Mr. Pantalone has no crazy plans today.

Rather, it's more accurate to say that the other party's imagination conveniently allows him to maintain his intimidating and pretentious image.

As a banker with the perspective of a businessman, he was well aware of how effective this tactic was; the mysterious aura it brought often made negotiations much smoother.

So he didn't say anything more, but simply gave a mysterious smile.

But to men, this is clearly an admission.

This further convinced him of his own thoughts and guesses.

As expected of an enemy that Lord Arecino, the "servant," values ​​so highly, I wonder how much more Lord Pantalone is hiding. Perhaps even what we see before us is just the tip of the iceberg of what he has been hiding.

Suppressing his thoughts, the man continued.

"Before I explain what I've come to tell you, please allow me to introduce myself. My name is Ilya, and I am an officer under Lady 'Servant' Arecino."

Upon hearing the man who called himself Ilya's self-narration, a look of surprise flashed across Pantalone's eyes.

Before he arrived, he wondered which executive's subordinate was the person who had come to talk to him.

But he never expected that the person who came would be one of Arecino's subordinates.

It's worth noting that his relationship with Arecino wasn't very good.

So what exactly did this man, who claimed to be Arecino's subordinate, want to talk to her about?

He glanced at Columbia, who stood beside him seemingly unconcerned, and had strong reason to suspect that Columbia might have known all along but hadn't told him.

However, under these circumstances, he couldn't possibly ask Columbia anything. He could only suppress his confusion and decide to see what kind of trouble this man who claimed to be Arecino's subordinate was planning.

"I know you must be wondering what I'm trying to say, but don't worry, your questions will be answered soon."

The man who called himself Ilya smiled and continued.

"There is one more thing. Although I am an officer under Lady Arecino, this matter is entirely my personal opinion and has nothing to do with Lady Arecino. I hope Lord Pantalone will not take it to heart."

After the man named Ilya said all that, Pantalone felt his mind was full of question marks.

What are all these things?

Why don't you take a look at what you've said? Nine out of ten sentences are riddles. Can't you speak properly?

But in order to maintain his high-class image and persona, he could only pretend to be nonchalant and indifferent.

However, this expression was automatically interpreted by the other party as indifference and disdain.

But he wasn't angry. He just felt that this was the proper demeanor and gaze of the old man Pantalone—a gaze that looked down on everything and didn't care about anything.

Only in this way could he believe that the gentleman of Pantalonne should have such an attitude.

But Mr. Pantalone, your smugness ends here.

He will then break down your entire plan step by step.

After he firmly made this decision, he took a deep breath and said.

"Now, please allow me to challenge you. I will represent 'Servant' Lady Arecino to reveal and decipher the true plan you have left behind!"

What?

My plan has been foiled again!

Chapter 84 I will start from the beginning to decipher all your plans (3k)

When the man who called himself Ilya revealed the purpose of his visit, Pantalonina's lips twitched slightly beneath his interlaced fingers, which he had been covering with his hand on the table.

He really wanted to say, "Are you all professional wall-breakers?"

How come everyone seems to know his plans better than him all day long?

You see, ever since he mentioned having a hidden plan in Arecino, he's been trying to figure out what that plan is, but after all this time he still hasn't gotten anywhere.

But then, surprisingly, they hit him with a bouncing bomb right off the bat.

Fortunately, as the saying goes, practice makes perfect, and having experienced this several times, Pantalone has long since developed a resistance to such things.

This honed his acting skills to an Oscar-worthy level. Even when he was panicking inside, he could maintain a calm and composed demeanor on the surface.

In short, we must not lose in terms of momentum.

Besides, Colombia is right here beside him watching.

Pantalone, who was thinking to herself that she couldn't let her public image collapse now, smiled faintly with a slightly narrowed expression.

"Oh? That's really interesting. You said earlier that this was just a personal matter, so why are you now representing Arecino? You said you're challenging me on behalf of Arecino."

"But as everyone knows, the Executor of the Fools is the highest title directly granted by the Ice Queen. As a subordinate of Arecino, you are now challenging me. Isn't this a challenge to my authority as the Executor in making the plans?"

"You say this matter has nothing to do with Arecino and is simply your own decision. Can I take this to mean that Arecino is unable to manage her subordinates?"

"If Arecino cannot manage her subordinates, then does the House of Hearthstone, under Arecino's command, which is unable to control her own men, deserve the trust of the Fools, the people of Winterfell, and even Her Majesty the Queen?"

This sharp and incisive attack shook Ilya to his core, making him marvel at the reputation of the Pantarone lord.

Without the slightest panic, they quickly grasped the crux of the problem and launched a sharp attack.

With the added prestige of Lord Pantaloni and his imposing presence.