"Thank you, Lord, for your generous invitation. However, the matter has arisen suddenly, and we have not prepared gifts. May we be granted half a day's grace to make preparations?" the half-person chief employed a delaying tactic.
"Fine, at noon today, I'll be waiting for you in the manor with a banquet prepared. We'll meet again then," Gaven agreed readily and then turned and left briskly.
As he walked, he pondered if any of his subordinates were suitable for diplomatic duties.
Surely he couldn't always attend to such matters personally in the future.
But after some thought, he couldn't come up with anyone.
Since taking over Weizemay Manor, he seemed to have acquired quite a few subordinates, but upon closer inspection, none were actually normal.
The only presentable one was the maiden priestess Anna, but her nature was too naive and unsuitable for this kind of work.
Well, he could only take it one step at a time.
