My father is secretly seeing a man in Aardhar.
To that fact, Liddy's chest went out of her way.
Indeed, some of those entering and leaving the Sutherland family mansion are merchants of the Aardhars. In any case, the town of Viola is a land trading hub for neighboring countries, and merchants from all over the country visit you in the mood of their father, the Duke.
But as far as I can remember, I've never been closer to such a merchant than my father needed to be. There must have never been an Aardhar in the first place, not just a merchant, but someone close enough to my father to invite me to the study.
Liddy probably shook her head in an attempt to shake off the thought that was about to fall in a bad direction.
Lloyd, who values tradition and order, kept his eyes open in the Privy Council at all times to keep the kingdom off the right path. Such a father is Liddy's longing, and if one day he held the position of Duke, he has dreamed of becoming a great father to bring order and peace to the kingdom.
Even if my father and the Aardhars were secretly connected, that must have been an idea, and there can't be any reason for backwardness there.
The conversation between the man and Lloyd continued even while Liddy was grinding in the shadows that way.
"We are relieved to confirm the firm will of the Duke. He will be delighted."
"Tell the Lord. Sutherland makes promises. The Broad Area Chamber of Commerce must bury itself in darkness with my hands. Neither do you forget your promises."
That's what Lloyd says. He glows his sharp eyes. But the person with that sharp gaze laughed happily.
To the words of the man who answered, Liddy was shocked as if time had stopped.
"Don't worry. My Lord will always keep His promise. At the dawn of His Royal Highness Fritz's visit, he will welcome the Privy Council as a good friend."
"Excuse me, young master. I asked the samurai if she wanted me."
Alberto, who entered the room as he said, laughed frankly as he always did. But Liddy, who greets him, left a dark look on his face and just glanced at the servant standing in front of the door.
The satirical servant soon realized something was wrong with the Duke's man. A man named Liddy is prone to emotions on his face, and he can tell at a glance whether he is angry or irritated, whether he is once again overwhelmed with pleasure.
How about that now? Throwing his limbs out like he was tired and sinking on the couch floating on Liddy's face was a terribly complicated color. Above all, what surprised Alberto was that he, usually so confident as to be magnificent, was deeply hurt by something.
"What's wrong, boy! Is there something wrong with you?
To Liddy, who looked like crap, Alberto called him like he used to. Liddy looked up with dark, staring eyes about the servant who ran over to the couch worried.
"You know who that man is, don't you?
"Ha..."
The honest servant was distressed by the reply. Liddy, who saw it, distorted her expression. Momentum rose from the couch and grabbed the barn of a wandering servant.
"Answer me, Al! I know you lied. I spent a lot of time with you when you were a little girl, to me!
Alberto's face turns pale in the absurd Liddy's voice. In an instant, he understood that he had seen a place to visit Lloyd's room. But Liddy's not as sweet as letting a poor servant get away with it.
"Come on, answer me. My father was seeing me, who is that Aardhar? My father..., my father!!
"Let go of that hand, son. I'm the one who ordered you not to tell me anything."
To a suddenly crackling low voice, Liddy reflexively opened Alberto. It wasn't about following the Lord of the Voice, but because the voice belonged to the person he was most reluctant to face now.
"Father..."
Soon, there was a figure of my father, Lloyd, beside an open door. In contrast to his son, who reveals his upset, Lloyd was staring at Liddy in a calm manner.
"Was it still you who gazed at me when I dropped him off? You did, Alberto. I thought you could keep Liddy in your room without distrusting her."
"I'm sorry, sir"
Even before such an exchange, it was unusual for Liddy to have a mouth that often turned around, losing sight of what to twist from his father. He was so confused.
In the meantime, Lloyd ordered Alberto take the place off. Let me show you who Liddy is. Alberto wanted to stay here, but Lloyd wouldn't let him. The last time I looked at Liddy worried, the young servant left the room behind.
After being alone and making sure there was no one outside the door in mind, Lloyd cut his mouth fire.
"You're easy on the face, not for every conceal. So I never told you before. But it's about time..."
Tell him so, Lloyd opened his heavy mouth about Liddy's unknown truth.