12. You’re performing in this scene.

The beginning of this so-called council meeting was determined by the words of the “protagonist”—Lord Glamorgan II, the son of the Earl of Glamorgan, who was utterly arrogant. Glamorgan Castle currently had no lord, as the queen had previously informed me, but this young master seemed to have completely forgotten that fact. Just by sitting in the elevated position, his demeanor seemed to scream: I am the boss here.

In the next moment, he pushed aside the maids on either side, his gaze sweeping over me, the unremarkable “extra,” without pausing, and as expected, it landed on Miss Iris.

“Iris, didn’t you say you weren’t coming?”

Between the words, the attitude of Lord Glamorgan II was filled with condescending sarcasm and self-righteous “concern.” Clearly, Miss Iris, whom I was accompanying, had deliberately chosen a seat farthest from Lord Glamorgan II, yet he acted as if he were in a “lover’s quarrel,” kindly advising Iris not to be willful.

“What’s the matter? Realizing you’re useless without me, finally willing to admit your fault?”

At the same time, the script unfolded, and I began to understand why Lord Glamorgan II’s attitude towards Iris was so peculiar.

[Lord Glamorgan II had previously pursued Iris in vain, feeling frustrated and deliberately targeting her.]

Well, I didn’t expect your role in the script to be limited, yet you still wanted to play the domineering CEO. But speaking of which, this Iris is quite similar to the queen; it’s surprising that you, Lord II, had the guts to pursue her, and now you’re resorting to underhanded tactics because you failed.

“!”

In the face of such arrogance and self-imposed labels, the best approach was to ignore it. Since she was someone arranged by the queen, Iris surely wouldn’t be foolish enough not to understand this. However, what puzzled me was that aside from her resemblance to the queen, this young lady was completely the opposite in every other aspect—was she really that impatient?

“I have nothing to do with you! Don’t presume to treat me as your possession, Glamorgan!”

More concerned about her own identity than the current situation, Iris immediately paid the price for her quick tongue, turning an already unfavorable situation for her and me into an even tighter knot.

“Hmph, just because your family is a distant relative of the queen? You look like the queen and really think you’re her!?”

Most likely used to being arrogant, Lord Glamorgan II didn’t even take the queen seriously in his words. The other noble extras and merchants present either nodded submissively in agreement or pretended to persuade Lord Glamorgan II not to be angry. The best among them merely lowered their heads, feigning ignorance, clearly indicating that this so-called “council,” no, perhaps the entire Glamorgan Castle, was already under Lord Glamorgan II’s control.

Even though it had come to this point, the queen still needed me to “intervene.” Really, what kind of mischief was she up to this time?

Lord Glamorgan II’s attitude interrupted my thoughts; after all, he had already “begun.”

“Forget it, I have plenty of time to deal with your matters later; it doesn’t matter whether you come today or not.”

He cleared his throat, and I didn’t need to look at the script to understand: the most troublesome part of the queen’s “request for help” was about to arrive.

“Ladies and gentlemen, there are no issues with the governance of Glamorgan Castle this quarter, and there’s really no need for discussion. Instead, I have a proposal.”

“For a long time, Glamorgan Castle has had no lord, but has been governed collectively. This is merely because my father holds a count’s title in the imperial capital, which temporarily prevents me from inheriting his territory! Recently, I have also reached the age where I can advance as a noble, so… I hope you all can jointly support me in petitioning the Queen of the Great Ying Empire, allowing me to inherit the territory of Glamorgan Castle and the powers of its lord.”

As the queen had anticipated, Lord Glamorgan intended to monopolize the lordship here. The queen’s goal was also for me to help Iris stop this, and if possible, to turn the tables and help Iris rise to power. But this time… was the queen’s expectation of me a bit too far-fetched?

Because if this Miss Iris were a clever person, it would be one thing, but judging by the current situation, she was truly reckless and impulsive, comparable to a clumsy teammate, only adding to my troubles!

I hadn’t even figured out how to deal with it when Iris stood up indignantly to stop him!

“Wait, Glamorgan! Her Majesty the Queen said that Glamorgan Castle is governed collectively!”

“Ha, and so what?”

Faced with Iris’s somewhat juvenile and powerless rebuttal, Lord Glamorgan II laughed even more shamelessly. “Iris, don’t forget what this place is called; it’s called Glamorgan Castle, which is the territory of the Glamorgan family. Now that I’ve come of age, what’s wrong with inheriting it?”

“!”

“And stop using the queen as a shield; inheriting Glamorgan Castle is the expectation of everyone here. If you don’t believe me, just ask around!”

As if to show off, Lord Glamorgan II’s gaze swept around.

[Lord Glamorgan II had already conspired with the other extras!]

These extras, who had long been in cahoots, naturally chimed in.

“Indeed, this has always been Lord Glamorgan’s territory; there’s no controversy in inheriting it.”

“Miss Iris, you should stop arguing about these trivial matters.”

“Exactly, just take a moment to consider the situation…”

“But, but…” Caught in an already unfavorable position, and compounded by her own recklessness, Iris found herself at a loss for how to respond.

Meanwhile, Glamorgan II was becoming increasingly aggressive, adopting a demeanor reminiscent of a domineering CEO, threatening Iris, who was now flustered and anxious, with an air of superiority that made her feel even more cornered.

“And don’t forget, Iris, in a proper territory, there can’t be a second noble. That means once I inherit Glamorgan Castle, you’ll have to move out.”

【Glamorgan II is blackmailing Iris!】

“If you don’t want to be a noble without a land in a foreign place, then you better accept me and become mine. If you agree now, I might still consider it.”

“!”

The “queen’s appointed ally” beside me was on the verge of tears. At this point, I had no choice but to pay attention to the script.

【Iris, under duress… zzz…】

The script became momentarily unclear, but I didn’t think much of it; it was normal for the content to change suddenly. However, in the next moment, I indeed saw the dangerous turn of events.

【Iris reluctantly accepted Glamorgan II’s threat.】

No… wait, sister, you’re just giving in like that!?

I felt a wave of disbelief, but I also understood: my time to decide was running out!

I had originally wanted to be a cold observer, to see how this Miss Iris would resolve her predicament, but who would have thought she would be so naive, now even putting herself at risk? Regardless of how she acted, she was still someone the queen had arranged for. At this point, to avoid completely botching the “favor” the queen had entrusted to me, which could lead to her holding a grudge against me and refusing to provide clues about the fairy, I had no choice but to intervene.

“I…”

“Glamorgan II.”

I spoke up before Iris could make a move.

【Ogilvy was… zzz…】

The script was updating frequently; it was probably another death script, and I didn’t have time to deal with that.

Instead, I directly pushed Iris back into her seat and said coldly, “I’m not sure about your inheritance before, but from now on: you no longer qualify to inherit Glamorgan Castle.”

“Whether you end up in prison or not depends on how your father performs, and you’re still thinking of forcibly taking a girl?”

In any case, let’s rely on the script to resolve the troubles of the queen’s “ally”!