The Tin Knight

Naturally, the bottoms of important people were heavy.

There were many reasons for this, but one of them was that as an individual’s position rose, the number of people accompanying their every move increased.

First, there must be security personnel to ensure nothing happened to the important person’s body, and if the destination was far, a driver, or rather a coachman, was needed.

Servants to attend to various chores were necessary, and someone to take charge of these personnel in the role of a secretary was also needed.

This couldn’t be viewed solely as putting on airs.

For example, if a country’s king were to say a cool line like, “I can’t trouble my subjects,” and then wander around alone only to meet with misfortune, that would be the real trouble.

But it should be fine to just look around the front yard of one’s own home.

Thinking this, the head of the Tower of Foresight, Medir Geldnir, stepped into the shop.

Of course, this didn’t mean he had come here thoughtlessly without any consideration.

He had already completed the minimum necessary investigation.

This was originally a bookstore. They rented the shop in a lease format and bought all the books inside, was it? The shop owner said they paid full price without any threats, but no matter how you look at it, financial gain doesn’t seem to be the goal.

Medir’s red eyes scanned the interior of the shop.