“Is that so?”
Duke Argenthoz stared blankly at the door through which Liana had exited, even after Barden had acknowledged it.
"Yes. I found out that she was originally supposed to be Viscount Rognier and that she was a young lady who had been diligently trained as a successor since childhood. However, a problem arose, and she was ultimately eliminated from the line of succession."
“Oh... Really? If it’s Viscount Rognier, then he’s the Cardin family’s aide. Did Yvonne bring such a talented person?”
“Yes, Father!”
“Well done.”
I quickly responded and smiled brightly at the timing of the compliment.
By some lucky chance, I was able to recruit Liana, Eudela's older sister.
Well, luck is also a skill.
I sent Liana to get the <Magic Map>, but she got fed up with it after taking a lot of money from him.
Because Liana took six million eight hundred thousand gold by handing over that map.
Haha.
When she was asked to pay the money, she said that Barden was very angry.
It was a great allowance for me.
I gave some to Liana as a reward, and used the rest for my own business expenses.
We needed advertising expenses, and we were a little short on packaging and shipping costs.
Anyway, I'm starting my Rhodia grass bath salt business in earnest, and I'm really busy with this and that, but why is Empress Giselle inviting me and making such a fuss?
Sigh... I’m so worried.
And Rudnine stole my heart and soul and hasn't contacted me since.
Was the brief sweetness that passed between us really just my imagination?
I guess so. Of course it was. Stupid, Yvonne. Sob sob.
How could I forget Rudnine? That seemed too difficult.
I stared at Barden with a gloomy expression as he poured magic into the magic stone and other objects to brighten up the room, making the rain darken the sky.
I wonder if I can do that much now.
As I clenched and unclenched my fist, Barden flinched and shifted slightly.
Hey, am I a thug?
I was staring at him in disbelief when Liana finally appeared.
“Here it is.”
Liana returned to the library after finding the Imperial scriptures and underlining the relevant clauses.
Everyone gathered together and looked at the imperial scriptures to confirm for themselves, and each person took turns groaning.
“Hmm.”
"Greatness."
“Ugh.”
The clause was in the Imperial Privileges Act, which was one of the Empress's most important powers.
It was clearly written that anyone invited by the Empress to social gatherings, especially formal parties held at the palace, must obey her unconditionally, no matter what.
Although there were other examples and exclusions in that subsection, etc...
As Liana said, if you received an invitation from the Empress, you had to attend unless your parents or a direct relative died and needed a funeral.
I looked at Barden with a gloomy expression.
“Brother... Can you die for me?”
“This is crazy.”
Barden wrapped his arms around me in an X shape, hugged me tightly, and then stepped back with a pale expression.
I chuckled as I watched the guy mutter something that seemed to be defensive magic.
You little shit. Do you believe that?
I clicked my tongue at the secretly innocent Barden, then sighed as I looked at the sparkling dress that gave me goosebumps just by looking at it.
The golden embroidered dress that Yvonne would have loved to wear so much.
What should I do, Yvonne? I don't like it anymore.
“..What should I do, Father?”
I muttered, pouting sullenly.
Then, Duke Argenthoz clenched his fist and said he would think of a solution. Then, after muttering to Barden, he left the room and disappeared.
Liana came up to me and added softly.
"Princess, I'm not sure what personal circumstances are involved, but... no matter how much you may dislike it, it's right for you to attend this time."
"Yes?"
Liana continued, nodding with a confident look in her eyes.
"Even if His Excellency, the Duke, and the Young Duke find a way, it's clear they'll face significant difficulties in the future. The Argenthoz family's position is also at risk of weakening."
“Are you saying this is on a different level from what I’ve experienced before?”
“Yes, I can say this with certainty.”
Liana is not one to talk nonsense.
I became even more depressed.
Swaaaaaaah-.
Damn it, stop raining.
What should I do now?
I hated it so much, but Liana was right.
Adrian was very unlucky, and I hated him….
I guess I'll just close my eyes and become a clown when I think about the future of Duke Argenthoz and Barden.
How much they've done for me. And the fate of the Agenthoz family and mine are intertwined.
I was leaning against the windowsill, resting my chin on my hand, blankly staring at the falling rain, when Eudela, who had been watching me, approached me and offered me a favor.
“Princess, if you’re feeling depressed, would you like some cake?”
"What's wrong, you guys? I'm not depressed. I just need to attend that party."
When I shrugged my shoulders, pretending to be cool, Eudela tilted her head.
"That's not it. I thought you were depressed because you haven't contacted Duke Iels. I thought you and Duke Iels were dating."
I looked at Eudela, who was scratching her head and smiling awkwardly, and glared at her with resentment for no reason.
“...Right? I told you, you were mistaken. Ugh!”
As I was talking, tears welled up in my eyes.
Please continue to cry for me, Heaven.
Because I'm too embarrassed to cry in front of Eudela.
"I guess so. Or maybe he's having a fling. He's a bad man. A womanizer. Duke Iels is bad."
‘...bad man.’
Eudela said gloomily, looking out the window at the rain falling.
Then, it became clear that everything that happened with Rudnine was all my fault, and my heart ached.
And it made me even sadder because it seemed to be a given that Rudnine, although he seemed like a good person on the outside, was a very womanizing and bad man.
I guess we were just 'friends'.
I mistook the actions of the kind Rudnine, who helped me as a close friend.
I don't want to just remain friends.
I wanted to relieve my stress by eating ice cream that was so sweet it made my head spin.
I decided to just eat the ice cream as big as my head and said to Eudela.
“Eudela, go to the kitchen right now...”
'Oh, right.'
For a moment, I remembered the unidentified (perhaps) familiar I had caught in the dome lid dish at dawn.
I was feeling depressed, so I decided to catch that guy and find out who attacked me, so I ran to the bedroom and brought back a plate.
"Oh, my? That's the plate from last night. Would you like some? I'll get you a new one."
"No."
“I’ll clean it up, Princess.”
When Eudela reached out her hand again, I shook my head.
“This is my test subject.”
"Yes?"
“...There’s something like that. And for now, keep the dress and shoes the Empress sent me safe. As for the reply... well, let’s wait a bit. My head hurts.”
“Yes, Princess.”
I just picked up the plate and headed to my personal study.
And then I placed the plate containing the familira on the desk and made further contact with Randy through the magic communication port.
First, move all the bath salts made by President Palette to the Agenthoz Mansion.
If Rhodia Grass Bath Salts start showing any signs of effectiveness in treating skin conditions caused by the Sun's Fountain, it's obvious that the Sun's Fountain manufacturer will be after us.
In the meantime, I had to dig a trap.
And I just hope the pursuer isn't deeply connected to the Cardin family.
'Even if it's Lady Alentia, Arthur Rognier. It should just end there. Rather... It should just be a simple incident caused by those two's greed.'
But I had a strange feeling that this might not be the end, and that was a headache.
Yes, that'll be later.
I had to save Thiels by recovering my investment and generating profits, so I also had to develop an effective sales strategy.
The first sales strategy was simpler than I thought.
Thanks to the help of my aesthetician and Eudela, who knows the ecosystem of noble women well, I was able to find a place to introduce the first Rhodia grass bath salt.
It was decided to give a promotional sample to the director of a high-end skin aesthetic management office in the heart of the Nasiel district.
While high-ranking nobles each had a personal esthetician in their mansion, the Nasiel district has a high-end skin esthetic treatment room.
It is a place where upper-class women gather for social gatherings.
It was a bit different from the salon, but anyway, I got some high-level information that the manager of a very famous high-end management office was suffering from the same skin disease that Liana had!
That manager also got a skin disease after applying the fountain of the sun too excitedly.
'Tsk tsk.'
Anyway, if the director tries Rhodia grass bath salts once and sees the effects, word will spread like wildfire.
Everyone will try to get their hands on Rhodia grass bath bombs somehow, and then they'll have to sell them at a high price.
Hehe.
I was laughing excitedly at the thought of making money, but I was struggling to come up with a new product name to hide the original name of Rhodia grass.
What would be good?
While I was pondering over several other product names, I suddenly glanced at the plate hidden behind the dome lid on the desk.
'Let's open it and take a look.'
I opened the lid carefully, gathering my magical power in my fingertips, as there was a possibility that he might escape, and my eyes widened.
"Oh?"
The familiar had no intention of running away.
"Hmm?"
A pale pink hamster-like creature, munching on a piece of cake on a plate and slurping cream all over its mouth, turned around and looked at me.
Its large eyes were so cute that I almost mistook it for a cute pet if it weren't for the long horns on its head.
“What are you eating?”
The man opened his mouth wide with a look of mixed embarrassment and fear.
The sight was so cute that I covered my mouth with my hand.
“Wow, so cute!”
"What, what is it!"
“What the hell? You’re a familiar, right?”
I suppressed the urge to stroke its soft, cute fur and asked it with a certain dignity, but the familiar nodded, trembling.
"That, that's right. I am the great familiar, Lord Pembe!"
“Oh, is your real name Pembe? That’s such a cute name.”
When I burst out laughing, familiar Pembe got angry and tried to puff up his body.
I moved faster than him, grabbed his torso tightly, and lifted him up in front of my nose.
"Oh! Hee, why is your strength so strong!!! Ugh!"
Duke Argenthoz stared blankly at the door through which Liana had exited, even after Barden had acknowledged it.
"Yes. I found out that she was originally supposed to be Viscount Rognier and that she was a young lady who had been diligently trained as a successor since childhood. However, a problem arose, and she was ultimately eliminated from the line of succession."
“Oh... Really? If it’s Viscount Rognier, then he’s the Cardin family’s aide. Did Yvonne bring such a talented person?”
“Yes, Father!”
“Well done.”
I quickly responded and smiled brightly at the timing of the compliment.
By some lucky chance, I was able to recruit Liana, Eudela's older sister.
Well, luck is also a skill.
I sent Liana to get the <Magic Map>, but she got fed up with it after taking a lot of money from him.
Because Liana took six million eight hundred thousand gold by handing over that map.
Haha.
When she was asked to pay the money, she said that Barden was very angry.
It was a great allowance for me.
I gave some to Liana as a reward, and used the rest for my own business expenses.
We needed advertising expenses, and we were a little short on packaging and shipping costs.
Anyway, I'm starting my Rhodia grass bath salt business in earnest, and I'm really busy with this and that, but why is Empress Giselle inviting me and making such a fuss?
Sigh... I’m so worried.
And Rudnine stole my heart and soul and hasn't contacted me since.
Was the brief sweetness that passed between us really just my imagination?
I guess so. Of course it was. Stupid, Yvonne. Sob sob.
How could I forget Rudnine? That seemed too difficult.
I stared at Barden with a gloomy expression as he poured magic into the magic stone and other objects to brighten up the room, making the rain darken the sky.
I wonder if I can do that much now.
As I clenched and unclenched my fist, Barden flinched and shifted slightly.
Hey, am I a thug?
I was staring at him in disbelief when Liana finally appeared.
“Here it is.”
Liana returned to the library after finding the Imperial scriptures and underlining the relevant clauses.
Everyone gathered together and looked at the imperial scriptures to confirm for themselves, and each person took turns groaning.
“Hmm.”
"Greatness."
“Ugh.”
The clause was in the Imperial Privileges Act, which was one of the Empress's most important powers.
It was clearly written that anyone invited by the Empress to social gatherings, especially formal parties held at the palace, must obey her unconditionally, no matter what.
Although there were other examples and exclusions in that subsection, etc...
As Liana said, if you received an invitation from the Empress, you had to attend unless your parents or a direct relative died and needed a funeral.
I looked at Barden with a gloomy expression.
“Brother... Can you die for me?”
“This is crazy.”
Barden wrapped his arms around me in an X shape, hugged me tightly, and then stepped back with a pale expression.
I chuckled as I watched the guy mutter something that seemed to be defensive magic.
You little shit. Do you believe that?
I clicked my tongue at the secretly innocent Barden, then sighed as I looked at the sparkling dress that gave me goosebumps just by looking at it.
The golden embroidered dress that Yvonne would have loved to wear so much.
What should I do, Yvonne? I don't like it anymore.
“..What should I do, Father?”
I muttered, pouting sullenly.
Then, Duke Argenthoz clenched his fist and said he would think of a solution. Then, after muttering to Barden, he left the room and disappeared.
Liana came up to me and added softly.
"Princess, I'm not sure what personal circumstances are involved, but... no matter how much you may dislike it, it's right for you to attend this time."
"Yes?"
Liana continued, nodding with a confident look in her eyes.
"Even if His Excellency, the Duke, and the Young Duke find a way, it's clear they'll face significant difficulties in the future. The Argenthoz family's position is also at risk of weakening."
“Are you saying this is on a different level from what I’ve experienced before?”
“Yes, I can say this with certainty.”
Liana is not one to talk nonsense.
I became even more depressed.
Swaaaaaaah-.
Damn it, stop raining.
What should I do now?
I hated it so much, but Liana was right.
Adrian was very unlucky, and I hated him….
I guess I'll just close my eyes and become a clown when I think about the future of Duke Argenthoz and Barden.
How much they've done for me. And the fate of the Agenthoz family and mine are intertwined.
I was leaning against the windowsill, resting my chin on my hand, blankly staring at the falling rain, when Eudela, who had been watching me, approached me and offered me a favor.
“Princess, if you’re feeling depressed, would you like some cake?”
"What's wrong, you guys? I'm not depressed. I just need to attend that party."
When I shrugged my shoulders, pretending to be cool, Eudela tilted her head.
"That's not it. I thought you were depressed because you haven't contacted Duke Iels. I thought you and Duke Iels were dating."
I looked at Eudela, who was scratching her head and smiling awkwardly, and glared at her with resentment for no reason.
“...Right? I told you, you were mistaken. Ugh!”
As I was talking, tears welled up in my eyes.
Please continue to cry for me, Heaven.
Because I'm too embarrassed to cry in front of Eudela.
"I guess so. Or maybe he's having a fling. He's a bad man. A womanizer. Duke Iels is bad."
‘...bad man.’
Eudela said gloomily, looking out the window at the rain falling.
Then, it became clear that everything that happened with Rudnine was all my fault, and my heart ached.
And it made me even sadder because it seemed to be a given that Rudnine, although he seemed like a good person on the outside, was a very womanizing and bad man.
I guess we were just 'friends'.
I mistook the actions of the kind Rudnine, who helped me as a close friend.
I don't want to just remain friends.
I wanted to relieve my stress by eating ice cream that was so sweet it made my head spin.
I decided to just eat the ice cream as big as my head and said to Eudela.
“Eudela, go to the kitchen right now...”
'Oh, right.'
For a moment, I remembered the unidentified (perhaps) familiar I had caught in the dome lid dish at dawn.
I was feeling depressed, so I decided to catch that guy and find out who attacked me, so I ran to the bedroom and brought back a plate.
"Oh, my? That's the plate from last night. Would you like some? I'll get you a new one."
"No."
“I’ll clean it up, Princess.”
When Eudela reached out her hand again, I shook my head.
“This is my test subject.”
"Yes?"
“...There’s something like that. And for now, keep the dress and shoes the Empress sent me safe. As for the reply... well, let’s wait a bit. My head hurts.”
“Yes, Princess.”
I just picked up the plate and headed to my personal study.
And then I placed the plate containing the familira on the desk and made further contact with Randy through the magic communication port.
First, move all the bath salts made by President Palette to the Agenthoz Mansion.
If Rhodia Grass Bath Salts start showing any signs of effectiveness in treating skin conditions caused by the Sun's Fountain, it's obvious that the Sun's Fountain manufacturer will be after us.
In the meantime, I had to dig a trap.
And I just hope the pursuer isn't deeply connected to the Cardin family.
'Even if it's Lady Alentia, Arthur Rognier. It should just end there. Rather... It should just be a simple incident caused by those two's greed.'
But I had a strange feeling that this might not be the end, and that was a headache.
Yes, that'll be later.
I had to save Thiels by recovering my investment and generating profits, so I also had to develop an effective sales strategy.
The first sales strategy was simpler than I thought.
Thanks to the help of my aesthetician and Eudela, who knows the ecosystem of noble women well, I was able to find a place to introduce the first Rhodia grass bath salt.
It was decided to give a promotional sample to the director of a high-end skin aesthetic management office in the heart of the Nasiel district.
While high-ranking nobles each had a personal esthetician in their mansion, the Nasiel district has a high-end skin esthetic treatment room.
It is a place where upper-class women gather for social gatherings.
It was a bit different from the salon, but anyway, I got some high-level information that the manager of a very famous high-end management office was suffering from the same skin disease that Liana had!
That manager also got a skin disease after applying the fountain of the sun too excitedly.
'Tsk tsk.'
Anyway, if the director tries Rhodia grass bath salts once and sees the effects, word will spread like wildfire.
Everyone will try to get their hands on Rhodia grass bath bombs somehow, and then they'll have to sell them at a high price.
Hehe.
I was laughing excitedly at the thought of making money, but I was struggling to come up with a new product name to hide the original name of Rhodia grass.
What would be good?
While I was pondering over several other product names, I suddenly glanced at the plate hidden behind the dome lid on the desk.
'Let's open it and take a look.'
I opened the lid carefully, gathering my magical power in my fingertips, as there was a possibility that he might escape, and my eyes widened.
"Oh?"
The familiar had no intention of running away.
"Hmm?"
A pale pink hamster-like creature, munching on a piece of cake on a plate and slurping cream all over its mouth, turned around and looked at me.
Its large eyes were so cute that I almost mistook it for a cute pet if it weren't for the long horns on its head.
“What are you eating?”
The man opened his mouth wide with a look of mixed embarrassment and fear.
The sight was so cute that I covered my mouth with my hand.
“Wow, so cute!”
"What, what is it!"
“What the hell? You’re a familiar, right?”
I suppressed the urge to stroke its soft, cute fur and asked it with a certain dignity, but the familiar nodded, trembling.
"That, that's right. I am the great familiar, Lord Pembe!"
“Oh, is your real name Pembe? That’s such a cute name.”
When I burst out laughing, familiar Pembe got angry and tried to puff up his body.
I moved faster than him, grabbed his torso tightly, and lifted him up in front of my nose.
"Oh! Hee, why is your strength so strong!!! Ugh!"
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