“Master... What’s the point of pretending to be a subordinate to approach that reporter?”
In the castellan’s room, a middle-aged man who looked like a butler poured a cup of black tea for the bubble gum on the table and asked.
“What’s The Big Deal?”The bubble gum on the table smiled. “Anyway, the people here all look like bubble gum, and she can’t recognize them...”
The Butler sighed and looked at Elizabeth’s current mistress. For a moment, he didn’t know what to say.
As a noble among the twelve knights, this mistress didn’t look like a noble since she was young. Her thoughts were out of control and she didn’t follow the traditions. But now, it seemed that it wasn’t a bad thing.