Chapter 153: Trip ; Laura (1/2)
As the two teenagers are gawking at me, I casually walk inside and take a seat on a stool.
”Did I interrupt something?” I ask.
As if just realizing how close they are, the two move away from each other as Guiche says,
”No. Not at all.”
At the end of his words, he began forcing a chuckle.
”That's good,” I say nonchalantly, ”As I'm pretty sure you know the reason I'm here.”
Upon hearing my words, Guiche's expression turns serene as he nods his head once before turning his head to face Montmorency.
”Forgive me, Montmorency. I must guide His Highness to my family's house.”
Huh? He seems to be much more respectful compared to before. Could it be, he respects me more now that I brought him closer to Montmorency?
It seems like I'm a good wingman after all.
”It's fine,” the girl responds, ”This is something that can't be delayed.”
Having gotten her confirmation, Guiche gets up and says to me,
”It should take us a relatively short time to get there if we were to go by carriage. Should I send a letter to my family, requesting one?”
I wave my hand in front of me and say dismissively,
”Do whatever you deem necessary.”
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”Your Highness, the carriage has arrived,” Guiche's voice resounds within my ears,
Finally. I was beginning to get impatient to the point that flying over while dragging Guiche with a rope became a plausible idea in my mind.
Shaking my head to clear such thoughts, I get up from the chair I had created and destroy it before walking to where Guiche is waiting for me.
Upon reaching his side, a luxurious looking carriage enters my sight, with a butler as the coachman.
”Let's get going,” I say before walking toward the carriage.
Seeing us, the butler gets off his seat and proceeds to open the carriage door for us.
Not sparing him a glance, I simply get inside the carriage after running a quick scan for anything suspicious.
As I take a seat, Guiche sits opposite to me and says in a tone that has a hint of pride,
”It's a good carriage isn't it?”
Shrugging my shoulders, I say,
”Not bad.”
Well, it isn't that bad of carriage. See, this is the first time I'm riding a carriage, but I suppose this one is better compared to other ones.
”So, Guiche,” I say as soon as the carriage begins moving, ”Have you told your family about the matter with the Grimoire?”
”Ah, yes,” he replies, ”But, with all due respect Your Highness, I can't speak for my family regarding this.”
”That's understandable,” I say, ”What I need to know is if they will accept the fact you were using the Grimoire in a bet.”
Guiche gets visibly uncomfortable as he struggles to come up with a response, so I relieve him of his worries by saying,
”Forget it. We'll find out once we arrive.”
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We've finally arrived at our destination.
The house of the Gramont family falls on the westernmost part of Tristan, so it took us some time to get here.
The carriage door is opened by the coachman as he moves to the side.
I get off the carriage first as Guiche follows suit.
As soon as I set my foot on the ground, a wondrous sight attracts my attention.
It seems like I had underestimated how prominent Guiche's family is.
This mansion before me simply says a lot about how rich they are.
It makes me wonder if the interior will be as beautiful as the exterior.
”This way,” Guiche says respectfully as he begins to guide the way.
Of course, I can't just follow someone to a place I've never been to without checking for anything suspicious.
And so, I begin to make use of my Clairvoyance to check out the interior of the mansion as well as the inhabitants.
The first thought that crosses my mind once I'm done is that they have a lot of maids for a mansion of this size.
Their mansion is not small by any means, but having fifteen maids is going overboard.
I mean, why would they need such an amount anyway? Five is more than enough.
”You sure have a lot of maids,” I directly say to Guiche.
”Huh?” a confused voice escapes Guiche's lips as he turns to look at me with a strange expression on his face.
”What? Did I say something wrong?” I casually ask.
”No, but... How did you know?” he asks doubtfully.
”Oh, right. I just sensed their presence.”
”Sensed their presence?” he repeats.
”Well, yes. I sensed the presence of several females around, so I assumed they were maids that worked here,” I respond dismissively.
”He can sense the presence of females…” Guiche mutters to himself as he begins walking again.
Soon, the two of us reach a rather big door comparable to the doors in Albion's castle.
Guiche opens the door, revealing an empty living room that seems to be the objectification of 'luxury'.
”My father is currently away at the moment,” Guiche explains as we head inside, ”So, I hope Your Highness can wait for his return.”
Hearing his words, I beam a smile and say,
”I have no problems with that.”