Sofia took a deep breath in the brought room. Gilbert and Kevin and Tobias, who had been with him just now, were called out by the concert. All that remained were the maids at the edge, and the knights of Elatos, known as Sofia and Lutz. Lutz stood by the window and looked calmly at the garden.

"Um... Lutz-sama?

Sofia spoke courageously to Lutz. Lutz shook his shoulders and turned to Sofia. The complexion is somehow blue.

"Ha, ha, ha."

"─ ─ Was Gilbert named Jill here?

Sofia heard what she was worried about. Lutz repeated the blink of an unexpected question. However, whether it was an easy question to answer or not, the nervous and consolidated expression was a little relieved.

"That man is called Gilbert, isn't he? Yes, we used to call ourselves Jill and deliver mail in the royal castle. He's bright and easy to talk to.... I can't believe he's an Iorian, aristocrat, and with that personality ─ ─"

"Mail delivery...?"

Lutz looks at Sofia with confused eyes. Sofia tilted her neck without imagining Gilbert of Lutz's character. I can't imagine running around by mail.

"Excuse me, but who are you?

Lutz looks at Sofia. Remembering that she had not been named, Sofia stood up from her chair and thanked lightly.

"I'm Sofia, Gilbert Forster's wife. Thank you, Knight, for taking my husband's hand."

Although Lutz's strength was insignificant, Gilbert was pleased that Lutz chose us. Lutz shook his head in a hurry.

"No, Sophia. I just can't boil out until now. Knowing Lord Helmut's tyranny, and feeling uncomfortable with it, I was unable to do anything until today. So, wait for me to thank you... Gilbert Forster, the Marquis, the Black Knight...."

"Ah, that's what they call it, isn't it?"

Sofia had never actually heard Gilbert called the Black Knight. The two names, strength and ruthlessness, were not very familiar to Sofia.

"Ah, so rude of you! But, yes. I can't believe Jill's the Black Knight."

"Didn't you think?

"Yes, I didn't see any magic, and I didn't hear anything about personality."

Gilbert has a bright, easy-to-talk personality that Sofia can't even imagine. It doesn't mean Gilbert is hard to talk to, but it means he doesn't seem so familiar as usual. Someone like Kevin is what Sofia knows.

"Ah... that's what I mean."

Sofia laughed slightly, guessing that Gilbert might have referred to Kevin. Keep talking to Lutz with his still complicated expression.

"Well, Miss Gilbert certainly disguised herself and falsified her personality... but I'm sure the Gilbert that Lutz saw wasn't a fake."

Eh ─ ─

Lutz turned to Sofia in surprise.

"I thought you were worried. It's okay, it's the same person. ─ ─ I'm sorry if I'm not."

Could it have been Sofia's mistake? I wondered if Lutz would miss him. Because the man who should have treated him casually was a different person.

"No, thank you. Somehow I was... maybe. Sophia is a lovely person."

Lutz finally smiled at her face.

"─ ─ Luz. You want to sell me a fight?

At the moment, a low voice was heard from the entrance of the room. Sofia knows the owner of the voice and makes his expression shine.

"Dear Gilbert! Are you sure you want to continue?

Stand up and run closer to Gilbert. Have you finished your discussion with Konrado? Looking up at him, Gilbert nodded slightly.

"Oh, I got a room at the royal castle today. Sofia will be able to rest slowly."

"Thank you, Mr. Gilbert. Um...."

"Me and Sofia are in the same room. I don't mind."

According to Gilbert, Sofia dyed her cheeks.

─ ─ Thank goodness.

For a while, Gilbert was sleeping in a rented apartment with three people, including a concert. They had given Sofia their beds, but they still hadn't slept very well in the neighborhood with someone they didn't know. Not to mention the lonely beds, which don't get very warm.

"I need to talk to you. The maid will guide you, so you should go ahead and sweat."

Gilbert gently stroked Sofia's head.

Yes, excuse me first.

Sofia left the room with the maid. Gilbert turns to Lutz and opens his mouth.

"I don't think Lutz can forgive you if you dictate Sofia."

She said Sofia was lovely. I can't be mistaken. Gilbert was going to say it with the utmost seriousness, but Lutz raised his face and looked complicated.

"You're not going to do that! I'm just Jill the Marquis. Um... I don't know if I should be thankful or angry."

"I think you can be angry. I'm sorry I got involved."

You deserve to be angry. I have been dealing with Jill and it is not strange that he thinks he used it conveniently to obtain information when he infiltrated. I did think it was just right, so I talked to her about it. But there was no doubt that what I told you was true. Gilbert didn't think he'd be so sentimental to a guy he just met at the undercover. Could it be that the same knights were stacked unconsciously?

"Please don't apologize. It's good to see Jill. ─ ─ So, Marquis. Thank you very much."

Lutz lowers his head.

Thank you, Lutz.

Gilbert smiled at Lutz's fresh expression.