Because I’ve Been Reincarnated as the Piggy Duke, This Time I Will Say I Like You (WN)

Mint admitted my inquiry. I don't think so, but I'm grateful there wasn't some weird deception.

"Shh, Master Slough! How did you know Mr. Mint was a direct subordinate of the Duke!?

Relax. Sleep on the couch. In contrast to me, Charlotte.

I still feel unbelievable slapping my desk with a bang.

"If you insist... I don't know"

"What do you mean..."

"Charlotte, you may not know anything about it except what's inside you, but that's what my father is. I have my direct reports like Mint lurking all over there. I wouldn't even think about being connected to the Duke of Denning. A person of appearance, appearance, status, that guy has a bunch of handkerchiefs like that."

Mint made it clear.

I told Sansa and the others that I was moving in response to the Duke's intention to keep quiet, and then I left my room.

She told me at the time of her departure when she asked me why I admitted it so lightly.

He was watching me and Charlotte, and he changed his mind. He didn't tell me anything detailed, but starting tomorrow, he'll behave as my squire candidate again.

That's why we said, weirdly, we didn't want you to worry about yourself. He wants to avoid that Sansa can find out who she is.

"But Master Slough, what is it for? If I say direct from the Duke, isn't that a great elite to know!?

"Come on, you're the man to be chosen as your father's direct report. I don't even know the thought circuit. I didn't think Mint would admit I was the Duke's shadow."

Your father's direct report, that's a warrior to carry out the Duke's ideas.

They were beside me, like hitting clouds and silva. But it's a big deal to get full trust from your father at that age.

Potential is better than cloud or silva, isn't it?

Those guys would argue that they're better off.

"What's certain is that Mint doesn't even know who she is, Sansa."

"... I wonder what the Duke is thinking"

"Come on. Nobody knows all that. Because the Duke of Denning is a heavenly man moving this country in line with Her Majesty the Queen and the Cardinals"

Why I noticed Mint's discomfort.

That was too good.

It's ridiculous that not all those capable people are in my ear.

Even so, since the time of the Duke of Black Pork, there have been no exceptions to gathering information. I don't know what's going to happen in the future, because I was the only one who could count on me.

"People say it doesn't look like it... but I think that's a scam.

"It's a scam. She's pretty strong. Maybe more than me."

"Is it better than Master Slough!?

"If it's an area that she's good at, it's a condition. Somehow I know."

"I knew it wasn't a scam..."

The fact that a child younger than himself was the direct report of the prestigious Duke of Denning.

Looks like Charlotte still can't swallow that fact. But the world can be like that. Genius that easily surpasses birth and upbringing exists all the time. The key is how to bring that kind of genius into your own camp quickly.

Thinking about it, I don't have much of a helpful companion right now.

"Charlotte. It's early, but let's use the trump card."

Get up off the couch and calm your hips.

Sitting in a chair, Charlotte with the idea face looked at this one. On the desk, a glass of water poured side by side. Mint, you didn't even take a sip after all.

That's the place, Mint. The reason I thought you were your father's associate.

"Trump card......? There was one."

"What are you talking about, Charlotte? We have him. If people don't see it, that would be the best thing."

Looks like I haven't pinned it yet.

"I want you to summon Mr. Great Spirit of the Wind (Alto Angus). Let him find Mint."