Mr. Pantalone has no crazy plans today.

The Doctor, Daughtore, is such a prodigy and superhuman being.

It is precisely because of the collective wisdom of the "doctors" that the research on "imaginary numbers" has progressed by leaps and bounds.

If it weren't for the fact that I haven't yet fully understood my own adaptability and capabilities to 'imaginary energy'.

Sometimes, Pantalone would consider the heavy workload and think about whether he should prepare a few slices for himself, but due to other reasons, he eventually gave up on those ideas.

However, while waiting for the "doctor's" research results, Pantalone did not simply wait quietly for the outcome; rather, he was not usually the type of person who enjoyed waiting.

While entrusting the project and plans entirely to Dotole, Pantalone also intended to deal with some things he had previously neglected.

For example, Arecino, who was once his accomplice but is now his political adversary and obstructor.

In fact, Pantalone had been avoiding thinking about anything related to Arecino until recently. Ultimately, he didn't understand much about the missing part of his memory, which led him to not intend to confront Arecino's declaration of war.

Even if Arecino may have done something, Pantalone never cared about those things.

The reason he didn't intend to deal with all of this before was because he didn't see himself as a party involved in these events.

Now that I've made up my mind to carry out my plan, I naturally have to face some things.

For example, the feud between himself and Arecino.

In fact, he had seen everything Arecino had done all along, but he had never paid attention to anything Arecino had done. Rather, a considerable part of what Arecino did was actually something he had done on purpose.

He had always ignored Arecino's declaration of war, but now it was time for him to take it seriously—this declaration of war from someone who was hindering his plans.

Even if he doesn't intend to do anything, he still has to express his opinion on this matter.

He could, of course, feign death and completely ignore Arecino's declaration of war, just like before, but that passive approach was not something Pantalone liked.

He hadn't paid attention to any of that before; he simply hadn't taken Arecino's plans to the extreme to heart.

Now that he has decided to confront Arecino's declaration of war head-on, he should naturally express his stance to her.

Thinking about the recent changes in Yura, and the fact that she was once a sergeant under Arecino's command whom he had taken under his wing, these were all things he needed to deal with properly.

As Pantalone walked along the corridor, a strange glint flashed in his eyes. He then took a deep breath and smiled slightly.

"Then let me go and have a good talk with my former good 'accomplice'. After all, those things can't just be left unresolved."

As he spoke, he took a step toward a certain direction at the end of the corridor, until the crisp sound of his footsteps echoing in the corridor completely disappeared into the wind and snow.

Chapter 165 I had a fight with Arecino (4k)

For people living in the bitterly cold north during the winter, alcohol is an indispensable thing.

High-proof liquor can keep people warm on cold winter nights, preventing them from freezing in this icy world. This is a custom formed over the ages.

Naturally, in the cold of the night, the tavern, where the chill helps people get through the long night, is always there, making it one of the favorite places for people to go after a busy day.

Inside the warm little tavern where a cold night wind was blowing outside the window, a refined young man with black hair pushed open the door of the late-night tavern and stepped into the tavern, which stood out so much in the cold night.

The moment you step into this tavern, you are greeted by a warm atmosphere that fills the slightly noisy space. The clamor doesn't feel noisy at all; instead, it adds a touch of liveliness to the cold night.

The light and warmth from inside the tavern dispelled the chill of the winter night, offering a small measure of comfort to travelers on this cold night.

Looking around at the many people in the room, some wore expressions of exhaustion, others excitement, and still others frustration or hearty laughter. In this rough atmosphere, his figure seemed so out of place.

It's puzzling why someone like him would appear in such a place; the refined young man exudes an air of intellect and elegance.

Because of that figure, no matter where you looked at him, he seemed so out of place, making it impossible for anyone to imagine that someone like him would come to such a place.

Some of the people in the tavern noticed his arrival.

However, they didn't pay much attention to anything. Although such people are very rare, they do exist. You can always see a few of them occasionally.

This made them pay a little attention to it, but they didn't focus on it much anymore and quickly got back into lively conversations and discussions with others.

The young man's figure caused a slight ripple, but was quickly overlooked by the others.

He blended into the crowd so naturally, as if nothing was amiss.

After entering the tavern, Pantalone turned his attention away from the other patrons. He hadn't come here to drink; in fact, Pantalone didn't drink at all.

Pantalone's real purpose was to keep an appointment to meet someone, who was the most important person he was looking for.

Pantalone, who was searching for a certain figure in the corner, fortunately did not waste too much time. He found a woman with short black and white hair sitting quietly in a corner away from the noise.

After Pantalone decided to have a proper talk with Arecino, he sent her an invitation.

They planned to have a proper private talk and resolve their grievances.

Although he hadn't initially expected Arecino to agree to his option, and had even prepared other ways for it.

To his surprise, Arecino readily agreed to his request and asked to come out for a proper talk, which surprised Pantalone somewhat.

However, he was not the kind of person who was pretentious. After Arecino agreed, he also prepared everything and arranged to meet Arecino at a certain place.

And the meeting place was this small tavern, putting everything else aside.

At least Alegino was surprisingly punctual and hadn't stood him up, which was unexpected. After raising an eyebrow slightly, he quickly approached Alegino.

Pantalone sat down quite naturally opposite Arecino, and at the same moment he sat down, Arecino opened her eyes and looked up at the man who had suddenly appeared in front of her.

When their eyes met, Pantalone wore a calm and composed smile, his hands clasped together on the wooden table as he smiled slightly.