The Extraordinary Battle of South Colson Begins. Around eight on Saturday morning, Klein arrived in South Colson as Gehrman Sparrow.
Since the distance at which he could control his marionette had now reached five kilometers, he found an inn in town and stayed there, then controlled the marionette to make its way to the Lord's Manor.
He could now share the marionette's vision and abilities. Although it was the marionette that had arrived at the Lord's Manor, Klein felt as though he were there in person.
Doffis, who seemed rather expressionless, received him. "Mr. Gehrman, welcome."
The two had met at Hobart's wedding.
Klein realized that this butler felt somewhat different from before. He guessed that the man might have already advanced to demigodhood.
What a luxury, having a demigod receive guests!
"Hello." Maintaining Gehrman's cold persona, Klein offered a simple greeting.
Doffis gestured for him to enter. "This way, please."
As they walked inside, Klein asked, "Am I the first to arrive?"
"No, Count. Councilor Jonathan and the others, as well as Mr. Archibald, have already arrived," Doffis explained.
I don't know Jonathan or Archibald.
Following behind Doffis, Klein was led into an extremely spacious Meeting Room.
A huge map of the Northern Continent hung on the inner wall of the Meeting Room.
Hobart stood before the map with a gentle-looking middle-aged man in military uniform and another middle-aged man whose hair was combed in a somewhat effeminate style. They appeared to be discussing something.
Doffis pointed at one of the chairs. "That is your seat. Please make yourself comfortable."
Klein nodded. Around the broad, long conference table were numerous seats. Some stood alone, some were positioned behind large chairs, while others consisted of large chairs accompanied by smaller ones.
Klein's seat was one of the standalone large chairs.