Because of that, Fredella completely ignored the conversation with the commander, who had just arrived. Even so, she still tried to talk to her.
"Please forgive me Fredella sama, if I may ask who is this boy with you?. "
Uh, he thinks I'm a kid. I'm 20 years old, sir. Call me Onii san or something.
Even so, Fredella's face suddenly began to show an air of hostility towards that person.
The mustachioed general saw that and started walking backward unconsciously.
Watching Fredella intimidate that person is an interesting pastime. It's just that that's not what I came here for.
I approached Fredella and patted her on the shoulder.
As if realizing what I meant, a few moments later, Fredella began to calm down again.
She started talking to the person.
"He is my personal secretary, then why do you call him a boy? "
Even though it should be me who is angry, Fredella has represented it for me. Good job, princess.
