The Court Jester Joined as the MC

The day after the preliminary rounds ended, the court jester came to visit.

He was flamboyant when he entered Maison Montbel's reception room.

It wasn't only his clothes that were flamboyant; even his movements were.

From the moment he opened the door and walked in, he seemed like someone who calculated the angle of his body, the direction of his gaze, and the position of his fingertips.

He wasn't wearing a hat, but his hair was brushed back so it would be clearly visible onstage, and while his smile was gentle, his eyes read people with remarkable speed.

He bowed politely as soon as he entered.

“Baronet Kyle Pratt, Count Montbel. My name is Lucien Bell, a court jester in charge of hosting imperial events.”

“I’m not a baronet yet, but I’m Kyle Pratt.”

“I hear you’ll be one soon. It’s best to get used to saying it in advance, so you won’t make a mistake later.”

This one was no pushover either...