“S-Sir Eugene, what are these…?”

“There had been a few more unplanned subjugations, so take this as well.” Eugene threw a leather pouch, and Priscilla hurriedly received it before opening it. He had returned after a month.

‘How beautiful!’

Her eyes dimmed as hundreds of mana stones shone brilliantly, nestled comfortably within the heavy leather pocket.

“Vice Executive. Drool,” Eugene called out.

“Yes. What?” She answered.

“You’re drooling,” Eugene continued.

“Ah! Please excuse me. Please, come inside, Sir Eugene.” Priscilla hurriedly wiped her mouth before guiding Eugene in a polite manner. After the two arrived at her office, she spoke while calming herself down. “Sir Eugene, with all due respect, could you please explain to me what happened?”

“It wasn’t a very big deal,” Eugene said in a nonchalant voice before explaining the incidents that took place in the Archivold marquisate. Priscilla’s expressions continued to change dramatically in real-time as he told the story.

‘What!? You’re calling that ‘not a very big deal?’ Are you out of your mind?’

The knight she chose disappeared for a month and suddenly became a real lord. Moreover, he had become the lord of an independent territory that was recognized by the new marquis of the Carls Baggins Peninsula. He even owned a silver mine and had as many as seven knights under his command. She couldn’t immediately think of any lords near Maren who were as powerful, influential, and possessed as large of a territory...