Undercover Infiltration Duchess

ssured.
Of course, it was meant to be.
He had to block the hard guys from looking at his lovely wife.

Ignorant of Edmond’s innermost thoughts, Ezet wore the same achromatic costume and leaned her head against Edmond’s chest, thinking that she looked so different.

“Okay, let’s go.”

***

Four outer castles are located beyond the Inner Palace’s high walls, where the Emperor and Empress stay.

Among them were high-ranking aristocrats from the empire invited to the banquet stay in the Eastern Outer Palace.

On the fifth floor, which is the top, people from the northern Marquis Spencer’s family are staying, and the 4th floor houses the Marquis of Bath, the most influential couple in the capital.

And while staying on the third floor, he gave a room to Count Harrington and his wife, Count Devon, the great family in the west.

Ezet visited the Palace to inquire after the two wives who were unconscious in an accident in the basement of the Empress’s palace the previous day.

“Edmond, which side should I visit first?”

“The elder is Marquis of Bath, but the big shot is on the side of Count Devon.
If you go up and overpower Countess Devon first, you can easily defeat the other one.”

“No, I’m not going to fight.”

Ezet patted Edmond on the shoulder, denying in a whisper.

“Edmond, don’t be rude to other ladies.”

“If they’re polite to you, I will.”

“That’s what you’re saying….”

Ezet murmured embarrassingly.

“I don’t think it’s because men are weak to beauty.”

“Beauty?”

“Countess Devon, she’s a charming woman.”

“Is that so?”

Edmond’s words were a mild question, not a rebuttal.
As if he had learned something he didn’t know.

“Don’t you think Edmond is? Countess Devon is tall and has gorgeous platinum hair.”

“I didn’t know that.
You’re very observant, Milady.”

“Are you kidding me? You can see the height and the color of my hair.”

“I’m not interested in girls other than you.”

He didn’t remember the appearance.

Edmond calmly added that…

It was.
Edmond was not interested in the appearance of a woman.
No, it wasn’t a woman; it was for everyone.

The only person that Edmond, a mercenary, needs to remember is the face of the client who will visit after the mission and receive the money.
Even that was forgotten when the deal was over.

There are only two types of people in the world who are approaching them, those who should be wary of them and those who pass by them.
There was no reason to remember a person’s face one by one, whether they were wary or ignored anyway.

The habit became somewhat worse after becoming Duke of Jaxen.
Even if they stay still, he has no reason to remember their face and name because the other side introduces themselves.

“Edmond, the Countess of Devon, is a western man.
You have to be polite.”

“There’s always the courtesy of dealing with nobles.
I won’t make a mistake, so don’t worry.”

Edmond, who kissed Ezet tenderly in the eye, dropped her off in front of Countess Devon’s door.

Her back was a little sore, but she could walk.
Ezet fixed her clothes and stood upright.