"Madam Mandel, two Professionals are here to see you—one Fourth Rank, the other Third Rank.
"They claim to be members of the Spark Organization and say they have something to discuss with you."
Just then, the mahogany door was knocked upon. A butler in a crisp tailcoat entered the room and respectfully bowed to Madam Mandel and Anvis.
"People from the Spark Organization? I don't recall inviting them. What could they want from me at a time like this?"
And how long are you planning to sit here? Setting down her quill for the moment, Madam Mandel crossed her arms. Slightly puzzled, she cast Anvis a sidelong glance, her meaning obvious.
"It's fine. Go about your business. Just pretend I'm not here."
Yet Anvis pretended not to understand. He merely sat calmly on the sofa, nodded to Madam Mandel, and continued drinking tea as though no one else were present.
"Then, would you like to see them, Madam?"
After waiting quietly for a moment, the butler spoke again.
"...Let them in."
Glancing at the butler still waiting by the door, Madam Mandel ultimately gave up on the idea of immediately throwing that bastard Man in the Mirror out.
You like drinking tea, do you? One day, I'll make you drink your fill under my desk.
Imagining all kinds of scenes in which she forced the Man in the Mirror to sign a Master-Servant Contract in the future, the blonde noblewoman's beautiful eyes shifted as she shot him a malicious glare. Then, somewhat unwillingly, she instructed the butler to bring in the two people waiting outside.
Having received his mistress's orders, the butler bowed and departed.
A moment later, Lainer and Freya appeared at the entrance to the study under the butler's guidance.
The moment he entered, Lainer was stunned by