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sixty-three.

"Hooh."

Blamey's eyes lit up.

I thought this would be the case, so I put out a card with the emblem of Count Monstera which I had prepared in advance.

"I'll talk to my dad later after the festival is over. If I contact you, you can take it to Monstera Castle in Montez."

"Monstera? That Monstera from Montez?!"

As soon as my words were finished, Blamey cried with her eyes wide open.

When she recognized our family at once, my shoulders went up.

"That's right. My father is Count Monstera."

My father was quite a celebrity here in the vicinity of Montez, though not as much as the nobles in the capital.

I can feel that my dad is amazing.

I was amazed that Blamey noticed it just by the family name.

But contrary to my expectations, there was a reason why Blamey recognized my family.

She said in a very excited voice.

"That's the place where the recent discovery of the relic landfill is, right? I heard the relics are amazing!"

"Uhh... Right. It's still being found these days."

"Wow, wow!"

Blamey loved it, stamping her feet visibly.

I tilted my head at the unexpected reaction.

What's going on here? It feels like something's going to go well.

"I was thinking of going to Montez to get some rare materials. I heard that there are so many artifacts..."

Oh, that's right...! Blamey's a big fan of ingredients!

I was hysterical when I belatedly remembered that Blamey was crazy about rare materials.

Then it was easier to sweet-talk.

Heaven is helping me. Hehehe.

I smiled and said naively.

"Do you want to see relics?"

"Of course!"

"Hmm. What should I do? My father doesn't show artifacts unless they're a client."

I furrowed my eyebrows with a note of great pity. Then Blamey was flustered and panicked.

"What? No way... Not too long ago, the list showed up."

"Only the list is shown. The real thing is not shown to anyone."

"......"

Blamey was at a loss for words with a face of great disappointment. I took a little pause and talked quietly.

"Well, it's not like there's no way at all."

"What is it? What is it?"

"I can sponsor Ms. Blamey!"

"Huh? You?"

Blamey looked me up and down with surprised eyes.

A 10-year-old kid is going to sponsor you, but there's no adult that would believe it.

I put my hands on my waist and said proudly.

"My dad does everything I ask for! I like Ms. Blamey, and I like this magic shop, so I'll sponsor you."

"B-But that's a bit..."

"I'm not saying I want to sponsor a lot. I saw and felt Blamey's magic items. Ms. Blamey is destined to continue her research."