External Investment
"Eh...? What do you mean, Marcel? I am but a scholar and so does Heather here. Is there anything the matter?" I asked in the most innocent look that i could plaster on my face right now. However, it takes more than that to fool a noble such as Earl Marcel of Corral. "Your demeanour, as well as the leader of the Irish Travellers, exposed your identity, young master. Who are you actually, I mean in a good way of course? Don't worry, your secrets safe with me and my assistants too." Marcel simply spreads out his hands after he had plopped a large piece of bread that he had smeared with a bit of curry seasonings. He smiled with the piece of bread stuck on his gums like a boxer's mouthpiece. I can't help to laugh at his antics and soon I broke the news to him. "I am sure you would like to vis
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