Watching the two men, who seemed to be getting along with surprising warmth, Count Billore clicked his tongue inwardly.

"What on earth is going on here? Why did Baron Fenris make such a request of me…?"

Whatever had transpired, rumors had spread so quickly that even the royal family had caught wind of it. A proposal had already been raised to verify Porisco’s qualifications as a "saint."

However, that proposal was swiftly denied by none other than Marquis Branford.

"There’s no way that greedy man is a saint. I hear it was Fenris Trading Company that distributed food in Porisco’s …