"Sir Chester, if you're going back to the mansion right now…"
"No. wait for me here."
Ober coldly passed by the servant waiting for him at the entrance of the main palace.
Just looking ahead, he walked down the stairs.
The approaching shadow also slowed down its pace as if it also sensed Ober's slow pace.
"I'm honored to see you, Lady Marianne," Ober bowed to her elegantly.
"May God bless you. Please get up, sir."
Marianne hurriedly answered and asked him to stand up. Poibe, sitting on her arm, flew over and landed lightly on her shoulder.
"I was sorry yesterday. His Majesty recommended so strongly, I couldn't reject it…"
"It's fine. As he made the decision in consideration of your fatigue from the long journey, I think you would find it difficult to reject it."
"Thank you for understanding."
Marianne smiled brightly as if she was pleased. Cordelli, who supported her, looked at him with an unpleasant expression and laughed awkwardly after discovering that she smiled.