When Greisa Hamlet appeared again, he was already beside Achisto.
"My lord!"
At the sudden appearance of the grand duke's eldest son, Achisto, who had been waiting all this time, immediately bowed.
Achisto had been mentally prepared for this important figure to come in person.
Although Achisto knew his flattery had backfired, he had at least put in the hard work, even if he had achieved nothing. Besides, he had created an opportunity-
An opportunity to wipe out the Church of Pain completely!
Achisto knew very well just how much this important figure hated the Church of Pain.
And so, Achisto waited expectantly.
Greisa glanced at Achisto, taking in his subordinate's expression, and grew even more displeased.
To the grand duke's eldest son, making a mistake was nothing to fear.
What was frightening was refusing to admit that mistake and even dreaming of receiving a reward.
That was something he absolutely could not tolerate.
Of course, that only applied to other people.
As for him?
He was Severus Hamlet's son!
Of course he deserved privileges!
After sentencing Achisto to death in his mind and deciding to call it "martyrdom," the grand duke's eldest son smiled amiably and waved a hand.
"Achisto, you did very well this time.
I promised you that, as long as you distinguished yourself, I would grant you a genuine noble title.
Once this matter is over, you will have your wish."
So said the grand duke's eldest son.
Achisto immediately grew excited.
A noble title!
Not merely a ticket into the nobility: Knight.
Nor one of those so-called lifetime nobles: Lord.
But a title he could pass down to his descendants: Baron!
Wonderful!
Without any hesitation, Achisto dropped to one knee and addressed the grand duke's eldest son before him-
"I am willing to become the