「Anyway, isn’t not knowing Hivisian the same as being a commoner? Learning Hivisian is both a privilege and a duty for nobles.」
 
「That’s right. Now that I think about it, there was a reason why she took the side of that commoner clerk at the pastry shop.」
 
The ladies laughed out loud.
 
「I heard from Duchess Weston that it wasn’t a big deal. They were just passing by, and the clerk didn’t see them properly. Honestly, how hard could they have bumped into each other? I think the clerk deliberately added something to Duchess Wheaton’s drink.」
 
「That could be possible. Didn’t the Duchess Wheaton ignore the commoners until now? She’s the one who treated them like bugs. It’s ridiculous that she’s now taking their side now. 」
 
「That’s right. But I heard that Duchess Wheaton’s reputation has gone up among the commoners because of that incident.”
 
「Only Viscount and Wiscountess Weston didn’t like it. They say they had to compensate not only Duchess Wheaton’s dress and merchandise but also the clerk’s clothes.」
 
「Oh my, this is unbelievable…」
 
「It seems like Duchess Wheaton publicly humiliated someone and demanded compensation. She insulted them by mentioning their family… It’s so shameful.」
 
「My goodness, that’s so unfortunate… She really has no morals. It’s appalling.」
 
I sipped my tea repeatedly, unable to join in the conversation with the noblewomen speaking in an unfamiliar language.
 
「But come to think of it, maybe it was all for their own sake. Last week, my maid went to the city hall and saw Duchess Wheaton there. Apparently, she was holding divorce papers in her hands. And she even asked about the divorce process in detail.」
 
「Oh my, what’s going on? Is she trying to divorce Duke Wheaton?」
 
「If not, why would she bring divorce papers herself?」
 
「Well, it’s well known that both of them are terrible people.」
 
「They got married because she hung onto him like a leech. She has no self-respect, really. I can’t even imagine someone I hate clinging to me that much.」
 
「But it’s strange that Duchess Wheaton was the one holding the papers. She’s the one who would tear them up.」
 
「That’s right. She’s not the type to grant a divorce easily. She’s too obsessed with him.」
 
「Well, regardless of the situation, what’s important is that divorce papers have been exchanged between the Duke and the Duchess. Now that there’s no Duke Wheaton to protect her, Duchess Wheaton needs to be careful, doesn’t she?」
 
「Ah, that’s why she helped the commoners in that situation. It was part of her plan to increase her popularity among the commoners.」
 
「I don’t know what good that will do her, but anyway, that’s probably why she attended today’s tea party. She’s probably worried about facing consequences later. If she wants to continue socializing alone, she’ll have to get her face stamped everywhere from now on, won’t she?」
 
「But why did the Princess invite the Duchess? They don’t get along, do they?」
 
「Probably just a whim. Or maybe she heard some rumors.」
 
「Did you see the way the Princess greeted her earlier? It was the first time I’ve seen the Duchess follow proper etiquette like that.」
 
「Me too. I was so surprised, I was speechless for a moment.」
 
「I found it quite disgusting. All that showing off and then some.」
 
「That’s right, haha. Oh, I don’t know why I find this so satisfying.」
 
「I feel like ten years of pent-up frustration has been released. Honestly, how much of a waste Duke Wheaton was.」
 
「Yes, there weren’t only one or two ladies who admired him, right? Once he’s alone, a bunch of single ladies will flock to him. It’s not a bad position to be in for someone like His Excellency.」
 
「If I hadn’t been married, I would have proposed to him. With that face and ability, he’s a rare catch.」
 
「Me too.」
 
The noblewomen, who had been laughing and joking for a while, turned to me. The Countess in a green dress smiled and asked me,
 
“The Duchess thinks so too, doesn’t she?”
 
I hesitated for a moment, wondering how to respond, before nodding my head in agreement.
 
“Yes, I think so too.”
 
“I thought so.”
 
The Countess nodded, unable to hide the mockery in her eyes.
 
「Look at her nodding her head, she doesn’t even know what we’re saying.」
 
「Well, she has to pretend she knows even if she doesn’t. Not knowing Hivisian is embarrassing for nobles.」
 
「It’s so tiring to keep pretending like this all the time.」
 
「Will she end up throwing her teacup in frustration?」
 
「Oh, it’s too amusing, really.」
 
I focused on the stream of tea being poured by the maid while listening to the pleasant voices of the noblewomen. It wasn’t easy to control my expression because the corners of my mouth kept trying to rise up.
 
‘Hooray for liberal arts!’
 
I never knew that my seemingly useless language ability buff would come in handy like this. I hid a sinister smile behind my teacup as I understood everything the noblewomen were saying.
 
Judging from their conversation, it seemed that Roeni Wheaton lived a more ignored life than expected. All because he couldn’t speak Hivisian, which was a unique privilege of the nobility.
 
Come to think of it, female lead Adelia also often found herself in trouble because she didn’t know Hivisian. When Diart found out about it later, he declared that he would rip the tongues out of anyone who used Hivisian, and actually cut off a few tongues as an example.
 
‘Maybe it’s because of Roeni’s inferiority complex that I gained this language ability.’
 
There were many curious aspects, such as why Roeni, who was born a noble, couldn’t learn Hivisian, or why Duke Feischer ignored Roeni to the point where rumors spread in society. But for now, I put those thoughts aside.
 
‘How can I make them properly eat their words and spread the rumor.’
 
It was funny how these people openly ridiculed others in front of them while talking about dignity and poise. This was the real conversation of noblewomen, and it was unbelievably low-level.
 
Anyway, the boring atmosphere became interesting. The noblewomen were still laughing at me without realizing that I understood everything they were saying.
 
When is the perfect time to strike.
 
‘Maybe I should say, 「I found your stories interesting」 and watch them in a panic.’
 
I couldn’t help but laugh at the thought of them looking at me in shock.
 
‘Oh, I know. If they like Diart that much, I want to tell them to just live with him.’
 
I don’t want Diart or anything like him. I snickered to myself.
 
‘Anyway, Roeni, I’ll take care of your revenge.’
 
I was waiting for the perfect timing while imagining the noblewomen being shocked and confused.
 
Suddenly, the noblewomen got up to admire the birdcage in the reception room. Only me, the baroness, and Countess Myrus, who had spoken to me earlier, remained in the seats.
 
The Baroness glanced at the other noblewomen who were admiring the birdcage before sitting down next to Countess Myrus. She then lowered her voice. It wasn’t so low that I couldn’t hear her, but it was clear that she didn’t care about me.
 
「Countess Myrus, I heard that you’re importing rooftan from the Duchy of Midas?」
 
「Oh my, how did you know?」
 
「My husband told me that he was going to invest in Malta’s company.」
 
「You and your husband must be very close to be talking about such a public matter. Yes, our company has signed a contract to import rooftan.」
 
「I heard it’s a challenging mineral to refine, but if it enters the Empire, it will sell like hotcakes. Oh, then the Harris Company, which monopolizes gerastone, will take a hit. With rooftan three times stronger, there won’t be anyone using gerastone anymore.」
 
「Anyway, they’ve made a lot of money so far, right? It’s natural to have ups and downs in business.」
 
「True, there’s a rumor that the Duke Wheaton lis buying a large amount of gerastone these days. They must be suffering losses too.」
 
「Well, if someone has several diamond mines, they won’t even blink at that kind of loss.」
 
Wait, did she say that Diart has not one or two, but several diamond mines?
 
…I’m jealous.
 
While I was in the capital, I thought about getting a sword made out of dragon teeth and offering it as a bribe, but before I throw blood-like money into the air, thank you for the good information.
 
I knew it, with that kind of wealth, he can easily get whatever he wants, so material possessions don’t mean much to him. He doesn’t have something because he simply doesn’t need it.
 
‘Speaking of which, rooftan and gerastone…’
 
I remember reading about it in a book…
 
I mainly read it for the fun of cursing at the love triangle between the two men surrounding Adelia, so I didn’t immediately recall what it was.
 
Ah, I should have read it more carefully if I knew this would happen. But I didn’t think I would transmigrate… This is why people need to be prepared for anything.
 
‘Ah!’
 
After struggling with my tangled thoughts for a while, I finally remembered what it was.
 
‘Why didn’t I think of that?’
 
I suddenly thought of a gift that would be more appealing to Diart than a sword made from a mere dragon’s tooth. I couldn’t control the upward curve of my lips. Then, the Baroness and Countess Myrus looked at me.
 
「Why is she suddenly smiling? She didn’t happen to overhear our conversation, did she?」
 
「Of course not.」
 
“These cookies are delicious. I guess it’s because these were made in the imperial palace.”
 
I innocently smiled as I picked up a chocolate cookie. The Baroness and Countess Myrus slightly furrowed their brows and exchanged glances. Then, they gave a formal response and started whispering to each other again.
 
‘I’ll let it slide today.’
 
My heart became more forgiving as I obtained unexpected information. Since I planned to use this as leverage in negotiating with Diart, I decided to temporarily put aside the idea of teasing them.
 
‘Just keep smiling for now.’
 
I concealed my contented smile behind the teacup.