After some twists and turns, Tartaglia smoothly met Yuto, and of course, Furina, who was also in the office.
He knew very well that his goal this time was Yuto, not Furina, so... there was no need for him to communicate too much with Water God.
Tartaglia walked briskly to Yuto's desk. Before Yuto could speak, Tartaglia handed him the letter Skirk had given him.
"Assistant Officer, this is a letter my master asked me to give you. She said... the content inside might be helpful to you."
Perhaps influenced by Arlecchino's previous way of speaking, Yuto was somewhat surprised by Tartaglia's directness.
Although he had long anticipated Tartaglia's arrival, he truly didn't expect the key topic to be introduced so quickly.
After a brief moment of Stunned, Yuto took a slight breath, then took the letter, which was stained with a hint of Abyss aura, from Tartaglia's hand.
"Thank you for your trouble, Mr. Tartaglia."
Tartaglia waved his hands repeatedly upon hearing this, then said indifferently:
"No need to be so polite, Assistant Officer. Although I don't know how you and my master met, delivering a letter for her is what I, as her disciple, should do."
"Of course, if Assistant Officer really wants to thank me... can you fight me?"
Hearing this, Furina, who was quietly sifting through resumes on the side, suddenly looked up.
She didn't mishear, did she?
Does anyone really use "combat" as a form of thanks?!
However... when she thought carefully about the orange-haired man's performance during the Judgment... she felt relieved.
After all, he was the one who could stand in the accused's seat and declare war on Yuto, Mr. Neuvillette, Clorinde, and herself.
"A pure combat maniac."
Furina silently put a label on Tartaglia in her heart, then continued to sift through the resumes in her hand.
She knew very well that Tartaglia couldn't do anything to Yuto, which was why he was so composed.
Yuto, on the other hand, slightly raised his eyes, glanced at Tartaglia in front of him, then lowered his head again, and while opening the purple-black envelope with a paper cutter, he said:
"Given your current physical condition... it's probably difficult even to use "Demon King Armed," isn't it?"
"I know you like to grow through battle, but forcibly using Evil King Armament is not good for you, and..."
At this point, Yuto slightly raised his head, looking at the eager Tartaglia with some amusement, and continued:
"Do you really want to fight me? Have you forgotten how you fell last time?"
Tartaglia's expression stiffened upon hearing this, as if he remembered the broken floor of the Opera House and the Evil Eye shattered by a single sword strike, and his expression became somewhat abnormal for a moment.
But Tartaglia was Tartaglia after all; his passion for battle would not diminish simply because of a few words.
"That was me a month ago, not me now. How do you know I can't win without fighting?"
Hearing this, Yuto sighed slightly, then said:
"I understand now... you're really sticking to me, aren't you? How about this, I'll fight you when you're almost fully recovered, how about that?"
Tartaglia, who was originally planning to pester him for a while, heard this, and a different kind of light instantly burst forth in his blue eyes.
For him, fighting strong opponents was the most gratifying thing.
Although Yuto had previously knocked him to the ground with just one sword strike, this did not affect his fighting spirit.
"Okay, it's a deal. I'll come to Palais Mermonia to find you when I recover!"
Yuto shrugged indifferently, as if in response to him, and Tartaglia quickly walked out of Palais Mermonia upon seeing this.
The sooner he recovers, the sooner he can fight Yuto, and thus check the results of his training during this period.
After all... it would be strange if he hadn't made any progress in combat skills after being able to hold off the Star-Devouring Whale in the Primordial Sea for almost a month.
...
Soon after Tartaglia left, the door to Yuto's office was knocked on again.
"Lord Yuto~ Lord Neuvillette asked me to bring you something~ Are you there?"
Sedna's somewhat innocent voice came from outside again, which made Yuto feel a bit... confused for a moment.
What day is it today? First Navia in the morning, then Tartaglia, and now Mr. Neuvillette...
Wait?
Neuvillette?
Thinking of this, the corners of Yuto's mouth slightly curled up, and a somewhat sly smile appeared on his face.
"As expected of colleagues who have been together for five hundred years... Neuvillette really understood what I meant..."
Although Yuto hadn't seen what was in Sedna's hand yet, he was nine-tenths certain it was the god's heart.
However... he still had some regrets.
"It's a pity I can't see Pantalone's expression when he sees the financial statements of the Fontaine branch, tsk tsk tsk..."
Yuto shook his head regretfully, then got up and opened the office door, taking the god's heart from Sedna's hand.
"Thank you for your hard work, Sedna. You've run so many times today~"
Yuto smiled and stroked Sedna's little head as usual, and Sedna happily accepted this unique reward for a Melusine.
"Oh, right! Lord Yuto, Lord Neuvillette said... he hopes to meet you tomorrow morning, there are some things to discuss."
"Hmm... and also, Lord Neuvillette also said... he originally planned to talk to you this afternoon, but because some... space rift appeared at the Opera House, he went to deal with that first."
After saying this, Sedna slightly raised her head, as if to confirm whether she had fully relayed Mr. Neuvillette's words.
After about half a minute, Sedna nodded her small head heavily again, then said:
"Mmm! That's all, Lord Yuto!"
"Okay~ I understand. Just tell Mr. Neuvillette when he comes back. I'll be there as scheduled tomorrow morning."
"Mmm-hmm! Then I'll go now~ Goodbye, Lord Yuto~"
"Goodbye, Sedna~"
...
After seeing Sedna off, Yuto sighed slightly, then focused his gaze on the god's heart in his hand, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but curl up.
"You like to stir up trouble, don't you... Your Harbingers are independent of each other. Tartaglia is Tartaglia, Arlecchino is Arlecchino, Pantalone is Pantalone..."
"The reckoning still has to be done, otherwise..."
"What do you need me, the Assistant Administrator, for?"
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