What Do You Mean There Are Other Transmigrators In My Harem Fantasy?

Chapter 967: The Hypocrite

Chapter 967: The Hypocrite

At this point, I'm surprised that Unerolia hasn't cut him down yet from the frustration of having to deal with him.

I could at least tell that she really wanted to do it since her hand had shifted to rest on the pommel of her sword and gripping it tightly.

Unerolia sucked in a deep breath before she continued, "Fine then, let's arrange a meeting with your guests for dinner. But for now, we can continue the questioning inside the castle."

He smiled at her, "Oh! In that case could I trouble you to come back later? I will need some time to prepare, you see. And I did come back from a long journey so I would need to have a bath first. How does lunch time sound?"

Unerolia growled, "No. We're doing it right now."

He looked down at himself, "But I'm still in travel clothes you know? And I'm still dirty too. I don't want to be leaving dirt all around my castle."

Unerolia shot him a look, "Don't you mean, 'my' castle?"

"Ah, yes. Of course, of course. My mistake. So anyway, I'll go take a bath first, ok?"

Unerolia slammed her foot on the ground hard enough to cause a crack, the action causing the Ragnus guy to recoil back in surprise.

"I am not going to wait for you to finish a bath before attending to me. Esmeral!"

Her secretary slave went over to her while hugging several files and presented the first one from the top over to her.

Unerolia flipped open the file and glared at him, "The taxes you have collected do not match up with the amount that you have sent. Why?"

He looked genuinely confused, "Huh? What do you mean?"

"Last month, there was a discrepancy of ten thousand Creas between what was collected and what was sent. Why?"