Duke's wife

Chapter 91

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Chapter 91
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The Duke of Alberton laughed aloud and said to Belial:

"Belial, send a letter to the Imperial Palace right now."

"Good. What are you going to send?"

"Just ask for an audience. Oh, and make sure the crown prince is present at the event."

"Tsk, I got it. Gregory! It's time for you to step up!"

At the Duke of Alberton's instructions, Belial clicked his tongue in annoyance and took Gregory, the white owl, out of the cage in the corner of the secret room. Then the white owl sped up and landed on Belial's shoulder.

Belial stroked Gregory's round head and waved his index finger in the air. Then a piece of parchment and a quill appeared, and they moved as if they were dancing and wrote letters.

Moments earlier, when the letter had been completed, as the Duke of Alberton had said, with a request for an audience and a request for the Crown Prince to be present, the quill disappeared of course, and the parchment rolled up into a ball and flew in front of Gregory.

Belial tied the letter with a small ribbon, sealed it tightly, tied it at Gregory's feet, and opened the window. As soon as the window opened, the Duke of Alberton looked at Gregory as he flew away, as if he had been waiting for it, and then turned around.

Afterwards, as he walked out of the secret room, he said to Belial, who was leaning against the window where Gregory had flown away.

"Well done. Well, I'll get on my way. I have to get ready to go to the Imperial Palace tomorrow."

"Yes. Farewell, human friend."

"I'll go to the Imperial Palace tomorrow to discuss future matters."

"Let's also talk about the terms of our contract."

With that, the Duke of Alberton, who was leaving the Chamber of Secrets, came to a halt. Belial smiled at him and continued.

"Don't forget, I'm only helping you because of my contract with you."

"...... I know."

"You know? The moment I break my contract, I don't know how I'm going to come out."

"Yes."

At Belial's chilling threat, the Duke of Alberton turned his head and replied nervously: Belial smiled with satisfaction after receiving two reaffirmations.

"That's it. Take care of yourself tomorrow."

The Duke of Alberton glared for a moment at Belial, who waved at him like an innocent child, and then roughly closed the door to the Chamber of Secrets and stepped out into his study.

"......."

As if the rough shutting of the door was not enough to relieve his anger, the Duke of Alberton, who had been staring at the secret door of the study for a while, immediately let out a short sigh and wandered about in the study.

'Damn it, it's too much to rush! I was just about to feel good that my troubles had been resolved!'

The Duke of Alberton writhed and kicked the books that littered the floor. After repeating this a few times, my anger subsided and I felt better.

The Duke of Alberton took a long, deep breath and tried to get a pleasant thought into his mind. Yes, for example, the face of the emperor or the face of the crown prince who will have an audience tomorrow.