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... see you as Duke Lucio Martien His Highness」

「Un, I’m Lucio?」

For the meantime, I answered with child-mode.

「Onii-san, who are you?」

「I ought to have said first, my name is Simon Simpson」

「Simon-san then」

「I have been sent to guide Duke His Highness to the palace」 𝐟re𝐞w𝐞𝒃𝓃𝒐𝐯𝚎𝒍.c૦𝚖

I see, a messenger from the Guernica Kingdom side huh.

I’m going to meet the King here in the palace today, so he’s the guide for that huh.

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