I Became the Son of a Corrupt Lord, so I’ll Enjoy an Easy Life in Another World ~but Please Stop Revering Me as a “Saint”!~

Stage 3-10. The Forbidden Magic Archive

“Besides, when it comes to the Andraus family…”

“Yes, Alice… The nobles who expelled her from the Holy Knights.”

I remembered their name from Alice’s report, where she identified them as part of a faction involved in illegal activities, including human trafficking.

“All the more reason for me not to go.”

More importantly, I had to ensure she never caught wind of this… Now I understood why Alice was excluded from this discussion.

“But, Father, will everything be okay? Will my refusal impact your covert operations?”

I didn’t want a rift to form between Father, who was playing the role of a corrupt lord, and Juke.

I couldn’t bear for Father to lose the position he’d spent over a decade building.

His lifetime of effort couldn’t go to waste.

And besides, the Andraus family’s territory bordered that of the Velette family.

For now, avoiding further hostility between the two houses was crucial.

“You needn’t worry. I’ll pretend to have a falling out with my recently infamous son. It’ll look like we’re at odds.”

With his usual hearty laugh, Father delivered his playful remark.

Of course, my doting father didn’t truly mean it, so I chuckled along with him.

With my concerns resolved, the answer was clear: I wouldn’t go.

“But for them to create such an obvious situation… What exactly is Frohne plotting?”

“…That man is arrogant. Perhaps he’s underestimating us.”

“That would be ideal, but optimism won’t do. For now, we’ll focus our surveillance on Juke. Let me know immediately if either of you notices anything.”

“Understood.”

And so, the discussion about the Andraus family concluded.

Next up: what we’d been eagerly waiting for. A trip to the Forbidden Magic Archive.

“As promised, let’s proceed to the Forbidden Magic Archive.”

“Then, let’s prepare for the journey.”

“Ha-ha! No need for that, you two. The Forbidden Magic Archive is right here.”

“…What?”

Reina and I let out flat, synchronized voices.

Father’s lips curled into a mischievous grin, pleased with his little prank.

“The Forbidden Magic Archive is located… beneath this mansion.”