I arrived at Weaverpool Territory. This time, I was lucky enough to meet the Lord.
Their presence is just like the travelling theatre people. I can't meet them, even though we're in the same country.
In the reception room, with the Guard Captain present, I was able to converse with the Lord of Weaverpool.
The Guard Captain was glaring at me, as if to see what nonsense I would spout.
'Always just putting on airs.'
I looked at the Lord of Weaverpool. My first impression was that he seemed kind and benevolent.
"I apologize for before. I was too busy... I couldn't pay attention. It was my regrettable oversight."
I just smiled.
'I'm not so foolish as to be deceived by appearances. Of course, being betrayed by a beautiful and glamorous woman would be quite exciting, though.'
I cleared my throat and spoke.
"Lord, if I may be so bold, isn't there a talent perfectly suited for the current situation right before your eyes?"
