Chapter 71: 71 70. Invitation to the Royal Castle

After finishing his meeting with Ivano, Darya visited Gabriela's office.

To give you documents from the Rossetti Chamber of Commerce and have them confirmed as acting head of the commercial guild.

I sat on the recommended couch and watched Gabriella turn the paperwork.

"This will do. If Ivano's checking, I don't think there's any loose ends. Leave it to me to work with the other guilds."

Darya finally talks to the woman who just saw it once and left her paperwork.

"Gabriella, I'm talking about Mr. Ivano..."

"Oh, the man I let go of once, I don't want him back."

I guess what Darya already said was within expectations.

A spare smile turned out for me.

"No, the... all of a sudden, I'm sorry to bother you"

"Speaking of annoyances or not, you can say that one of the forces of war is gone. But that doesn't make this guild loose. Darya won't apologize because she chose to."

"Still, I'm the cause of your inconvenience..."

"Hey, Darya. I represent the Alliance Commander. I think best of the interests of the Alliance than the Rossetti Chamber of Commerce."

"I take that for granted"

"It's sweet. I surrounded you well, didn't make the Chamber any bigger, and the Alliance continued to make a good profit."

"Even if I was, I probably didn't notice. No, I think I was convinced it was something I couldn't do on my own when I realized it"

"Right. That's why Ivano needs you."

The smile disappeared from the woman's face.

With her hands off her knees, Gabriella restarts her legs and turns back to Dahlia.

"People are unsuitable. Even if Darya learns about business from now on, she doesn't know how many years it will take to figure it out. Ivano will make it up to you."

When my father collapsed in a commercial guild, he says Ivano was the first one to rush over.

At my father's funeral, I remembered the blue eyes apologizing for not being able to do anything, and Dahlia replied.

"I am grateful. Mr. Ivano came to the Chamber of Commerce worried."

"Darya, don't get me wrong. Ivano is not such a sentimental man. I came to you because I have dreams as a merchant."

"But I'm the only Rossetti Chamber of Commerce, right? A bigger chamber of commerce would be better..."

"I can leave the commercial part of the Chamber of Commerce to you, there will be many goods and opportunities, and there will be no one to stop you. As a merchant, that would be the best environment, wouldn't it?

"The best environment doesn't make that much money. Cost rates are high, and prototyping fails a lot. This time, it just so happens that the five-finger socks were just right for the Knights, and that's not necessarily what else will happen."

Both five-finger socks and underwear in the first place are substitutes that Wolfe would not have looked into the day if he hadn't brought into the Knights.

I hadn't even thought about the internal environment of the Knights' boots or becoming a waterworm control.

"You just can't see, Ivano would make money on his own. If you think you can trust me, I'll take care of the commercial side, and you can do whatever you want with the magic conductor."

"I was just told something similar by Mr. Ivano." Make what you want to make "..."

To my father and to Tobias, it was well confirmed in the making of magic guides. Nor has it been stopped once or twice.

How many people really need, are useful, safe, and use that magic guide - while that's what they're asking, some of them don't feel comfortable and have stopped.

It's kind of weird that you can come here and do whatever you want, freely.

And I remember.

My father, who should have liked to make magic guides more than anything else, slowed down the production speed badly since he was born. That's probably because of me.

"... Gabriella, you know, there's something I want you to tell me about my father"

"What? You want to hear Carlo's memorabilia?

"Um... wasn't there anyone like my father who would think about remarrying?

"As far as I can tell, he wasn't there."

"Was I the cause of my father's estrangement from women?

"No, I'm not. Maybe it's not something I should tell you about my daughter... but Carlo was quite spoken for, and he must have been in a store with a woman. I just don't think you were thinking about remarrying."

The closet and dresser I was using floated in the woman's words in front of me.

Furniture carefully carved with Suzuran and bird patterns. Its owner, my mother, never returned to the tower where my father was.

"... my mother's, is it because of"

"I've never heard from Carlo about 'the man'. All I know is that you were taken care of by Carlo."

"... sorry to hear something weird"

Darya bowed her head.

He was getting sentimental about the glamour here. Somewhere in my head, if I had a father, or if I were a father, I would have thought so.

But thanks to Gabriela, my eyes woke up.

"Please, Gabriela. Please leave my father's 'loan' intact."

"I wonder what that means?

"I'm the one who owes Gabriella a 'debt'. It's not my father. I don't know how many years it will take, but I'll make sure to give it back to Gabriella."

"... there it is."

Words told to be spit out after a little silence.

I must have offended Gabriella because I said rude things, I think so and bow my head again.

"Excuse me! Say something busy, but"

"No, I'm not. I told you before that Carlo said, 'If Dahlia ever seemed to have trouble as a magician or a woman, advise her to do it'. That goes on."

"Continued, is it?

"Carlo said, 'My Dahlia would pay me back myself if I made a debt.'"

"My father..."

"Looking at you now... it's like Carlo's prophecy"

My father apparently couldn't get tired of just making a loan and even planted it up to the excitement of Darya.

I'd say I'm happy with that expectation for once, but even if suddenly I get a hurdle up, it's hard for me not to feel like I can handle it right now.

But I can't even relax about that.

I'm the one who took care of you. Without being sweet to my father, it would be my muscle to give it back.

"If you can give it back, give it back. I won't be able to lend Darya anything at all, so I'll keep my mouth shut."

"... thank you"

When I was ready, I remembered my father and saw Gabriela's warmth, I couldn't.

As a child who endures crying, he laughs nibbly.

There was a knock, like interrupting the air between those two.

"Excuse me while I talk to you!

Confirmation is there too, Ivano slips into the room with a hard look.

"In the name of the Captain of the Demonic Crusade Unit, Marquis Grate Bartolone, an official envoy has come to the Chairman of the Rossetti Chamber of Commerce. You're talking to the deputy captain, Mr. Griselda Lanza."

"What?"

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"... Darya, now what did you do?

"I don't remember anything...... that's not about the shoe dryer, is it?

"Hey, I think I just heard some new product name. Can we talk about this later?

He throws a strangely sharp gaze at himself, and Gabriella laughs just at his facial expressions.

The warmth just now seems to have escaped barefoot to a place I don't know.

"Mr. Gabriella, you can't. I'm already doing it. I'll talk to you when I'm done."

"Okay. Then I'll hear it from you."

I was just a little relieved by Ivano's helpship, but as it were, further tension is dropped.

"I'm leading the deputy captain, Lady Lanza, to the aristocratic reception room, please?

"Gabriella, um... can I ask you to be present?

"Fine. If there's a royal castle involved, you can leave as a commercial guild."

It is a state that keeps people waiting who should not be kept waiting. The three hurried to the noble reception room.

"Nice to meet you, my name is Griselda Lanza and I belong to the Knights of the Kingdom of Ordine, Demon Crusade Unit and Deputy Captain"

A big man with blue hair stood up and met him.

The same black knight clothes as Wolfe, but on the collar, a silver sword collar badge shines.

"Thank you for saying hello. I'm Gabriella Jeddah, deputy guild director for commercial guilds. In the absence of the Alliance Chief, I will act as deputy."

"Nice to meet you, my name is Darya Rossetti from the Rossetti Chamber of Commerce"

"Thank you for your time. I came with a letter from Grate Bartolone, captain of the Demon Crusade Squad. I would like to ask His Excellency the President of the Rossetti Chamber of Commerce for confirmation."

After receiving their greetings, what Griselda offered was a large white envelope.

Its four corners are decorated with silver thread, and the seal is stopped with blue wax (furrow). It's just an envelope. What a luxury.

"Thank you for the delivery. We'll take it."

Darya managed to make a face and took it with both hands.

"I would like to receive an answer if possible, could you please confirm? We'll wait if you need time."

There's no way I can keep you waiting for the deputy captain of the Demon Crusade Squad.

When Darya opened the envelope while hiding her trembling hands, she had a white bi-fold note. The four corners of the paper are also thinly painted with silver swords.

As I read the beautifully spelled letter in the center of my note, I clearly found my blood drawing from my face.

"May I check, too?

"Yes, sir"

Gabriella, who noticed something was wrong, called me out. When I give him a note, he runs his eyes quickly and narrows them slightly.

There are also words of thanks about greetings and this time.

But in summary, 'I would like to see you at the earliest possible time, as I will schedule my appointment with the Chairman of the Rossetti Chamber of Commerce as much as possible. I'll be waiting for you at the royal castle'

It was an invitation to the royal castle with a form of hope but no escape.

"Rossetti, Chairman of Commerce, what are your plans for tomorrow?

"... is available"

"Dear Griselda, may I reply orally? Or should I let the Chairman of the Rossetti Chamber of Commerce write?

"I don't mind oral"

"So, at the beginning of tomorrow afternoon. If the Marquis Bartolone is not at your disposal, we will wait at any time behind you."

"Okay. Thank you for taking my word. Bartolone will be delighted."

The man, who said so and smiled, greeted him as he had done and went home without a hand in tea.

"... why did this come about?

On a leather chair in the aristocratic reception room, Darya looks at the letter in a glimpse.

I am calling for a letter from the captain of the Demon Crusade Squad to be 'like this', but I was exhausted beyond the peak, to the point that it was no longer the case.

"I wonder if I'm in such a hurry or if I'd like to see Dahlia."

"Um, I don't know, isn't that a strange condition? If it was a royal castle, wouldn't it be normal to unilaterally call Mr. Dalya on a date the other day?

Ivano leans his neck and thinks, but there's no way he'll get an answer.

Only the captain, Grate, will know.

"Darya, what are your real plans for tomorrow?

"Uh, I was thinking about finishing the paperwork with Mr. Ivano and then visiting the workshop"

"That's postponed. Dahlia's in a hurry."

"What do you mean... ah!

I was surprised by a lot of things, but they told me, "Michi" and returned it to me.

"That sort of thing. What are you going to wear to the royal castle? What about tomorrow's hair and makeup? Any greetings for the Marquis of Grant Bartolone?

"Sorry, I don't know one thing..."

"I'm not good at it either, but the least I can do and say is knock you in by tomorrow. Remember my husband and Wolframe's face."

"Nice to meet you..."

I think I got a big heavy stone on my head.

Until noon tomorrow is supposed to be just one day, but in the meantime I have everything ready and I don't seem to be stuffed with a lot of stuff.

I'm just anxious to see if everything I pack will go in or not spill off the edge, anyway.

No, even in my previous life, before exams, I've done overnight pickling of bad subjects. It was far from a high score, but the red dots were swept away, which must be one way to go.

However, we will not consider where the red dots come from, even though we meet with the Chief of the Demon Crusade Unit at the Royal Castle.

"Ivano, from the carriage to the entrance, go with your luggage as a squire. When I was at the reception, the clothes were all in blue up and down. And instead of handicrafts, gather up the five-finger socks and the underwear of the shoes you're prototyping right now. Rossetti Chamber of Commerce."

"Okay, I'll be right there! Oh, blue clothes, I'm hungry, so I'm not going in anymore."

"Borrow from someone or stop by the rental clothes store on your way. Blue or dark ash, no black."

"Okay!

"When you get back, you'll finally study with Dalya. Because there will be more aristocratic responses at the Rossetti Chamber of Commerce."

"Accepted......"

Nodding to Gabriella's early instructions, Ivano left the room with an enlightened face.

I think it's the boulder that hasn't gotten heavier, like other HR.

"Darya, I'm gonna go borrow some clothes, 'cause I'm not gonna make it this time. Next, talk to the garment store and tailor it."

"Ok......"

"Because she is a woman's chairman of commerce and has very little access to the royal castle... Carlo's daughter, she can wear a quasi nobleman's dress, but is it easier to align up and down for the merchant, or is she unmarried so she can wear a piece with decorations... talk to the clothes store. Oh, you have shoes too..."

Darya follows Gabriella diagonally behind her bumps and twinkles early enough.

This is how borrowing is increasing to snowman ceremonies that day when I declared to Gabriella that I would one day repay the borrowing.

I don't intend to escape in any way, but I have a subtle headache at the distance of my journey and the height of the mountain I have to cross.

Previous childhood vaccinations, I should not have been reminded why that was.

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