Lydia appeared with the sound of the bell as she waited in front of the castle gate a little before the promise bell rang the next day.
Ha... Seriously, am I introducing you?
With the policy not established, I don't want to stand out......
No, well, there's a precedent for Mr. Rusty's introduction, but if Lydia, a fine nobleman, behaves respectfully towards me like she did yesterday...
At least let's do you a favor. I don't know if it makes sense.
"Dear Barca, please don't be polite to me. Please respond appropriately to junior officials."
"Oh, what a thinness of trust. I'm going to cry."
Totally unintentional.
Lydia says.
Not even moisturized in the eyes, of course.
Even if there is, there must have just been dust in your eyes.
"... may I go home?
"I can't say that's smart. At least make sure I know what I'm going to tell Grace."
Kishi... Mai... No, these words just come to mind. I think I'm going to see horrible eyes.
Let's not.
Let's guide him in silence and pray for the rest......
I... am powerless.
Ask Grace to take the next call and tell Grace I want to introduce her to someone named Lydia Barca.
Immediately after entering the waiting room, there was a sound of a chair falling from a distance followed by a sound of someone approaching this way with an early foot.
It was Grace who came to the waiting room.
Looking at me, I turned to Lydia to give her a look of surprise.
I can tell you're very tired just looking at your face and excited.
... That's a little scary.
"It's the first time I've seen you. My name is Grace Talk. Excuse me, may I present you to Lord Lydia of the Barca family?
Lydia was grateful, too.
"Yes. It's Lydia Barca, as I said. Talk to the lead warrior, Grace Talk. Meet you. The ultimate in pleasure."
... Wow - it's a great read.
No, it may be like this because it's just a greeting, but it's surrealistic in contrast to Grace, who seems so moved that she shivers her voice.
You're not going to tell your boss that you're going to work now, are you? Boulder.
"Oh... how many years has it been since I've always wanted to meet Lord Lydia, who is a world-famous young man? I can see you like this today and I have to thank heaven"
"That's overrated. I'm just a young man who did some work at the Royal Palace."
"No, I don't believe those words.... So, what can I do for you today?
Grace... expectations are on the table as I can tell...
I heard there weren't enough civilians, but was that about it?
There's a tear of sympathy coming out of this.
"With all due respect, I'm looking for a job. As a guest, would you mind adding me to the last seat of a civilian?
Um, no expression, no shame, no sneak.
"Oh! What a delightful offer!... If you wish, can you officially serve Mr. Talk? Of course, in doing so, we will do everything we can."
You seem so happy regardless of Lydia's condition, Mr. Grace.
And you're not in the same tone and voice every day, but maybe you're very concerned?
"No, I don't know if my abilities are sufficient here. I'd like to ask you as a guest first."
When it comes to regular customers, it's like a trial period for the employer.
But naturally, there's a side atmosphere that Lydia tries.
Is this the disparity between the central elite and the region?
Oh, my God. Oh, my God. Oh, my God.
"Okay. I hope so, Lord Lydia."
It didn't matter what you think, did it? Me.
But I didn't know you'd be impressed so far.
I want to go home without Grace giving me a weird in-depth reading. True.
But all you can do is move to the corner of the room so that you're out of sight.
Helpless...... Huh! Overwhelming helplessness......!!
Every time, though.
"Was there anything from this Dan that brought you to my realm? I've received a reminder before, and what does that have to do with you two?
Hey, don't.
Grace, you just broke my mood.
Why did I talk to you?
To my knowledge, there is no indication that neither Lydia nor Lady Titos cared about the Talk family.
That's probably why Lydia came here because of me.
What an ungrateful man.
Let's get that hair out of color. You're just a little lighter in color and you're in big shock anyway.
Oh......, Lydia, please, read the air.
……
No, I'm not calling you, Lydia.
Don't look at me. Esper or you. Besides, I'm scared of horror like spinning my neck 180 degrees or something.
Grace's a little freaked out, too.
Um, Master Lydia.
You asked for it earlier, didn't you?
"I'm a teacher" or something, right? You're right about Dodo, aren't you?
Yesterday, I shredded myself and answered the question.
I told you, but I can't tell you. It's this spiciness.
Tenmei, if you explain it as strange as when it feels like you're playing, you won't drink tea that's sinister and brewed to the limit.
Lydia turned to Grace after raising her eyebrows slightly with her neck turned to see what she had figured out here.
"He used to work at home. It was hard to say I was competent, but I gave that reference because I worked honestly. Then, when I came to my house, this person told me that the Talk sisters were benevolent and asked me to rely on them."
Whoa... whoa, whoa, whoa... what a hard answer.
Thank you, Master Lydia.
You truly think of people. [M]
I didn't even have to say that the answer yesterday was de rude, but I didn't expect you to care this way.
We will make the best tea we can.
I won't forget this favor for a while.
I think I signed up for a date if you weren't noble.
We didn't have the edge... maybe we're lucky for each other.
"I see. Thank you for your answer. Have you decided where to live yet? If you don't mind, I'll get it ready."
"Thank you for that. I was staying at the inn now. The people who take care of the house can prepare the people of the house, so I just want to ask for the mansion."
"So then. While you're preparing, I'm sure you'll be able to guide the castle and the city...... shall I put you above Dan? The warehouseman may not be able to guide you satisfactorily through the castle."
Yeah, yeah.
That's good. "No, I'm not going to bother you until you get there," I think...
Um, there are actually a lot of rooms that I can't get into.
"Really? Now, please wait just a few moments on the table. We need to talk to this person a little bit."
As Lydia left according to the word, Grace came closer.
Cheeks up.
Where are you going?
"You, no, Dan. Well done. Wonderful accomplishment."
Mr. Grace says as he grabs his hand with Gash.
From that hand, a definite gratitude comes along with a hot body temperature.
Is that so, Mr. Grace......
"If only I knew, how is Lord Lydia's ability?
"All I know is that everyone who says Son's book is proficient in the books you learn, and he says if it's good to study on the desk, they're learning about home affairs in general."
"I remember hearing that...... Yikes! Hope is growing. Dan, your work is important. Never be rude.
Yeah, you should get some tea in a good place first. Because you can spend all this money. I'll give you a call so you can show me around the castle.
So, come back here when the closing bell rings. Anything else...... no, not good if I make you wait any longer. I'll be there in a minute. Run! I wouldn't know if I was in a bad mood! You're a long-awaited civilian, no. You're a military candidate!
I really got my ass slapped with my hand.
It is the first experience I have lived in nearly forty years to be a young beauty. I was a little happy.
I see? This is how people crash SM club gates.
Or is that real? I can't believe it.
... Let's run without going around the idea of a sluggish.
I'd be scared if I offended that Grace, and I'd be more scared of anyone waiting.