Chapter 86

I overdid it with the role of the adopted daughter. In Chapter 086, a well-dressed couple bowed politely.

"Welcome to the Louis Barton store. As a guest of Prince Serphon, we will serve you with the utmost care."

"Welcome to the Louis Barton store. As a guest of Prince Serphon, we will serve you with the utmost care."

They looked very similar.

They seemed to be twins.

Serphon smiled and replied.

"Thank you. Could you please show me around?"

His demeanor was as graceful and composed as that of a noble's son.

From the looks of it, the store's staff didn't seem to dislike Serphon.

The absurd scene unfolded there.

Viola couldn't help but burst out laughing.

'What is this?'

It was too obvious.

The female staff member who had just bowed looked at Serphon with an unusual gaze.

I'm in love.

Her eyes and attitude fervently claimed as much.

'If it's this obvious, it would be strange not to notice.'

Indeed, he was the world's greatest playboy.

Viola couldn't take her eyes off Serphon.

'He just brushed past her hand, didn't he?'

It was like the sleight of hand of a con artist.

Without anyone noticing, he had brushed past her hand very slightly.

The female staff member even smiled slightly, seemingly pleased.

'They sure know how to play.'

I bet there are more than ten women like this for Serphon. I'd bet on a strawberry ade.

Ersa seemed to have noticed the scene as well.

After all, if I saw it, Ersa couldn't have missed it.

Does Serphon know?

That even with my quick and stealthy hand movements, I can't escape the keen eyes of a demon hunter.

'Anyway, they said this is a famous luxury store... It's truly impressive.'

The most eye-catching items in the store were the luxurious bags.

There were bags of various colors and designs, numbering at least a hundred.

On the opposite side, there were swords adorned with jewels, which seemed more for display or ceremonial use rather than practical combat.

So many.

Hera said,

"I don't want to give my brother something from the general display."

Serphon looked at Hera, slightly surprised.

"These are works of art crafted with great effort by the skilled artisans of the Louis Barton family, even though they are publicly displayed."

"Is that so?"

Hera smiled meaningfully.

"I heard that the production costs have been significantly reduced. I see it as a good thing that more people can experience the craftsmanship of the Louis Barton family."

"..."

"However, some criticize it for turning luxury items into mass-produced goods."

In the past, all luxury items were handmade by skilled artisans.

However, recent luxury items have also been mass-produced through a series of processes.

This has improved accessibility, but it has also led to criticism from those who truly appreciate luxury items.

"I'm not questioning the spirit of the Louis Barton artisans. I would like to see something other than what is displayed."

"Eleventh Lady, it seems you already have something in mind?"

Contempt flashed in Serphon's eyes.

It was as if he was thinking, 'What does a barbarian like you know?'

His gaze was so blatant that Viola and Hera could easily read it.

Hera continued without showing any displeasure.

"I would like to see the works of Chief Designer Carlo."

"Chief Designer Carlo?"

Serphon, who was usually so composed, flinched.

"That is..."

"Is it an impossible request, even with the authority of a prince?"

Serphon laughed.

Although he laughed casually, his fingertips were trembling.

'What a barbarian, lacking even common sense!'

To dare mention the name of Chief Designer Carlo.

He was the most famous and authoritative designer in the family.

'Without the proper discernment, you're asking for a pearl necklace on a pig's neck.

Luxury items should be in the hands of those who can appreciate their value.

Serphon thought.

The Bellato family was not suitable for luxury items.

'How can I phrase it nicely so that she gives up on her own?'

He couldn't turn her away.

No matter how barbaric the Bellato family was, a duke was still a duke.

He couldn't just let her meet Chief Designer Carlo, but he also couldn't say it was beyond his authority.

'If I say no here...

Lady Ersa will be disappointed.'

Whether he knew it or not, Hera continued smoothly.

"I came here specifically to see the personal works of Chief Designer Carlo."

"To see the works of Chief Designer Carlo, a reservation is required at least six months in advance..."

Serphon, who had been momentarily flustered, regained his composure.

To see the works of Chief Designer Carlo, a reservation is required at least six months in advance.

He said it with a look of great regret.

"Is there a reservation?"

He doesn't accept reservations from just anyone.

He's a very picky person.

"Yes."

There's no way there could be a reservation... Huh?

Serphon doubted his own ears.

"Did you say there is a reservation?"

Chief Designer Carlo was known for his high standards.

He was a person who wouldn't easily move even at the command of the head of the Louis Barton family.

'They said the Bellato family are barbarians!'

To lie about something like this.

'There are no reservations made in the name of Bellato.'

He frowned.

'This young lady is lying without batting an eye.'

She was incredibly audacious.

To lie and mention Chief Designer Carlo, of all people...

A designer no one in the family dared to treat casually.

He was also Serphon's childhood teacher, and Serphon still feared him.

But Hera continued.

"Yes. It is guaranteed by the seal of the Lord of Winter City, Heron Bellato."

She pulled out an invitation from her pocket.

"It should be reserved under the name of Lord Keros of the Terra Guild."

"Excuse me... What is your relationship with Lord Keros of the Terra Guild?"

Serphon's voice became more serious.

The Terra Guild was a rapidly growing major guild on the continent.

It already had more than half of the distribution business in the northern part of the continent and was rapidly expanding its influence, earning the nickname "the holy land of distribution."

In terms of the scale of assets it managed, it even surpassed the Louis Barton family, but little was known about the identity of the guild master.

"He is my direct servant."

"..."

Serphon doubted his ears.

A direct servant is the guild master?

That means he has an employer?

"I hired Lord Keros and gave him the position of guild master."

"..."

Viola felt a sense of security.

It was a good decision to get close to Hera.

'Sure enough, my rich sister!'

I'm realizing this more and more by being with Hera.

A rich sister is a good sister.

"So, are you saying that Lady Hera is the actual owner of the Terra Guild?"

"Is there a reason why not?"

Serphon looked back and forth between the invitation and Hera's face, dumbfounded.

It was unbelievable.

If that was the case, the holy land of the Terra Guild was ultimately owned by the Bellato family.

At that moment, a magic circle appeared on the wall.

The building appeared to be three stories from the outside.

However, there was another space here.

It was a secret space hidden by magic, a private space for VVIPs.

The people of the Louis Barton family referred to this space as the "fourth floor."

The magic circle that had just appeared on the wall was connected to the fourth floor.

Thud!

Someone rushed down hurriedly.

A man with a half-shaved head and a long white beard that reached his chest.

"Lady Hera!"

The elder of the Louis Barton family,

Chief Designer Carlo.

"How could you come without any notice? If you had informed me in advance, I would have come to greet you myself! Oh dear."

"It's fine. Prince Serphon guided me well."

"Oh! Prince Serphon, you did?"

His usually troublesome second son?

To be so commendable!

What made this rascal do something so commendable!

Relief flashed in Carlo's eyes.

Hera continued slowly.

"Yes. He called me the Eleventh Lady."

"The Eleventh Lady?"

Chief Designer Carlo doubted his own ears.

The Eleventh Lady.

The flower that blooms for eleven days and then withers?

He looked at Prince Serphon with a bewildered expression.

"A, ahaha!"

He had to salvage the situation somehow.

"Prince Serphon must have confused you with the Simil flower, a beautiful flower from the Eastern Continent."

Hera smiled.

Relieved by her smile, Carlo continued.

"Did you have any inconvenience on your way here?"

"No, thanks to Prince Serphon."

"Prince Serphon did a good job."

"One thing, though, I was a bit disappointed."

"Disappointed...?"

Hera pulled out a wheelchair from the hidden space.

Only then did Carlo notice something was off.

It was unusual for Hera to be carried by a butler instead of using the wheelchair.

"The wheelchair you gave me couldn't pass through the Gold Road, which was disappointing."

Carlo's forehead and scalp turned bright red.

It seemed as if steam was rising from his ears.

Carlo's face turned bright red, and Serphon's face turned ashen.

Hera, undeterred, showed her Bellato side.

Once she bit, she would not let go.

That's how she was taught and how she lived.

"Does Chief Designer Carlo think my beauty lasts only ten days?"

The smile disappeared from Hera's face.

Viola's face also turned ashen, though no one noticed.