"Costate, slow down when you speak. My psychological endurance isn't as strong as it seems. I'm still a fragile human at heart."
"..."
"Sir, I... I'm really sorry?"
Before Costate could finish speaking, Ronald clutched his chest and knelt down just like her.
In the middle of an extremely delicate atmosphere between the two.
Though Costate looked troubled, she chose to fulfill her duty and proceeded to explain:
"At last night's banquet, a noble named Dantès expressed a hope for his town to form a friendship with Kurpis. Since you weren't there, I boldly agreed, thinking positively."
"..."
"Huh? This is all?"
Ronald's tense expression instantly collapsed.
When he saw Costate coming over so dramatically to apologize, he thought he had gotten himself into some serious trouble again. But after hearing the brief report, it turned out to be just this kind of 'self-made decision'?
