Chapter 308: Collusion
Heroic Spirit Palace, the archduchess' dining room.
"I need an explanation about today's farce."
Saroma glared at the two people with an unpleasant expression. One of them had a quiet look, and the other was smiling faintly.
"...Or you two can leave Heroic Spirit Palace now and look for your own accommodation."
The archduchess said coldly.
"Oh, wow." The heir to the archdukeship of the City of Faraway Prayers, Ian Roknee, watched the angry archduchess with interest in the most comfortable position—reclining on his back. He turned his head and asked Thales, "Is this what you meant when you told me 'she is very pleasant to talk to'?"
Thales took a deep breath. 'Well, maybe it was because that time of the month is coming.'
But before he could speak, Saroma's anger flared suddenly.
"You, respected Lord Ian Roknee," the archduchess said coldly, "I remember you came to ask for help?"
"Uh-huh." Ian nodded briskly.