The Count's attendant was a High Knight.
His level was LV40.
His average attribute values were over 900.
He possessed a LV5 Appraisal skill.
In the human race, he could be considered a high-level combat unit.
He originally thought that even if he rashly used Appraisal on a Mage, it wouldn't cause much of a consequence, but this time he was careless.
Or rather, he had been a frog in a well.
He didn't expect this Mage to be so powerful.
The moment he used the skill,
a chill instantly washed over him.
"Argh!"
The skills displayed were a wall of question marks.
Immediately afterward, both of his eyes were petrified.
In but a fleeting moment, he had already become a cripple.
However, it wasn't as if he hadn't obtained any information at all.
"Take him down to rest!"
"Wait, Master, this..."
He handed the Appraisal paper to his master's hand.
On it was displayed the information of those two maids.
According to the results of the Appraisal.
Those maids were Familiars.
And they were Familiars with attribute values as high as over 300.
Furthermore, their level was only Lv 10.
To possess attribute values of over 300 at Lv 10.
One could see the potential of these Familiars.
It was also enough to prove the strength of that mage!
"...To think it's like this."
The Count looked at the numerical values displayed on the Appraisal paper.
He exclaimed in a low voice.
"I understand, you did well. Go down and rest properly for now; I will do my utmost to heal you."
The Count had people take the knight away.
Clutching the Appraisal paper in his hand, he glanced at that mage sitting in the outer seats with a complicated mood.
For such a powerful mage to come uninvited.
He truly didn't know if it was a blessing or a curse.
He gave a fierce glare at that father-piting brat.
Although he knew this brat hadn't done it on purpose, the person was ultimately brought in by this fellow.
"Father."
The Second Young Master felt a bit afraid, and at this moment, the Marquis's daughter reached out and grasped his palm.
This young lady seemed to have seen through some things, and with such a gesture, she indicated she would support the Second Young Master.
It was also a way of telling the Count that if there was a need, she could ask for help from the Marquis's side.
Facing the sudden Appraisal, Tsukasa instinctively used her Evil Eye, petrifying that fellow who had launched a sneak attack on her.
Only then did she notice that the one who attacked her was actually one of the Count's people.
"No way? Did I just mess things up just like that?"
Tsukasa silently put a piece of cake into her mouth.
It was now time for post-meal dessert.
She saw the knight being led away while clutching his eyes and thought in her heart about how she should handle this matter later.
But this shouldn't be blamed on her, right?
Using Appraisal on others is inherently an act of invading privacy.
If it goes unnoticed, then fine, but if discovered, it's perfectly normal to be beaten to death.
Only having his eyes petrified to this extent could already be considered light as far as punishment goes.
However, nobles might not necessarily listen to such reasoning from her.
"Could it be that I've been in the city for less than a day and I'm already going to fight with the lord here?"
A little person in Tsukasa's mind let out an incomparably depressed sigh.
This was a very likely possibility.
After all, she had come uninvited; she might be misunderstood as having come specifically to cause trouble.
But heaven and earth be my witness, she really didn't come to cause trouble.
At most, she came to sponge a meal.
Even if she also came to gather intelligence.
But she had no intention of doing anything bad.
She was just thinking about finding a business partner.
And this choice of person had nothing to do with the Count.
In short, this matter was truly quite helpless.
If she possessed a certain level of social skills, perhaps this kind of thing wouldn't have happened.
She took a spoonful of cake.
Forget it, soldiers to block, water to earth-cover—deal with it as it comes.
The Shadow Demon Maid returned at this time carrying fruit.
As the banquet guests had all arrived.
The main theme finally began.
"I thank you all for coming today at my invitation."
Although the Count was wary of the mage on the outskirts.
He still allowed the banquet to continue.
He didn't make a scene about what had just happened.
He even suppressed the recent incident, not letting many people know about it.
He announced to all the guests without showing any emotion.
"Today is my son's engagement banquet."
The Marquis's daughter had a joyful face as she pulled the Second Young Master, who seemed not to have come to his senses yet, onto the stage to undergo the ceremony. The people below clapped in welcome. A Priest at this time stood in the host's position holding a thick dictionary, waiting for the two of them.
This person was a Priest of the Divine Word Cult.
For the Count to have actually invited this Priest to be the witness for this ceremony, one could see the importance he placed on this engagement.
No accidents occurred during the engagement ceremony.
The Marquis's daughter was very satisfied with the Second Young Master, and the Second Young Master also didn't have the slightest dissatisfaction.
Throughout the entire ceremony, only the Eldest Young Master on the side had a face written all over with unhappiness.
In this world, the inheritance of a title is generally passed to the eldest son.
But now that the Second Young Master had obtained the support of the Marquis's daughter, it was very likely he would seize the title from the Eldest Young Master next.
However, in this setting, he also didn't dare to flare up.
The Count looked at that eldest son who couldn't be propped up.
Then he looked toward that mage with vigilance.
He was very suspicious of her intent in coming.
After all, this timing was really too coincidental, wasn't it?
The Count had no choice but to raise his guard.
He had even thought about what price to pay to see this mage off, and had thought about how to handle the matters of his two heirs.
This is the power brought by strength.
Even if Tsukasa did nothing.
The Count still had to be wary of her intent.
He even prepared to take the initiative to offer gifts and respect.
"I've eaten and drunk my fill, I should probably withdraw."
Tsukasa looked at the nobles around her who were starting to form various circles to communicate. The adults were basically taking this opportunity to build networks, while the younger generation followed the Second Young Master and the Marquis's daughter in dancing at the ball. One could see many noble young masters looking for targets, inviting them to enter the dance floor together.
This occasion was no longer suitable for her.
She could notice that quite a few gazes were sizing her up.
These were filled with complex thoughts.
Some people might have noticed what happened just now.
Others simply admired the beauty of her appearance.
But she didn't take these things much to heart.
The reason she wanted to withdraw was just because she felt unsuited to this kind of occasion, plus she had already eaten her fill.
"The target has already been chosen, there's no more meaning in staying here."
She also didn't care what the Count would do next.
At worst, it would just be a fight.
In any case, up until now, the Count's side had no combat power that could threaten her.
Thinking of this.
Tsukasa then led her maids toward the outside.
Just then.
The Count's butler called out anxiously: "My lady, please stay your steps!"
Tsukasa stopped, somewhat puzzled.
They aren't planning to make a move on her at this time, are they?
It wasn't that she looked down on them, but rather they truly had nothing that could make her look up to them.
If they were to make a move now.
She really could easily manage to bury everyone here in a sea of fire.
"My lady, the Count requests your presence."
The attitude shown by the butler was very respectful.
It seemed it wasn't a plan to start a war.
But who could say for sure?
Tsukasa highly suspected this might be the opponent's scheme.
Perhaps they intended to use a delaying tactic on her.
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