Chapter 155. One Chicken a Week (3)

Count Piemonte met with me, but he had a slightly bewildered expression.

Well, we had no interaction besides belonging to the same Duke Visconti faction.

He must be flustered that I suddenly asked to meet and discuss important business.

But it would also be awkward to flatly refuse a request from Duke Visconti's granddaughter's husband.

'Since I came suddenly, it's right for me to be a bit humble.'

"Thank you so much for making time in your busy schedule despite my sudden request to meet, Your Excellency."

As I took a somewhat humble approach, the Count's expression softened a bit.

They say you can't spit on a smiling face.

It seemed his mood improved a lot because I apologized politely.

But since we'll be discussing important matters, I should apply some lubricant to help the conversation flow smoothly, right...