"'Resolute...?'"

The old butler nodded.

"Yes, basically, Miss used to never say much to the servants, not even to the master. It's unheard of for her to oppose the master like this, whether in stopping him or giving orders to the servants. It's the first time I've seen Miss so resolute, whether in stopping the master or giving orders to the servants."

"Is that so..."

"So, Mr. Amagi must be satisfied, which is good. Otherwise, Miss's efforts would have been in vain. Although I might be meddling, it's not what I want to see."

"Is it really necessary to exaggerate like this?"

To this, Ryuto could only respond with a wry smile.

Though not fully understanding, he suddenly felt a great pressure, even greater than when there were more people around...

Hey, hey, isn't this counterproductive?

"Well then, if everything is settled, let's just head to the living room directly. The master is already waiting there."

"Ah... Sure."

"Of course, the master was originally planning to greet you at the door, but because..."

Is it her again?

Even though it seemed professional for a servant to do so, why did it feel so transparent?

Because the thought of what lay ahead was too terrifying, Ryuto decisively halted his imagination.

"Ah, I see, let's go ahead."

With that said, he and the old butler headed straight to the living room.

Though the path was confusing, they ultimately didn't get lost, after all, they had a guide.

After pushing open a door.

"Captain Crepes, welcome."

Immediately, a man's loud voice came from inside.

"No, you're being too kind, that should be my line, Marquess Delance, long time no see."

With that, Crepes Clair shifted his gaze in a certain direction.

In that direction, there was a small dining table, and at one corner of the table sat a man who appeared to be around his forties or fifties, it was hard to tell his exact age.

With proud golden short hair, thick and orderly beard, straight features, coupled with a regal yet not extravagant long coat, it all exuded a noble air. The man's high-pitched and magnetic voice, along with a mature and stable smile, added several times to his charm, giving off an irresistible allure.

This guy, he must have been a hot bachelor when he was young.

I'll bet a nickel, no, a dollar, does anyone dare to bet?

"Where did you get that from, after all, I have a deep friendship with your father. By the way, I heard you recently saved Holy Heir once again, impressive, to have such subordinates, I'm sure Holy Heir is very pleased."

The man's high-pitched and magnetic voice struck again, putting a lot of pressure on Ryuto, after all, Ryuto was a loser, and this kind of thing could be said to be a natural enemy.

"No, Marquess, you're too kind."

Crepes Clair responded with a respectful bow.

"Please, sit down. It's been a long journey, you must be tired. Delance, please have Captain Crepes and his colleagues seated."

The Marquess Delance instructed the old butler.

"Understood, sir."

Seeing the gesture, Crepes Clair couldn't refuse, he could only nod in agreement.

"Then, let's not stand on ceremony."

Guided by the old butler, Crepes Clair sat at the head of the table, on the Marquess Delance's left side, while Ryuto sat on the right side closer to the door.

Once seated.

"Delance, you may leave."

"Understood, sir."

The old butler promptly left after receiving the command.

*Thud*

As he left, he closed the door as well.

At the moment the door closed, Ryuto suddenly felt a shift in the atmosphere.