The magic cards I made are absolutely flawless!

"certainly,"

Chloeux nodded, making no attempt to hide her reaction, and replied.

"But you're wrong about one thing. That gentleman isn't Lord Len's subordinate. To be precise, he's actually Lord Len's true partner."

"Oh? Interesting."

Pusser stood up with a smile.

The concept of Lunn's partner is rather vague.

However, someone who could make decisions for Lenn and assign Lenn's confidants to host a banquet for him is probably still waiting for him at Lenn's house right now.

It is no ordinary creature.

Curiosity had compelled Pusser to quickly unveil the mystery of this enigmatic figure.

As for why "this gentleman" wanted to see him before Lenn returned, his motives are also worth exploring.

Chloeux left her seat and walked to the door.

"Mr. Pusser, this way please."

……

A few minutes later.

Pusser followed Chloeux to a heavy door on the top floor of the mansion.

Even without opening the door, you can sense that this room is unusual.

It's likely that only Lenn can use it normally.

"Sir, the guest has been delivered to you."

Chloeux knocked lightly on the door twice and said.

"Thank you."

Only a thank you was heard from inside the door, and there was no further response.

Chloeux nodded to Pusser and then politely took his leave.

Clearly, the "one" in the room doesn't need Chloeux at this moment.

Pusser looked the door over in his eyes.

Even through the door, he could use his magic to silently probe the general situation inside the room.

A languid man was leaning back on a sofa on the side of the room, simply sipping wine.

At the far end of the room, a human sat in an armchair behind a spacious desk, his back to the desk, seemingly just looking at the snow scene outside the window.

This was clearly the "gentleman" whom Chloekes respected so much.

Two maids stood quietly beside him; one had low magical power, while the other seemed very strong, but was in a weak state.

The key point is not whether they are strong or weak.

Instead.

They are all demons!

Even before he had met the "gentleman" that the agent Lenn had mentioned, Pusser had to admit that he had already developed a strong interest in him.

Despite being a human, he can sit openly in the Lunn mansion with two demon maids!

Pusser was quite certain that he had never seen a human of this status!

"Squeak..."

Pusser didn't keep the people in the room waiting long. He quickly pushed open the door, wanting to see this strange person.

next second.

Pusser was greeted by a spacious room dominated by dark brown tones, resembling a combination of a living room and an office.

The dim yet soft lighting created a somewhat noisy and intoxicating atmosphere.

The person in the main seat did not immediately turn around when Pusser arrived.

It has a very imposing presence.

But Pusser didn't mind, because he believed that this human was worth the price.

As soon as Pusser entered the room, he quickly noticed two maids standing on either side of the main seat.

The timid-looking silver-haired maid on the left is nothing special; she's just a succubus disguised as a human, and can be described as very weak.

But the gray-haired, cold-faced maid on the right.

The instant Pusser saw and confirmed her appearance.

Their steps froze.

His pupils contracted uncontrollably!

He even doubted for a moment whether he was hallucinating!

Pusser was all too familiar with this guy's appearance!

Talomatti – the missing commander of the Ninth Army.

She's actually here, working as a maid for this human?!

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Pusser immediately used his magic to verify the authenticity of the gray-haired maid.

Without a doubt, she is Talomatti!

Talomatti also seemed to have noticed Pusser, this old demon.

However, Talomatti and Pusser's relationship was clearly not very good.

He only glanced at Pusser briefly before looking away.

Talomatti, standing near the chair, seemed to be killing time.

They may be forced to operate.

However, she didn't resist much.

"you......"

Pusser pointed at Talomatti, still looking incredulous.

The fact that the missing commander of the Ninth Army of the Demon Realm was living peacefully among humans was not enough to shock Pusser so much.

What truly shocked him was Talomatti's outfit!

Pusser knew Talomatti's personality—

Although this female demon appears to be rational, she is incredibly arrogant at heart.

No one can change her will if she doesn't want to do something.

Even the Demon King wouldn't allow her to wear a maid outfit!

However, Talomatti doesn't seem to dislike the human in the chair.

On the contrary, there was a Talotmatti-like closeness to him! The atmosphere was exceptionally harmonious.

Pusser's gaze turned incredibly serious as he looked back at the back of the chair.

He realized it.

What I am about to see.

He must be an extraordinary figure beyond imagination.

However, Pusser quickly stopped making a sound, realizing that there were other guests in the room who had arrived before him.

A man with pear-colored hair was sitting on the sofa on the side of the room.

The next second, the man with pear-wood-colored hair started talking to himself.

"His Excellency the Bishop said that in order to seek justice, I have no choice but to ask for your help."

The man with pear-colored hair had his hair hanging down in front of his face, and he looked drunk and very depressed.

He paid no attention to Pusser who came into the room.

It seemed that he had already been talking with the person in the main seat long before Pusser arrived.

Why didn't you come to see me before you went to see Lenn?

The man in the seat never turned around, and his voice was somewhat hoarse.

His posture of answering with his back turned suggests that he was not able to see the true face of the person in the main seat based solely on the identity of the man with the pear-wood hair.

"What do you want me to do? Just tell me what you need, but please, you must help me with this."

The man with pear-wood-colored hair pleaded with extreme humility.

"How can I help you?"

"That's what the person in the main seat asked."

Despite his cold voice, he was already being lenient with the man with pear-colored hair.

The man with pear-colored hair put down his wine glass, walked to the side of the chair, leaned down, and whispered in the ear of the person in the main seat.

Pusser, who was inside the room, couldn't quite hear what they were saying, but he became increasingly curious about the identity of the man with the pear-wood hair.

The fact that the man with the pear-wood hair could meet the important figure in the main seat and even get so close to him without arousing his displeasure suggests that he must be someone of considerable importance!

Although Pusser couldn't see the man's full features from this angle in the dimly lit room, he could make a guess based on the color of his hair and the recent situation on the northern border of the Holy Kingdom.

Perhaps this man, bowing and scraping before the person in charge, is an important figure in the intelligence gathered by their First Army Group—

Morpheus, a business tycoon who has risen to prominence in the Holy Land in the past decade, and also a renowned philanthropist in the Holy Land!

Even as a teenager, Morpes had already displayed his extraordinary business acumen in the southern part of the Holy Land.

Later, when the war between the Demon Realm and the Holy Kingdom began, compared to many unscrupulous merchants who took advantage of the chaos to make a fortune, Morpes instead promoted financial reforms and accumulated goodwill, did his best to solve the problem of low efficiency in the circulation of currency and goods between the North and South, and provided long-term, selfless assistance to the northern border front.