had thrown at him on their way out of the training grounds after finishing their swordsmanship training.
“Yeah. Do they have members in Souvri?”
“Why are you curious?”
Oren narrowed his eyes at the little guy, wondering what he was up to.
“I heard it from my teacher.”
Robert replied defensively.
“From your tutor?”
However, the focus of the conversation shifted elsewhere. Oren revealed his considerable discomfort and asked.
“You call that guy ‘teacher,’ and you call me what…?”
“Stop talking nonsense and tell me about the Information Guild.”
“You little punk!”
Wham!
Oren, who had struck him with lightning speed, saw his disciple grimace in pain and cleared his throat.
“Try being polite to me, too.”
“Oh, really.”
“Ugh!”
“I’ll think about it if you tell me.”
Seeing his disciple setting conditions so arrogantly, Oren was about to give him another hit when Michael intervened, stopping his movement.
His eyes sparkled with excitement.
“Of course, there’s a guild.”
“Even in this rural territory?”
Robert’s eyes widened in surprise. He was the one who had asked the question in the first place. He had asked just in case, but he hadn’t expected much from the small Souvri. Still, he couldn’t help but agree with the answer he received.
“Of course, since there’s Duke Armanty’s villa.”
Michael continued, listing what he knew.
“The Information Guild is spread throughout the continent, and naturally, they have bases in areas where influential people like Duke Armanty are likely to visit.”
Besides, Brioche visited the Souvri mansion at least once a year as though to check on Robert’s life and death.
“They probably already know that we have a tutor now, right?”
“Oh.”
Izeline, who was listening from the side, blinked her eyes in wonder.
She hadn’t been aware of it at all, but the existence of a shadowy presence that stretched out here and there felt creepy.
“How do you know that?”
He should be grateful that he answered his question.
Robert, feeling competitive with Michael, who knew more than him, asked in a sulky voice. Michael casually brushed his blonde hair with one hand and chuckled as if it were nothing.
“Didn’t you notice it in the bustling market?”
“….!”
Robert’s face crumpled instantly.
Oren, ready to watch the fire from across the river, crossed his arms and leisurely took a few steps back as if he were prepared for Robert’s attempt to shift the blame. Of course, he also dragged Izeline with him.
“….”
Anyway.
He was old, but he hadn’t learned his lesson.
Izeline shook her head at the sight of his master, who was about to turn forty. Ignoring it, Oren simply settled down on the grass and lay down diagonally.
“The base hasn’t changed for years.”
“How do you know that?”
“Because I’ve been there. I went with you and Izel.”
“What are you talking about? When did we ever….”
“We’ve been there quite a few times.”
Michael lifted his chin smugly as he said this.
“It’s usually disguised as an ordinary restaurant.”
“….”
“You didn’t know?”
Robert was furious at the subtly condescending tone. He was falling behind not only in swordsmanship but also in information-gathering skills. He was only two years younger, but he couldn’t catch up, so he was frustrated and angry.
Oren, who had been watching Robert’s increasingly fierce expression with amusement, intervened as if he couldn’t stand it any longer when Izeline poked him in the side.
“I took you there and showed you.”
“Master.”
Michael turned his head, looking as if he wanted to tease him more.
Izeline sighed at the sight.
They were like close brothers when you saw them like this. How could they both enjoy tormenting Robert so much? Was Robert the only one who didn’t have anyone on his side?
With that thought in mind, she opened her mouth to Oren.
“Take Robert with you too, fairly.”
“Why should I?”
“You said your love is fair, didn’t you?”
“That arrogant little brat is discriminating against his teachers.”
“You just have to be polite.”
The last words came from Robert. While he was still sulking, he seemed willing to back down, as though he wanted to go to the Information Guild more than anything else.
What on earth did that tutor say…
Oren narrowed his eyes and asked.
“Let’s hear the reason first.”
“You don’t need to know that, Master.”
Even though he was being polite, his habits didn’t change overnight.
The past three years of relentless self-improvement had finally yielded results. However, revealing the secret that ‘information is money’ was out of the question. It would only invite further attempts to exploit his newfound knowledge and extort him for his hard-earned gains.
Oren feigned indifference.
“So, what? Should I just pretend it never happened…?”
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