Patricks leaving the room.
"Ah, Count Abbott stay a little"
Abbott stops when the king tells him to.
"Your Majesty, was there anything yet?
To Abbott's inquiry,
"How did you connect with Patrick? Got any contact?
"Ha, is that so? No, well, it's my failure, shall I tell you something?
"Oh, I'm curious. Aren't you good with people?
"Sure. Basically, you must be a good guy, but there's something you don't know about. Okay, we're talking about our breakdown, but that one is..."
to Abbott's description,
"Oh, my God. Well, I don't know if it was a bad time"
To the King of bitter laughter,
"I can also say that it was a bad time, but on the contrary, it was a good idea to form an alliance, so I can also say that it was a good time. Well, it was a disaster for our men."
"Oh man, you seem relentless against your own enemies, but you're still young. Support him well. I will remember the Lord's achievements and promise to evaluate them well when they are resolved."
"Your Majesty, this Abbott, the Iron Fox and I will be bewitched, but my loyalty to the royal family remains unchanged. And the alliance with the Snakes will also proceed harmlessly to the royal family. My son will take over his loyalty to the royal family and his alliance with the Snakes, so rest assured."
Get down on your knees and Abbott declares.
"Mm-hmm. You deserve to be trusted to independently investigate and report to me without much involvement with other houses until now. Keep it coming."
"Yes!"
"Your son, was he indeed Ryan? Did you let Patrick see you?
"No, not yet. I was expecting the timing, but this could be the timing."
"Maybe. Oh, yeah, that's not what I'm talking about, but you're not even admitting it with my oldest daughter, Chloe, are you? I'm tired of the balance in the outfield, but I'm more comfortable in the Lord's house than letting the anti-royal ones marry me."
"My foolishness is good for you, so ⁉R"
"I hear you're pretty good at it. And then let us pass on the Lord's experience and be good lords."
"Thank you very much. After this matter is cleared up, I'll tell my son. I can't stop being stomped on in a hurry."
"Uhm. Then do me a favor"
"Oh, my God."