That's how it goes now.
He just came back to the Count's mansion after crushing the sixth slaver today.
"I've taken over the slave traders today with no problems!
momentum. As the lady reported, the Count grinned softly,
"Right. Good for you."
Answer only. This was the same interaction as usual.
The only difference is that there is a "debriefing" with the Count every 10th after this. The lady that it was going to be a meal was taken to Sebastian, the deacon.
Only me and the Count will be left in the office.
The walls are struck with stunning wooden boards, and their wide and long single boards are somewhat room walls, but they make it disappointing that the money is hanging. There is no art called painting or pot, I feel pressured when I say it's a simple room.
The Earl said as he retrieved the report as usual.
"Unfortunately for someone named Lulusha --"
Mr. Lulusha searched, and there was no dizzying information about the gifted pearls at least 5 stars. I don't think it means the Count is throwing up lies because he's tied up in contract magic.
At the end of the Count's report, I told him that the name "Slaver Crushed" was walking alone. But the Count said, "Really?" at the same time, without discouragement.
"... Count, isn't this strange? If you go around one-sided crushing human resource bureaux, society goes crazy."
"You say funny things, Mr. Reggie. Do you know everything about this holy capital?
"If you think a little bit about the economy, you'll know, and there's no way you're smart enough not to notice it there."
"Mr. Reggie seems to have a special knowledge."
"Don't delude me. Count, this is the human resource office we've been headed to, but what about the guard investigation?"
Then the Count gave me five investigation reports that he had already prepared. Plant paper is also in circulation in this world but the quality is uneven, and the printing technique is not good, so it's all handwritten.
... there is the words "strictly forbidden to take outside" on the right shoulder of the document?
"We're bringing it with proper permission, aren't we?
The Count said to get ahead of my question.
Looking at the paperwork, the directors had testified as they had said, "I knew that slave-like treatment was illegal, but the perception was that this job was a necessary evil" and "I apologize deeply for calling the talent slaves". Also, "I didn't know you were the lady of the Earl of Sullies".
(... Sure, you've been allowed to do this before because it's a necessary evil. They said they were "slaves," so we were powerless and stuck out to the guards.)
I can't help but sigh.
Even if you crush the talent bureau around, unless the need to "sell yourself" disappears, the second and third talent bureau will just come out. Now they stand around more cunningly.
What me and the lady are doing is just hard work... maybe the Count knows that much and makes you do whatever you want? As the lady would have liked.
When I lifted my eyes from the papers, the Count stared at me.
... I don't know, these eyes. Intrigued? No, something to explore...
It's hard to understand because you're originally the one with the emotionally scarce face.
"My lord. If you, by letting the lady do as she pleases--"
"Mr. Reggie. I'll answer your escort questions, but you won't accept father-daughter relationship questions, will you?
Mmm......
"Then I'd like to be present to investigate the slave traders."
"... I don't mind. Write a note in the guard's quarters."
Whoa, I got an easy permit.
I felt kind of uncomfortable leaving the Count's office behind - feeling sick, like I was missing something.
(Let's contact Mr. Zelly)
Mr. Zelly, who watches over me in the shadows when the slave trader crushes, usually acts as an adventurer. I've been in this Holy Capital for 4 years so I seem to know some informers.
Ask her to explore the Talent Office lightly.
The lady's schedule, though diverse in study and upbringing, slave trader crushing, had unprecedented errands today.
It is not a night club taken by the Count, but attended by the lady herself as a guest.
Until now, the lady, who was an "accompaniment" to the Count, will also be 12 years old and face the aristocratic community as part of the nobility.
The "Dinner of buds and crescents", hosted by His Holiness the Holiness, gathers aristocratic boys and girls who will be 12 this year. In this world, where there is no school entrance or graduation ceremony, "budding and crescent dinner parties" for aristocratic parents, only the first and last sunny stage of the child and wealthy aristocrats have been ordering dresses for over a year now and even poor aristocrats borrow dresses in debt.
In my daughter's case, it's a dress, but in my son's case, it's a treasure sword hanging on her waist.
It is a sword that is a bright and overdecorated weapon but has a genuine killing ability with a real blade on it. Wearing it would take the first step as an "adult".
The air in the mansion has been floating since morning.
"Wow..."
"How beautiful"
The maids are sloppy.
A top-notch designer who had secured a schedule for two years and a lady's dress who had her tailored to a top-notch needle had been spread out on the table.
Made from a thin red fabric, this dress is based on the "Forest of High Elves" - the third silk spinning there - under the direct jurisdiction of the Geffelt Kingdom of the Keithgrain Federation.
The "High Elf Forest" is a large forest area with the "Santian Forest (Third Forest)", which produces talented pearls, and only trades on very limited routes.
Third-silk, with its high concentration of magic, takes time to color, but it seems the Earl of Sullies has managed there.
Nobility is amazing.
By the way, the maids taught me what I don't even know right now.
"The lady's bath is over."
"Then let me bring you a dress"
"Yes, I'm home"
The door of the ensuing room opened with a glimpse of Lady Eva. The lady, dressed in a soft bathrobe, is relieved of her white skin, but on the back of her body, her expression was strong. Even that lady is nervous... what I think.
"Mr. Reggie."
"Ah, yes. What is it?
The maid leader mocked me. [M]
"From now on, the lady is ready for dinner."
"Yeah. Of course I know"
"... then?
"............ 'Then'?
"Are you even going to peek! Please leave!
I jumped out of my room on purpose. That's right. I don't care how many escorts, I don't mind watching the lady change her clothes and make up.
I usually wait outside my room at times like this.
... Apparently I'm a little floating too. Well, you know, dinner parties, I wonder what kind of food comes out.
When I went out into the hallway, I wouldn't take off my mold armor in the mansion —— they've been on heightened alert since the Count's raid —— there was Mr. Maxim.
"Oh, Reggie. I've been looking for you."