I am the Nanny of the Villain

thing.
I’ll tell……”

 

    Oliven, who had been crying for a long time in the middle of the street where people were passing by, lifted his head as his sadness calmed down.
They really went away.
Both of them abandoned him and went away.

 

    “……”

 

    Oliven slowly lifted the hem of his sleeve, wiping away the tear marks from his cheeks and wiping away the traces of vomit from the corners of his mouth.
He looked at the alley where Benjamin and Belluna disappeared, only their magic waves remained weak, but no signs were felt.

 

    “……Ha!”

 

    It was then that Oliven finally realized that he had been abandoned.

 

    “You guys are so impatient.
If you go right now, will you recognize Master right away? Even if you’re next to her, you'll pass by.”

 

    As a great magician, their master perfectly sealed her original mana of this world, so it was obvious that Belluna and Benjamin would not be able to recognize their ordinary master.
Oliven thought that was a waste of time.
Of course, he had no intention of telling them about it.
In particular, he didn't intend to tell Benjamin, who was crazy about his master and turned his personality 180 degrees.

 

    “Master left without saying a word because he was crazily obsessed with her.
Isn’t that too much? So disgusting.
He has to be cute like me.”

 

    Benjamin needed to learn how to handle things flexibly.
When it came to teleportation magic, except for his master in the magic tower, Oliven was the best.
In particular, being able to draw a magic circle and enter coordinates to move to an exact location was Oliven's specialty.
He couldn’t believe they left him like that.
Belluna and Benjamin were so desperate to find their master to realize this fact, thus they gave up on him.

 

    “The first thing to do is to find out how Master’s traces exist.
Idiots.”

 

    Oliven brushed off the dirt on his clothes and entered the alley where Benjamin and Belluna had disappeared.
Looking at the size of the fragments of mana left in the air, it looked like they were trying to move slowly without going too far.
Alton Estate and the capital were quite far away.
Oliven, who judged that he would be able to catch up with the two even after finishing his business here, slowly raised his mana.
First of all, the priority was to wash off his dirty body.

 

    “Fuu.”

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    After washing his body with cool magic, Oliven exhaled a big breath as if he was going to live.
He looked fine as if he had never been so ill.
As if it was a lie that he had been whining and groaning nonstop a while ago.

 

    “Then, should I slowly find it…… Where is it?”

 

    Oliven walked slowly, humming and singing.
He had been conducting extensive research before telling Benjamin that their master's location had been briefly seen in the magic tower.
He was well aware of his master's personality because he had been with his master longer than anyone else.
If his master was in the Crombell Empire, she would have been involved in the most intense incident taking place there.
It was his master's specialty to cause accidents everywhere she passed by.
So, Oliven searched for the biggest event that made the Crombell Empire tumultuous, and that was the loss of the right to the throne of the First Prince.

 

    'I'm sure it's related.
If I shake off the First Prince completely from head to toe.'

 

    Oliven recalled the residence of the First Prince, which he had known beforehand, and sent a thin thread of mana to the vicinity.
The magic that started from him stretched out like a spider's web in a dense entanglement.
Oliven’s magic passed by the passersby as if they were invisible.
Unless they were sensitive to magic or gifted, they probably didn't even know what was passing by their bodies.

 

    “……!”

 

    He closed his eyes for a moment and seemed to be concentrating, but then his eyes lit up.

 

    “Found it.”

 

    Oliven smiled brightly and recovered all the mana that had flowed out.
Then, the information buried in his magic thread began to seep into his mind.

 

    “As expected, you were bad-mouthing your master well.
Right?”

 

    Even if it was not the First Prince himself, there were bound to be people who followed him, and their mouths were bound to become infinitely lighter under their tyrannical master.
How many people who work underneath him would protect his weaknesses with all their loyalty for the master who had lost the connection? What Oliven found was not the First Prince, but his attendants.
The knights, servants, and nobles who could not give up hope to the First Prince, and came all the way here to take a risk that was close to gambling.
They would all become valuable sources of information for Oliven.

 

    “I'm shy, but can I get to know you?”

 

    If he was lucky, he might even be able to meet the First Prince in person.
Oliven moved on with a strange smile on his lips.