Demi-human Girls Completion Manual
Chapter 269 - 113. Moderation_3

Chapter 269: 113. Moderation_3

Prince Dexter hesitated for a moment before reaching into his pocket, quickly pulling out a letter wrapped in a white envelope.

In front of Fisher, he tore open the envelope, took out the letter inside, and handed it to Fisher, all the while smiling as he spoke,

"Mr. Fisher, you’re very well-informed, indeed there is such a matter. However, the letter is not for me—I had even thought it was some younger brother or sister’s prank..."

Having spent just under half an hour together, Fisher had already gained a rough understanding of the prince’s character he had never met before; he was very open and trusting with his ministers, no wonder Elizabeth had said back at the Royal College that her elder brother’s idol was Gedelin II, the "Wise King."

He unfolded the letter to see inside, written in Nali’s language in crooked characters,

"Happy 34th Birthday, may all be well with you, one more year until the promised return date."

"Sender: Son of the Sea."

Just these simple two lines, nothing more.

"What promise, happy birthday—I have no clue. Moreover, my birthday is still three months away, although I’ll be turning thirty-four too, but really, would someone send a birthday greeting so far in advance?"

Listening to Dexter’s words, Fisher looked at the letter in front of him, his intuition telling him that this letter was indeed not intended for Dexter, but for whom...

Fisher folded the letter neatly and returned it to Prince Dexter before him, then said,

"The incident at Saint Nali University is a scandal. Lunxis is using the power of your subordinates to help him find the person he’s looking for, and you’re aware of the means used in the Healing Room. If there were concrete evidence, I would not have resigned from Saint Nali University."

"Although evidence from the Healing Room is hard to find, that mischievous younger brother Lunxis has indeed turned up right in front of me..."

Dexter had understood Fisher’s implication. He straightened his suit and stood up, a grave tone emanating from him as he spoke. By this time, he was already nearing the breakfast shop’s door,

"The charity banquet this weekend should be quite lively, Mr. Fisher. You’ll attend too, won’t you? With my involvement, whatever you plan to do should go more smoothly..."

Fisher neither assented nor denied, also rising from his table, understanding that Dexter likewise planned on taking action against Lunxis at the charity dinner. And his contingency to act against Lunxis was clearly not an act anymore. Regardless of whether he had the support of Gedelin IX or not, he was ready to put Lunxis under house arrest.

In Fisher’s view, Dexter had already come to a lot of conjectures about the matter, and his last resort to questioning Fisher was merely to obtain a definite affirmation.

Commoners often said, Dexter’s "moderation" reputation might not truly fit him. At least, that was how Fisher felt about it.

"Thanks to your Grace."

Dexter stood at the entrance of the breakfast shop, smiling faintly at Fisher behind him. After leaving behind a parting phrase, he walked away from the eatery,

"Let’s have breakfast together after all this is settled, Mr. Fisher."

Fisher watched his retreating figure thoughtfully, about to leave himself when suddenly the shop owner behind him grabbed his shoulder. When Fisher looked back in confusion, the owner’s expression was somewhat anxious but still held out a few fingers toward Fisher,

"Sir, sir, you and the Prince haven’t paid for your breakfast yet!"

"?!"

Fisher turned his head toward the etiquette officer and the grave prince who had already left the street, as if he had just understood the meaning of his earlier words.

It seemed the prince’s character was even more interesting than he had imagined, especially considering this matter of frugality; Fisher had found, for the first time in Saint Nali, a gentleman even more formidable than himself.