My options were limited.

Fortunately, Lady Marilyn managed to recover, but she had to rest. Actually, the word—fortunately—didn’t really fit the current situation. Lady Caitlyn was still shaking in fury, while Lady Elise was standing there in a daze, so she still had to be in shock. It was natural for them to react that way since one of the people they enjoyed having tea time with was badly injured. I also felt bitter. Even though I hadn’t really paid much attention to Lady Marilyn, we still had a bond, and I felt bad seeing her suffer like this. During all this, the thought that was taking over my mind was how I was going to fix this issue.

‘What’s there to fix? Shit…’

The problem had no answer. These were the people contemplating returning to Charlia’s faction, and we needed them in our faction since there was an ongoing geriatric sleazy party. They could be considered real nobles, as their territories were close to the Republic’s borders. They were the central force among the eastern aristocrats, and there was a powerful military force behind them. They were completely different from the gramps who only knew how to lie down with their...