If i ask for a maid and an escort knight at this point in the first place, you can see the purpose, right? I asked for a 24-hour close bodyguard and an errand boy to help me. Why?

You sent a madman playing with fire in the imperial palace, Duke.

So far, you must have been telling the truth to your golden son. The terms of the transaction have been met. So hold on to it, right?

"..........."

I took a slow, deep breath as I watched the flames sway in front of my nose. Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, it's okay. I'm okay. Consider the mental age of the other person. Let's say it's almost my karma. I can stand it..

"What's wrong? If you don't like playing with fire indoors, can we make it outdoors?"

.…I can't stand it!

I kicked off  my chair and splashed the contents of the teacup I was holding onto a burning branch.

Chow!

After being baptized with fragrant tea water, the flames attached to the branches disappeared.

The mad dog of the Castline family, who didn't care whether tea spilled on his clothes or not, said with a bewildered face.

"...what? Why does it turn off?"

“...I threw water on the fire, of course it had to go out. Right?"

"No, you....."

"It's very basic common sense! Little Confucius Lisianthus! Oh, even a joke! If someone I don't know sees it, they'll think that the duchy of Castline doesn't even know basic common sense!"

Ha ha, ho ho ho. Only my empty laughter towards the prospective 'Bob' resonated in the air.

Lisianthus came out with very strange eyes and looked at the dead branches.

Then, watching me refill the empty teacup with clear eyes, I narrowed my eyes as if I realized something.

"... I thought this crazy X was going to fuck my brother with a new trick this time."

Confucius was cut off before he could say anything more.

"Little Confucius. Titania hasn't recovered yet, so it's very, very difficult to welcome guests for a long time~!"

phew. I let out an exaggerated sigh as I pretended to wipe my sweaty forehead.

Blinking my eyelids, I buried myself on the back of the chair, and said "Oh, I'm dizzy, I'm dizzy".

A look of bewilderment crept over Lisianthus' confident face.

That's right, Titania had honestly gnashed her teeth and stomped her feet in front of him.

Because I wasn't consistent with such heinous ignorance. I could read the inside without even looking at the red eyes that swayed as if embarrassed.

'what. Why is that crazy X doing this time?'

I want to reflect the same. this crazy bastard.

"Besides, playing with fire in the parlor. Oh my, it's scary~. If by any chance, the embers fly outside and the garden burns down, I'll be terribly frightened. A fire in the historic imperial palace!"

My word is a prophecy.

Titania lacked ability, so even if it was the truth, it was a trivial truth.

He really set fire to the imperial palace later when he was fighting with members of the imperial family.

Basically, Lisianthus hid the fact that he was aware of the 'power of the gods' and was using the power of fire.

'This is all the power of a competent magic sword', he said.

Then, at the last minute, when the madmen touched his precious little sister, and even his older brother and father confessed that 'there is no need to put up with it anymore', he really went on a rampage in the imperial palace.

Somehow, the more you awaken, the different colors of flame you can use. Are the names different?

Red flame is the weakest, white flame is the middle level, and the blue flame is the last level.

In particular, it was said that if it was a blue flame that was deliberately planted with a lot of power, it could never be extinguished by natural means.

Someone with a similar level of 'power' has to come and manually offset it to turn it off. Thanks to that, half of the members of the imperial palace rode in a hollardang without even using their hands.

Adrian's coronation ceremony had to be held on the ashes of the burnt-down imperial palace.

Well, that's the future.

“is the reason Duke Castline sent Prince Lisianthus to this place to ‘find out whether or not Princess Titania is really crazy?"

While waiting for an answer, I relaxed and leaned against the back of the chair, wondering what I could do to be polite when I wasn't even in Rayman's presence.

Then he stretched out his arms and reached for the scones with his bare hands.

I threw out a question and before I even got an answer, Lisianthus gave me an absurd look at me as I gnawed hard scones with my front teeth like a squirrel.

"......What? What are you really doing? It's all about respectful words that I didn't use. Like some kind of idiot…."

I mean... .

Other than <The Little Lady is a Little Treasure of a Villainous Duke>. <When I woke up, am I the world's most insane person with the highest insane SSS level?!>

I can't eat even if I don't have a back stomach. What if it's a trashy supporting role like Titania... .

I muttered as I spit out the raisins in the scones.

“Or are you trying to experiment with smooth ignition in the imperial palace? As a future arsonist?"

“Why am I setting fire to the imperial palace?”

Lisianthus screamed out loud as if he was offended by the subject he just said about making the inside of the Rose Palace outdoor.

However, it seemed that he had thought of setting the palace itself on fire by making a strangely cold face.

Lisianthus grimaced at me as I chewed the scones with the ease of a sloth. Then he threw away the extinguished tree branch and took something out of his pocket and held it out.

It was a thin paper envelope.

“…my father sent it.”

I tried it with my hand which was smeared with scone crumbs, but wiped it on the tablecloth, and grabbed the paper bag.

Seeing me like that, Lisianthus' eyes grew a bit more bizarre.

Lisianthus or not, I spilled the inside of the paper bag onto the tablecloth. And I just hardened.

"..........."

A black card with three snakes and a thin gold pattern engraved with laurel.

A thick silver ring with no special pattern, but with many minor scratches, probably from years of use.

If someone you don't know sees it, they'll think it has nothing to do with it. But...

I looked down at them for a while without saying anything.

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