I won't pick up the trash i threw away again

Chapter-83

On their way back to their room after dinner, Marquis Azef asked Diane.

"Is that lady the one you said was on your mind?"

Diane nodded instead of answering.

Marquis Azef stroked his chin.

"Hmm, she doesn't look that way."

"You don't have the eye for it, uncle."

"Look at what this brat says."

Marquis Azef clicked his tongue.

"If that lady was on your mind, why did you ask her if she's going to attend the meeting? It would be more beneficial for us if she didn't attend."

"Then, it wouldn't be fun."

Diane, who arrived in front of her room, turned around with a mischievous smile.

"I've been preparing for a long time, so if it's one-sided, it wouldn't be fun. Wouldn't it be nice to have at least one obstacle?"

"Obstacle... Is she at that level?"

"I don't know yet."

Diane opened the door and continued.

"We'll see tomorrow whether she'll stop only as an obstacle or become a huge rock that blocks our way."

According to the schedule, the meeting was scheduled for the following Wednesday at 2 p.m.

I checked the schedule from time to time in case Marquis Valdir did another strange trick.

At the same time, I also prepared for the meeting diligently.

I made a plan while organizing the data I had.

I didn't know about the others, but Diane was definitely a formidable person.

I have to make a thorough plan.

Because if she sees even a little gap, she will bite me right away.

I reviewed and revised the plan considering the number of cases.

Finally, with the completed plan, I visited Marquis Hutton's butler.

"Can I use the magic messenger bird?"

"What do you need it for, My Lady?"

"I want to contact His Majesty."

"I have to ask Master first, so will you wait in your room?"

"Of course."

How long do I have to wait for him to come to my room?

After a while, the butler brought the magic messenger bird.

"More people used it than I thought, so it didn't charge much. The wizard said you could use it for about ten minutes."

Ten minutes is a bit tight, but it can't be helped.

I nodded and took the messenger bird.

"Thank you."

"When you're done, you can return it to me through the maid."

"I'll do that."

"Then I will get going."

The butler politely bowed and left.

I put the messenger bird on the table and turned the spring.

The bird's yellow beak moved up and down and spit out words.

[This is the Imperial Palace Communication Department. Please indicate your identity and affiliation.]

"I'm Leila Thebesa, the aide of His Majesty the Emperor. I would like to contact His Majesty."