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"Is this something that will happen in the future?"
"It's happening right now, but not much yet. So..."
"Do you mean it will go to market soon?"
Nelia Zardan smiled confidently.
"I will take responsibility and block its distribution."
"Really?"
"She is the leader of the Jardan Merchant Guild, the highest in the Empire."
Feeling my confusion, Erno Etham added an explanation.
Oh, not luxurious, but I heard there are many metal accessories or jewelry that look expensive...
I thought I knew what Nelia Zardan's "greed" was. She smiled arrogantly and unfolded her fan.
"But without even asking me...?"
I thought they were going to interrogate me or something.
"...You won't ask...?"
"Eh? What should I ask?"
"For some reason..."
Nelia Zardan looked at me and burst into laughter.
She laughed for a long time because it was so funny, and finally even wiped her eyes with a handkerchief.
"...Sister Nelia."
Erno Etham's voice turned cold.
"No,
it's adorable. Oh my god. In what part of the world does such a family
matriarch exist? Both my father and my late grandfather were Pharisees. I
didn't ask why, so why are you so sad?"
Nelia looked at me and started laughing again.
Now I'm a little scared. Because I'm not funny at all.
"Eirin,
the orders of the head of the Etham family are absolute for both the
direct and collateral lines. And... my father used to throw crystal
ashtrays if you had any doubts."
Charniel leaned in as if sharing a secret and whispered quietly.
When I widened my eyes in response to the unexpected words, Duke Miriel raised his eyes fiercely and looked at Charniel.
"Shameless immoral bastards, won't you keep your mouths shut?"
"Understood."
Charniel shrugged and closed his mouth again.
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