"——So you're saying."
"This is the situation."
In the mansion's dining room, a branched chandelier hung from the towering ceiling, with hundreds of crystal-clear crystals refracting dazzling lights under the lamp, and the large marble floor that could reflect one's face displayed the reflections of three people side by side at the table. Those slightly shaking figures seed to each harbor an anxious heart.
After more than ten minutes of explanation.
Lanci sat between Talia and Sigrid, recounting the situation to them.
"So the Dinsional Bishop just happened to accept an important commission to find your fiancée, and he happened to think the two of us are a good match, so he wanted to give us a surprise by introducing ?"
Sigrid listened to Lanci's story with a serious expression and relaxed a bit after the explanation.
"That kid Tolyado..."
Talia muttered through clenched teeth.
If Tolyado had simply sent her a girl who looked a lot like Siegler, she might have thanked this old friend from the Demon Race.
But the problem was that this woman wasn't sent to her, but to Lanci as a wife, which was unforgivable.
"I was actually thinking that since neither the Allied Forces nor the Dinsional Branch had introduced a fake fiancée candidate, I would let Tata be the backup. Today, just as I returned from the Shadow World and contacted Tolyado halfway, he was captured. This is a serious handover mistake. I failed to host you properly and didn't explain things to Tata in advance, it's all my fault."
Lanci shook his head gravely and sincerely apologized to the two of them.
He rested his hands on the edges of the fine walnut dining table, with its sharp angles. The table was covered in layers of pure, flawless white lace tablecloth, its intricate patterns resembling ri frost on a winter's day.
"Why was he captured?"
Sigrid, understanding the situation a bit more upon hearing Lanci's words, was still puzzled.
It seed that the Dinsional Bishop really wasn't very reliable.
It was her first ti hearing about a Cardinal Bishop being captured by local intelligence agencies.
"Did he drive you here?"
Lanci looked at Sigrid.
Based on the ti Sigrid left the Shadow World, she would have had to rush over to Saint Kray Temple to find his house. Without soone leading the way, she would definitely have gotten hopelessly lost.
"Right."
Sigrid admitted, her blood pressure rising.
She hadn't expected Lanci to intertwine mission tasks even while admitting to a mistake.
"Then it's likely that Tolyado was mistaken as a spy by the Empire's Special Operations Departnt, monitoring Professor Landry from enemy countries. The situation is now precarious, with everyone in the Empire feeling endangered. The Empire's Special Operations Departnt keeps an eye on , and my days have been very tough. Now that you're here, too, it's truly unfair to you."
Lanci's expression was complex as he explained the grim situation in the South Continent to Sigrid.
"I see."
Sigrid, listening to Lanci's words, couldn't help feeling a bit soft-hearted.
"I don't mind having a hard ti; these things don't bother ."
She had just co from the Northern Continent and had not yet been exposed to a clear sense of war.
Thinking it through, Brilda did seem quite dangerous. In Lanci's situation, it was indeed necessary to act convincingly with Tata, or revealing any flaws could be exceedingly hazardous.
"You're still 'not bothered' by it? There's already another woman in this house. Go back to the Regeneration Church; I'll bear the hardships with him."
Talia found it ludicrous and let out a laugh.
"Didn't you hear what he just said? You're the 'backup,' so you were put in as a second choice. I'm his preferred choice; it's natural that I should be the mistress of this house."
Sigrid's tone was as commanding as that of a Queen issuing orders, looking towards Talia.
She was not satisfied with just controlling the present but intended to conquer everything within her sight.
"Would you please not misunderstand on purpose? If it weren't for the fact that both of us have so physical problems, there wouldn't even be the option of other fake fiancées in the picture."
Talia sat elegantly on the left, her exquisite figure outlined by a beige silk dress. A few strands of hair carelessly fell by her ears, her face bore a faint smile, but those golden eyes cast a sharp gaze across at the opponent, seeking to see right through the enemy.
"His body is fine; how co there were never any problems with ? If there's a problem, it's yours, right?"
Sigrid on the right changed her previous liveliness. Her bell-like laughter echoed in every corner of the dining room, but that smile was like a carefully arranged mask, unable to hide the domineering in her heart.
Her slender fingers unconsciously fiddled with a napkin, ready to reach Lanci's collar at any second.
"You two..."
Lanci felt like sitting on pins and needles at this mont.
"Be quiet."
Both won commanded in unison.
"..."
He maintained a stiff smile, sipping hot coffee from his cup from ti to ti. Whenever he tried to speak, it was as if his throat was choked by the gazes of the two won, unable to make a sound.
The silence, during what should have been a pleasant afternoon, was especially difficult to endure.
With the slow entry of the serving cart, a little cat hid underneath, using telekinesis to serve the gourt dishes on silver plates, and the delicate tall goblets were filled with rich red grape juice. The sound of utensils lightly clinking could be heard, but none of this could dilute the odd atmosphere hanging over the dining room.
The first dish to be laid on the table was the appealing cream of mushroom soup, smooth and silky, its surface dotted with freshly chopped green parsley, a perfect blend of rich cream and delicious mushrooms telling the bounty of nature.
Following that was a plate of secret recipe foie gras with golden crispy bread, the pink foie gras glistening temptingly, emitting an alluring shimr. The bread slices, toasted, were golden and crisp. Spreading the foie gras on top was like garnishing with glittering jewels.
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