Even while receiving treatment from the healing-type Esper, Lambert couldn’t take his eyes off Olivia.

Because of that, he belatedly noticed that Benjamin had approached Olivia.

“You… came back to keep your promise.”

Benjamin uttered incomprehensible words as he roughly grabbed Olivia’s wrist.

Benjamin’s eyes were unfocused as he stared at Olivia.

Unable to calm the excitement built up from unleashing attacks, his eyes were filled with purple heat.

“You came back to me.”

“….”

“You won’t be able to run away now…”

Benjamin, muttering like someone thoroughly enchanted, tried to drag Olivia away.

However, Lambert stopped Benjamin by grabbing her other wrist.

“Lambert. Let go of that hand.”

“Benjamin, you’re the one who should let go.”

“You don’t know what promise we made.”

“I don’t know about any promise. But this woman is not Diana.”

“What are you saying…? Diana came back to meet me.”

“Get a grip, Benjamin.”

The two men conversed without backing down. And Olivia, whose wrists were suddenly caught by both men, thought.

‘It’s exactly as Duncan and Evans said.’

The story about how these distinguished young men from notable families couldn’t forget Diana even after 10 years of her death.

Actually, she didn’t believe it at first. Such pure love didn’t seem real.

Moreover, she heard that these three men which couldn’t forget that women were outstanding not only in family background but also in looks and abilities.

Women would line up for them even if they did nothing, yet they still longed for someone they knew when they were young?

To Olivia, who had never been in love, it was completely incomprehensible.

But after coming to the battlefield and meeting the three men, that unrealistic story became somewhat believable.

The three men were clearly shaken upon seeing her, losing their composure.

‘These men really couldn’t forget Diana.’

Olivia looked at them with interest.

They were even more impressive in appearance than she had imagined, and she became curious about them.

Especially among them, she was most interested in the man with purple eyes who appeared last.

He was the most handsome of the three men. However, he didn’t just appear gentle; there was something inexplicably strong about his presence.

Perhaps it was because of his mysterious purple eyes.

Those eyes, filled with burning fire-like heat, had a charm that drew people in.

What kind of person was this ‘Diana’ who had such men devoted to her?

Olivia felt regret for the early death of someone she had never met.

She had no doubt that if she were alive, they would have become good friends.

“So who will you follow?”

The one who broke Olivia’s thoughts was Benjamin.

He was pulling her wrist toward himself, urging her to choose him.

Although Olivia was most curious about Benjamin, she intended to point out the truth regardless.

“I’m not an object. Even though I’m your dedicated Guide, you can’t treat me forcefully.”

The response to her words came from behind.

“That’s right. You lot, don’t treat Olivia carelessly.”

It was Baron, who had belatedly followed her.

“Unless we’re going to keep fighting in this bloody battlefield, shall we all return to the Center?”

The three men slowly nodded at Olivia’s suggestion.

***

“…And so, the man who couldn’t forget the woman he loved when he was young… almost like a first love… becomes controlled by a woman who looks exactly like her.”

The Guildmaster’s lips twisted as he listened quietly to my story.

“So what’s the ending of that story?”

“The woman doesn’t like the man who looks for traces of another woman in her. But they say time heals all wounds, and looks create plausibility. Eventually, the woman falls in love with the man who’s devoted to her.”

“A happy ending?”

“Yes. The two make a vow to love each other for life. That’s the end.”

“What exactly is the moral of that story?”

The Guildmaster didn’t seem to like the story I told him.

I had chosen it carefully since he asked for an interesting story.

The male protagonist was Benjamin, his first love was Diana, and the female protagonist who looked like his first love was Olivia.

I had adapted the original content and told it to the Guildmaster in my own way.

“The moral of the story is…”

“….”

“In the end, it’s all about looks!”

“Haah…”

The Guildmaster sighed and shook his head.

I could almost hear the sound of him clicking his tongue.

“Why! Even in that novel, they emphasize the man’s outstanding appearance so much. Going on about sparkling eyes, straight nose… They even said his jawline was so sharp it could slice paper in half with a swoosh! How is that possible? How can a human jaw cut paper… Well, I guess it’s just saying how handsome he is.”

In fact, even in the original work, there are several passages where Olivia admires Benjamin’s appearance.

Olivia’s choice of Benjamin among the three troublemakers must have been greatly influenced by his appearance.

‘But Benjamin really was handsome.’

Even though I didn’t particularly like that ringleader troublemaker, I often found myself staring at his face in a daze.

By now, the meeting between Olivia and the three troublemakers must have taken place.

Except for the development where “Yerena survived instead of dying,” nothing else should have changed significantly.

Yerena wasn’t an influential enough character to change the flow of the story. She just died in an instant to a spider monster.

Once I thought about how I had moved away from ‘Yerena’s death’ that had made me anxious, my mind felt much more at ease.

Perhaps from today onwards, I would completely diverge from the original story.

‘Rather than a scary day, it feels like a monumental one?’

In place of the fear that had dissipated, expectation and hope for the future bloomed.

Now that ‘Jinjijo Transportation’ was also getting established, the day to leave the capital would come soon.

Once I leave the capital and completely diverge from the original story, I probably won’t see the Guildmaster much either.

I gazed intently at the Guildmaster who had stayed with me for several hours.

‘I’m really busy,’ ‘Do you know how expensive my time is?’ ‘If you weren’t my number one, this request would have been impossible.’

If I leave the capital, I think I’ll miss this prickly yet slick man who stayed by my side despite his constant complaints.

“Do you like handsome men too, dear client?”

“I have no reason to dislike them. Though that doesn’t mean I only look at appearances.”

“So that’s why you like me…”

“Show your face first before saying things like that.”

“But I’m concerned that my face might be too radiant and blind your eyes.”

“I’m tired of that excuse now.”

“Hahaha.”

That awkward laugh was equivalent to saying ‘I won’t show my face.’

I asked a different question.

“What about Honey? Honey likes pretty women too, right?”

“I have no reason to dislike them either.”

“But you like me more than pretty women, right? Since I consider Honey my number one, it’s only fair that Honey considers me number one too.”

“Yes, you can be number one.”

Hey, isn’t that answer too halfhearted?

This easily gained first place didn’t feel satisfying at all.

“Aren’t there any benefits to being number one?”

“Our dear client needs so much – needs to be protected, needs to borrow money… You’re quite high-maintenance, aren’t you?”

“And that makes you want to take care of me more, right?”

“If only you couldn’t speak.”

“Hehe.”

“But aren’t you already enjoying the benefits of being number one?”

I tilted my head in confusion.

We were just talking in the Guildmaster’s study. I hadn’t received anything from him.

“Aren’t you extorting my precious time?”

“I am not! Ah, you’re really harsh.”

Despite my protests, the Guildmaster just laughed softly. Then he started taking something out of his desk drawer.

Could it be… there really are benefits to being number one?

I secretly glanced at his hands. I didn’t want to look too directly as it might seem too materialistic.

But I couldn’t control my growing anticipation.

Finally, the Guildmaster slowly held something out toward me.

It was…