The lady is the lady.
I don't care who else she asks about her mother and Count's wife. "Sometimes I don't ask, but flowers" gets sent, so I think she probably died, but the lady has never heard anything to say about her mother because she is loved and raised by everyone in the mansion as a lady.
"Reggie!"
"I'm right in front of you. Don't call me that loud."
"I'm happy. Everyone in your mansion is kind to me, and there are strong escorts like you."
"Thank you. Happiness. We are satisfied with that feeling alone, so more than that…"
"I think I should share my happiness with everyone!
Sometimes a lady doesn't listen to people until the end because she's a lady. No, you're asking me when I ask, but I'm like, "Wouldn't you like to finish this story soon? Or could you move on where it doesn't matter to me?" Most of the time you don't listen to me.
I used to say, "I want to climb on the roof! I said," I refused it about seven times and it won't break, so I had no choice but to hug it and climb to the roof. The view was great, but I didn't want to see the view if I knew I was going to be called in by Sir Cold Blood at night to stare at him with a silent smile for 15 minutes. Sir Cold Blood seems to show off his pro-food when it comes to his daughter.
And I said, "I want to get out of the city and see how Shirai lives! And I said," Yes, yes, it's a common lady move, and half the time I said no about 12 times, but it still didn't break me, and I bought clothes like a borough cloth, and I ran into a cloth product that I didn't know if the beautiful hair of the lady was a hat or a bag. As a result, I decided to leave in silence because I would be stopped anyway. When I got home, a search party was formed, and I had to get a haircut and not be contacted by the Metropolitan Guard, and the maids screamed without a voice at the lady's unusual appearance (two of them graduated), and I was locked in the Count's private room until late at night and asked, "What is a escort?" We were to have a heated debate about it. In the Count's opinion, "escort is to stay away from danger" and in my opinion, "there is a problem with the way parents are raised". Though the two did not share their views, I recall Mr. Maxim's grieving expression when I was appointed leader of the search party, and the Count, anyway, reflected that I had to keep everyone in the mansion from grieving.
"Ma'am, do you mean to splurge the money"
There's no way I can hem happiness. But most humans would love to get paid.
"Reggie, that's not true. We must solve the problems that money cannot solve. I mean, it's a structural problem!
What are the structural problems, namely that nobility has an obvious advantage over civilians, that the amount of taxes can be determined unilaterally by the lord, or that there is something like a "first night right" where the lord can take away the bride's virgin if he goes to the countryside?
Such content was taught by tutors.
Some time after I was a guard, the tutor was added, and I started studying the knowledge I needed as a nobleman —— politics, administration, and the law.
But they should have been taught only from the perspective of the powerful: "The lady is in a position to use these."
Who, tell the lady a point of view from the civilian side and say, "We need to be fairer!" What a sense of purpose I planted......
"I noticed when I was looking at Reggie. Reggie will be talking and studying on an equal footing with her tutor. Yes, there are times when you go further and study than I do. We can learn and empower noble civilians if we are given the chance!
…………
Apparently it's my fault.
"No, ma'am, you know, I..."
It would be easy if I could say I have a previous life or something ~! It's unlikely that you'll believe me where I said it, and even if I prove it, I'm also allergic to serving [Mori Luo Wan] genius pearls ~!
"Reggie, you don't have to say anything more."
"Lady..."
"Your thoughts are the same as mine. That's what you're talking about!
I knew you didn't get through anything ~!
"Reggie, I'm going to your father's!
"Heh...?
At the Count's? All I see is a future where trouble happens?
"Ask your father to exterminate the illegal slaves that are spreading in this holy capital!
His Holiness the Holiness has launched a strong "ban" policy on "slavery". Everyone says that's "Kindness of the Holy King" or something, but I felt different.
This country is supported by the "Day Altar". The rich talented pearls go to the people and many immigrants come because there is no discrimination on the basis of race.
So, if we allow "slavery," many of our people will be enslaved. For there is no one who comes to the Holy City without a single sentence. Slaves become the property of the rich, who can also legally possess military power. That would be a scary existence from a nobleman who is a privileged class.
Nevertheless —— there are many people who are overwhelmed with debt, and if they cannot ultimately "sell themselves" as slaves, the money lending will be taken away.
That's where "The Underwriter" appeared.
By tying them by contract magic, they can be treated no differently than slaves.
Of course, the facade reads "No slaves!" We can't pee on such business in the Holy Capital, so that's where we're going to do it, and it hasn't become an explosive increase in slavery.
(Sounds like a pussy in Japan)
That's what I thought the first time I heard it, and the lady,
"If you are practically a slave, you are going to disobey His Majesty the Holy King's will!
And I was angry.
I don't have to raise the interest rate on my money lending because of this "servant" system, and unlike slaves who can be bought and sold as objects, "servants" who can only be tied up in subordinate one-on-one contract magic are less valuable in terms of assets. Instead, the lady of course didn't listen, although she waved a hot valve that there might be aspects of the safety net for the people whose necks had stopped spinning because of debt. Well, "There's a good chance you're breaking the law, but this is necessary evil!" What do you mean, "Right!" What a broken lady, I wouldn't have a hard time either.
What the lady cared about was that the young children, who don't even go old, are offered as "servants" because of their parents' debts ——.
I can do anything with contract magic.
Anything.
They also hang by "servant" which means "care and role downstairs," and virgin girls get a high amount of money as "servants"...... you can't stop a Justice Ultra Express lady if you ask that.
(Nevertheless, if I get into a slaver and say, "I'm treating you like a slave," I'll destroy that slaver, what do you mean, "Are you insane? I don't think the Count would swallow a suggestion that would make me suspect)
To what I'm glad the lady still has only a faint "sanity" was what the lady said she would consult the Count in advance.
Although the Count seemed to have a busy day to die, it was only sweet for the lady, so time was set aside to hear the lady's suggestions.
The Earl, who heard it all the way through, said this without even floating his usual emotions.
"Okay, Eva. I'll have a list of 'Human Resource Offices' that I think are highly illegal, so you should hit it there."
"Thank you, Father!
When I said my face at that time, it seemed worse than my face when I lied about it in Wah Piece.
Eh, permission? Permission to leave?
Whether the cry of my soul has arrived, or perfectly silenced my thoughts, etc., the Count,
"Thank you, Mr. Reggie, for your escort assignment (...)"
What did I say?