Chapter 12: Im the Only One in a Different Genre (1)
“It’s a pleasure to meet you again, My Duchess.”
“Fufu-. I’m flattered you think so. Shall we all take a seat?”
As Lumia took her seat at the head, the others followed suit.
I had a rough idea as to why she had singled me out with this greeting.
It was an attempt to give me hope.
Perhaps, she thought that by doing so, my desire for victory would be reignited.
All things considered, it wasn’t a bad strategy if her target still harbored some ambition for this contest, unfortunately, she was sorely mistaken about my intentions.
Deron smiled at me and said.
“Haha-. To think that you were acquaintanced with the Grand Duchess herself, Lord Elden! You should have informed us about this, shouldn’t you?”
A tone filled with reproach.
And words dripping with poison.