Chapter 403

Chapter 403: 403

“Let’s get back to it. Druid, have you ever wondered anything? \n

Your father shakes his neck sideways to Mr. Ginal’s question.

I’m sorry, there’s nothing.

“Right.”

Mr. Fische is a little discouraged.

I guess you want something to hang up on.

“Ivy, what do you got?

Your father asks kindly.

Could it have been on your face that you were worried about something?

But can we talk about Mr. Gilmouth and the others now?

What you want to hear is about demons, right?

But I care.

“You got something? Then whatever. Talk to me.”

Mr. Ginal, if that’s what you say, okay?

It’s about Mr. Gilmouth.

It’s because it wasn’t about the demons, I got a little bit of a bitter laugh.

I’m sorry.

“Oh, what’s up?

“Is it also a debt to Mr. Gilmouth? Or that your precious family or lover was sick or killed? Mr. Gilmouth himself is ill and has no aftermath?

“Hmm?”

Mr. Ginal tilts his neck.

Mr. Fische has some strange looks, too.

“Is that what you care about?

“Yes.”

Nod to Mr Garritt’s question.

I don’t know what Mr. Gilmouth is like.

But as long as I was listening, I didn’t feel obsessed with living.

Or like I’m giving up.

So I’m not interested in all the issues.\n

After thinking about how that could happen, I just asked you a question, what do you think?

“What do you say, Fische?

“My wife is the only family member, but I don’t get along with that wife. I don’t think he’s having any trouble with the money, and I think he’s okay with his illness.”

Friendly?

That means you’re interested in your wife, right?

“Really? So what makes Mr. Gilmouth do that?

Mr. Fische leans between his eyebrows at my words.

When Mr. Fische looks serious, you have amazing eyesight.

The moment my gaze met, I almost shook.

“Are you so concerned about Gilmouth’s attitude?

“Yes, it bothers me a lot. It was normal until two years ago, right?”

Then something must have happened in the course of two years.

“I looked it up, too. How he’s been the last two years. But there’s nothing out there. It’s like people have changed.”

People have changed.

Mr. Fische is supposed to be able to look into it, so I’m sure he won’t miss it.

“You and your wife are close, aren’t you?”

“Oh, we had dinner together, but we didn’t have any particular problems. Your wife will not be ill. Eat well, drink well.”

“So… you’re just saying it’s about work? Did you normally talk about anything other than work?

“It was normal, wasn’t it? The store offered new food, but he said it wasn’t good.”

Mr. Fische nods at Mr. Garritt’s words.

Are you just unmotivated when it comes to work?

What’s that?

You just don’t want to work?

But until two years ago, you were also prepared to be Gilmouth.

Well, I don’t know.

“When you drank, didn’t you talk about work?

Mr Garritt and Mr Fische give my question a bitter laugh.

“Ah, I didn’t. I mean, when we talked about it, it made me look grumpy.” \n“Oh, I wouldn’t dare to make the place worse. You changed the subject.”

You hate your job so much that you don’t even want to talk about it?

“How did you get upset?

“Get out of my way… my expression is gone. Feel it.”

Lose your expression?

Normally, if you are dissatisfied, your eyebrows will pull over or your face will catch on.

And you have no expression?

“You’ve discussed this in Gilmouth’s office, haven’t you? What about then?

Mr. Fische gives his neck to your father’s question.

“I’ve only seen him once in the office. Because even if you ask to see me, they ignore you. I often see surrogates though. Even that one time, I forced myself to push him into the office to meet him. When I asked him what it was then, he said,” I don’t care. “Since then, I’ve only talked to surrogates about my work.”

You’re thoroughly uninterested in your work.

It’s abnormal.

Mm-hmm. What time would it be to be faceless?

If you had emotions, you’d have some kind of look, wouldn’t you?

When you don’t have feelings?

Is that when it happens?

I’m not a slave.

Slave?

What, maybe,

“Are you deprived of consciousness or emotion?

Mr. Ginal put into words what I thought he would do.

Your father, too, nodded with a strange look.

“” Huh?

Mr Garritt and Mr Fische have a slightly puzzled look.

But soon Mr. Ginal breathed in to see if he understood the idea.

“Are you saying that someone is enslaving Gilmouth? Who would do that?

Mr. Fische’s voice gets louder.

“Plus Gilmouth doesn’t have a ring of slaves on it. Other than that, is there any way to make them obey orders?

\nIvy, I’ve got an idea in my mouth.

Your father tells me with a bitter smile.

Thoughts?

“Oh, excuse me. It’s just speculation.”

“No, I’m surprised you have that idea”

Mr. Ginal sighs.

“So you’re saying we need to look into the garbage problem first?

Mr. Fische nods at Mr. Garritt’s words.

“I guess so”

It’s kind of going on in my opinion.

That’s a little scary.

“It’s just speculation.”

“I know. I just don’t think it’s a missed opinion, so I’ll look into it.”

“Be careful. If Ivy’s story is true, he’s wise enough to fool Gilmouth.”

Tilt your neck to your father’s words.

Are you really smart?

Leaving garbage unattended will undoubtedly bring up various problems.

Moreover, if there is a problem with Mr Gilmouth or the captain of the regiment, the problem will undoubtedly come to light.

Hmm?

How come the problem hasn’t come to light before?

With that said, there are rumors that Mr. Gilmouth is fighting too…

You mean someone deliberately spreads that rumor and pretends to be what they always are?

“Ivy, I want you to talk to me if you have any ideas. Thanks, we seem to be overlooking a lot. Garritt and Fische are in chaos.”

Mr. Ginal bows his head.

And I’m a little confused, but I’ll tell you what I thought.

I can’t handle it alone.

“And who else can get rid of the garbage outside the dump?

It’s a fundamental problem, isn’t it?

Why did you dump the garbage outside of the dump?