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108 Tales Aristocratic Gorillas

"I can't believe Mireille, who was so small, is at the apex of the adventurer. I can't believe it."

Lena's mother, Katarina, has a generally slow tone. I guess this guy is from the aristocratic class too. Overall, it is quiet.

"When were you talking about being small?"

Lena asks.

"Five?

"You've decided to be small! Where's the guy at five who only looks like an S-rank adventurer?

"I remember you clearly when I was five."

"Ahhh, hard to do...... That's why I didn't want to go home... Mostly, too many staff working at home!

As a matter of fact, on the outside of the couple, the people who hit the servants all the time are bowing their heads. Most of them are the same lycanthropes as the Sellwood family.

"Really? It's normal for us."

"There's no way muffin normality works in the world..."

"We would like to celebrate your S-Rank Adventurer promotion this time, and we invite you. I hope you enjoy it. We invite about five hundred people, including the land that this Sellwood family occupies."

I knew it, but it was still a whisper or nothing.

"However, we still have time to celebrate, so can you come here first, Mr. Cage, Mr. Misha? Mireille, keep your time in it."

"What!? Dad, what the hell, it!

"Come on, this way, please"

"You can't help it. Master, let's go."

In the end, me and Misha left Lena confused and went into a conference room room. Veradonna followed me too, so Lena is the only one with a detached shape.

Marcel Catalina and his wife sit in the front seat.

Immediately the tea was served by the hands of the servant Lycanslope.

"I brought you here because I wanted to check again."

Mr Catalina says with a grin.

"When I say confirm, what is it?

Really, Mr. Marcel coughed up.

"I want you to make my daughter Mireille your rightful wife."

Misha was having a cup of tea at the right time.

"I thought you said no to that! Last time I was called to this mansion, or the other day when it was suggested to Veradonna!

"Hey, Master, what do you mean when Veradonna suggested you? I didn't ask."

Oh, Misha is upset... But this is not my fault!

"It was really the other day, Veradonna asked me if I could have Lena as my wife. Of course I said no, and I didn't mean to bother telling you, so I kept my mouth shut."

"Yes, I told you that from here"

Veradonna stands beside us with a cool face. Veradonna is not the same guest as us, she's only a member of the Sellwood family.

"That happened...... Master, tell me about that beforehand. There's something I don't know about your husband, because I don't like it."

"Ok... I'll be careful in the future..."

I'm like a victim too because nothing from the start would have made Misha in a bad mood...

"Um, I also answered Veradonna, because I have Misha, and I can't have you two daughters as my wives. I mean, that will have arrived via Veradonna anyway, right?

"Yes. But even if it were us, I wanted to check it out first. It's about my daughter's happiness."

Then I wonder if it would be strange to discuss it where that daughter is not, but is this normal as an aristocratic marriage?

"Mireille is very defiant to us as parents, but the roots are serious, so I don't think she's a bad daughter for you to welcome to your wife. My mother, I assure you."

"Um, nothing. Lena doesn't deserve to get married. You didn't say anything, did you? It's just that I already have a wife. You can't push too hard."

"That's true...... Mr. Misha, just on the shape. To the point that the Second Lady - no, nothing..."

Misha was making fun of Mr. Marcel as much as she wanted.

"Between me and your husband, it has a long history. Getting to know each other in a political marriage is not a dimension. So, because your husband will never, never, ever like another woman!

I suppose you could definitely decide three times in line about my mind, but I don't have the courage to tell you that, so I'm gonna do that.

"Mr. Marcel, even you swear love to your wife, don't you? There's no such thing as having a mistress, is there?

"What, that's..."

Mr. Marcel's complexion got a little worse. He didn't think they'd say anything about him.

"Oh? Maybe that's not what happened?

Hey, Misha gave me an abusive look.