I Became the Male Lead’s Adopted Daughter

Carnis had a kind and gentle impression, but he too was the head of a noble house and the master of a powerful trading guild.

If it meant securing profit or achieving a goal, he would act without hesitation.

“The reindeer leather produced by House Kerata is of exceptional quality. And the tea sets from House Bosgruni are just so charming. Northern goods really are of such high quality—they’re the breadwinners of our guild.”

Abipher showered praise on the specialty products made in the North, one by one.

Her approach solidified the contractual ties between the guild and the various noble houses.

Carnis was the whip, and Abipher was the carrot.

Some might find this dynamic surprising, but to Ferio, who knew both of them well, the division of roles was perfectly natural.

“...If you’ll excuse me for a moment.”

Ferio stepped away, leaving the Count and Countess Rinne to converse comfortably with others.

Then, he walked toward the sly old snake who had surely been waiting for him the entire tea party.

“Marquis of Pardus.”

“Duke!”