Kuro-sama, I've been waiting for you!"
The manager met me with sweet voice.
Today she's not dressed in her usual sharp director-style dress, but a refined-looking normal noble daughter dress.
It's similar to the dress that an earl daughter was boasting in the tea party yesterday.
Confirming it, it seems to be made from the same workshop.
The price is unreasonable at 30 gold coins, but that's probably not much considering the manager's yearly income.
"Now! Let's go!"
"Please wait--"
Tifaliza's wise voice stops the manager who was going to link her arms wrapped in white gloves to mine.
"--Manager, you forget to report the information from the prime minister."
"I-I know."
Under the ice-like gaze of Tifaliza, the manager clears her throat with a cough.
"I was going to report it once we settle down in the noble seats of the auction hall."
"In truth, you forgot about since you could go on a date with Kuro-sama right?"
An executive girl who appeared from the room's entrance teased the manager who was making an excuse.
When the manager sent a sharp glance to her, she went to the finance room next door while saying, "scary scary."
The manager looks embarrassed with a red face.
....Sheesh.
We're going to the battlefield (auction), and yet there's not enough seriousness.
"Do that after you've completed your duty."
"Y-yes! I'll serve with my whole heart!"
For some reason, the manager's face is blushing harder than earlier even though I scolded her.
It seems she questionably misunderstood the [Duty] part.
"Kuro-sama, forgive me for my audacity, but allow me to report myself. Last night, the prime minister--"
Without giving the manager the chance to speak, Tifaliza smoothly tells me about the prophecy.
She even told me about the interpretation of the prophecy and who told what.
Unfortunately, there's no new information it seems.
After thanking Tifaliza, I head toward the auction hall with the manager.
The executives in charge of the auction should be waiting in the meeting place already.