His head was tightly bound. To Hayden, the memories were more precious than his life, and he clung to that one memory, struggling in hell and surviving to return. But the pitiable yet strong redemption of his was forgotten by him.

‘What on earth should I interpret this as?’

The curse, entwined around her head, seemed to be doing more than just extracting abilities. It was evident that it was also tightly controlling Lu’s memories.

“I hope you’ll be good at the Ministry of Foreign Affairs work.”

Hayden smiled at Lu, who didn’t know how to refuse household chores and showed no skill in refusal.
The Viscount and Viscountess Flache probably hoped that their daughter would refuse Hayden’s proposal, using the excuse of the job, and come back home. The first words of the letter sent by Viscountess Flache, who Lu held tightly on the documents, were just like that.

Lu, as the successor to the titles of her mother and father, should now look into the work we are doing.

Lu would obediently listen to that. She would surely scrutinize the work sincerely.

However, the only person who understood the meaning beneath it, that Lu, who would eventually inherit the Viscount and Poulery Marquis titles, was distant from the position of Empress, was Hayden.

For now, it was certain that he was an unwanted candidate for the position in the Flache family.

“Hello, sir. I am Frances Gray, a diplomat from the Ministry of Foreign Affairs here to assist you. Please feel free to call me Frances.”

Frances Gray, with short hair, was one of the most competent diplomats in the Ministry of Foreign Affairs. She was also a partner who would assist Lu, especially selected by the Grand Chamberlain to work in the Ministry of Foreign Affairs.

She was slightly smaller than Lu and handled the general affairs department within the Ministry of Foreign Affairs. Moreover, she was a person who faced Countess Alya, who suddenly appeared from Kaletra, with an indifferent expression.

“The place you’ll be in charge of is right there.”

Frances Gray pointed to a warehouse where the Imperial Regiment had piled up a lot of monster carcasses that were brought in large quantities from the west. Today, the port near the Mel River, where the Ministry of Foreign Affairs was located, was bustling.

“Whether the price of salt goes up or down, what does that have to do with me?”

And there was shouting.

Lu’s gaze involuntarily turned in that direction. A well-dressed man was expressing his displeasure.

Everyone was scolding him, but those who were more distant, for example, those who looked down on Lu, were watching him with cold eyes. Despite being quite handsome, his face was severely wrinkled.

“Oh, he’s the second son of Duke Alanka. The person in charge has changed. Well.”

Frances Gray nodded her head and, noticing Lu’s puzzled look, made eye contact with her.

“The eldest son of Duke Alanka died, right? Originally, that person was doing this job, but since he died, the younger brother temporarily took over. Duke Alanka is currently running a huge operation overseeing the upper part of the export-import scale.”

Ah, Lu nodded her head.

“It’s a bit awkward. But what can we do? That person is probably the new successor.”

“Awkward, you say?”

“Well, if I were just a regular colleague, I would never say this, but since the Grand Chamberlain has given you a hint, I’ll tell you. That man is a suspect in the murder of his brother.”

Lu recalled the dead Count Manuel Lambert, who greeted her at the banquet. Contrary to his neat impression, the larger younger brother, who seemed to be full of vitality, appeared.
“If we eliminate the elder brother, the dukedom will be inherited, and everyone is pointing fingers at that man, asking who could have killed him.”

So that explains why the gazes directed at him are so cold.