The next day.
I went to the Lord's office and recounted what had happened yesterday, emphasizing that the Lord of Weaverpool, that scum, hadn't shown his face until the very end.
Fiora was busy talking with the Guard Captain. She scoffed.
"How could he be so rude!"
The Guard Captain tilted his head.
"But if he was truly busy...."
"Even if he was truly busy, aren't there still manners to uphold?!"
"Th-that's true."
The Guard Captain was getting scolded for no reason. I stepped in appropriately.
"Acting Lord, I am fine."
"Even if the territory's situation is bad and he's busy, this is too much! A Hero from a neighboring territory, with whom we even have exchanges, came to pay respects, and he made them wait half a day? And didn't even show up until the very end? The Lord of Weaverpool is a disgrace to humanity!"
Fiora was furious as if it were her own problem. The Guard Captain sighed and shook his head.
I was touched by Fiora.
