Elena leaves and only Ray and the maid remain in the room.
　The maid came in like a replacement for Elena's departure, so I don't know what kind of interaction Ray and Elena had... but I could still predict what the relationship was like.
　However, just because it was predictable, the maid never pretended to ask Ray about the matter.
　Only maids serving the Duke of Kelebel are many of them daughters of other nobility.
　This maid attached to Ray was also the third daughter of a baron belonging to the aristocracy.
　The good news was that this maid did not flaunt her status as a nobleman, but worked as a nobleman.
　If he had been the sort of person who would have dictated to Ray, who was not a nobleman, he would certainly have provoked the wrath of Elena.
　It was, however, arranged by the butler of the Duke of Quelevel, who knew Ray's character and his relationship with Elena.
　The maid approaches Ray, who is drinking tea to kill time before dinner.

"Go ahead,"

　Ray is a maid who makes new tea without saying anything.

"Huh? Oh, I'm sorry. ... Can I ask you a question?"
"What is it?"

　The maid, who comes back to Ray's words, has good features to describe as undeniably beautiful, even though she is no match for Elena.
　It's normal for Ray to fall in love with such a maid, but it's not for him to fall in love with Elena, Marina, and Vichela, who work with three people of historical beauty.
　...and for the maid, who was slightly confident in her beauty, she could not be dissatisfied with Ray's attitude, but instead asked him what he wanted to do.

"Will you tell me what the Duchess of Kelebel, Elena's mother, is?"
"Mr. Arcadia? Well... he's a kind and scary."
"Is it fair to say that kindness and fear... that you have a noble personality?"

　That's the way Ray recognizes things when he doesn't think of any specific examples of kindness and fear.
　I don't think much of the aristocratic character of Elena's mother."

"Well, I'm sure he's proud of himself. And he's a very beautiful person, being the birth parents of Mr. Elena."
"I suppose,"

　Being Elena's mother, Ray understood her beauty, not to mention her maid.

(Well, basically, aristocrats have married and married beautiful women for generations. If that happens, there is no doubt that there will be more beautiful women.)

　Of course, there may be people in the world who love ordinary people rather than aristocrats, but it is a minority.
　It was undoubtedly true that since their ancestors were all beautiful, their descendants would also have many beautiful figures.
　In fact, most of the aristocrats Ray has met have more handsome features than average.
　...although there was no denying that some of them were too fat or too thin because of their carelessness.

"Mr. Arcadia was looking forward to seeing Mr. Ray, too."
"To me? Why again?"

　Ray thought he might be disliked for pulling Elena into the wrong path -- aristocraticly speaking -- but never expected to be told he was looking forward to seeing her.
　For a moment I thought they were looking forward to seeing me in a bad way, but from what the maid looked like, it was certain that this was not the case.

"That's..."

　The moment the maid tries to say something to Ray, she knocks on the door of the room.
　The maid looks at Ray and he nods back to her, saying she can come out.
　Then the maid opened the door and saw an old man in butler's clothing.
　He was an old man who deserved to be described as good-looking, but the maid was momentarily rigid when she saw him.
　Sure enough, he was in front of him, the butler-in-chief, who was serving the Duke of Quelevel and the butler-in-waiting.
　The maid must have also become rigid because she didn't expect the butler to show up.
　Still, he quickly returns to himself and opens his mouth.

"What can I do for you, butler?"
"The dinner was ready, and I came to call for Mr. Ray."
"... the butler himself?"

　The maid was surprised to see that, though she had expected it, the butler himself would never have done such a thing.
　But for the head butler, Ray is likely to be a close ally in the future of the Duke of Quevel.
　That being the case, it was imperative that Ray be seen with his own eyes.
　For the butler-in-chief, Elena is the man I've seen since I was a child... No, I've seen her since she was born.
　If I were to say it without fear of misunderstanding, I would even consider myself half my daughter or grandchild.
　For that reason, if the person is considered to be the lover of such a person, the butler-in-chief could not help but confirm his personality.

"Yes. You're a guest with a different name, so you've got to be polite."

　The butler's manner of expressing his inner feelings without expressing any expression makes me wonder if the maid can do that.

"All right. Wait a minute, please.

　Saying so, the maid heads to Ray's sofa.
　Looking at such a maid, the butler looks at Ray.
　Don't be rude, but I'll be able to confirm your face.

(Ho)

　Seeing Ray's face, the butler exclaims a little inwardly.
　I've heard that Ray is wearing a hooded robe and usually wears it.
　But when you see her changing into tight clothes and showing up, you can clearly see her features.
　It's not a manly face, but a womanly face.
　The reason why there is no sign of weakness is because there is a strong... a light of will that can be said to be intense.
　The butler was amazed by the light in his eyes, not Ray's.
　At least the first step passed.
　Judging so inwardly, the butler graciously bows to Ray as he approaches him.

"How do you do, Mr. Ray? My name is Remnes, and I am the head butler of the Duke of Quelevel."
"...Isn't it Sebastian?"

　The butler, who bowed his head, seemed to have spoken to Lemness' ears, but when he looked up, he didn't seem to have any particular feelings.
　He was a reasonably old REMNES, but he has not yet lost his hearing.
　There is no doubt that Ray muttered something, but as long as he was showing that it was nothing, I couldn't pursue it.
　...however, Ray muttered that he was a butler, but not Sebastian.
　When I thought of another butler I had met before, I was wondering...

"Well, dinner is ready, and I'll show you."
"Please,"

　Remness and Ray leave the room and walk down the corridor.
　The aisles also include the Duke of Kelebel's residence, where paintings are hung, and potteries which may be artworks.
　Ray, who didn't have that kind of aesthetic sense, had no idea whether the paintings, pots and other works of art were genuine or fake, or how much they were worth if they were genuine.
　Lemness also considers Ray's attitude to be unaware of the value of the decorative objects, and negates Ray's reputation in private.
　If paintings and artworks were magic items, Ray might have taken some interest in them.
　Walking down the corridor, Ray looks at Remness' back, holding back the feeling of tightening his neck.
　I'm probably a little older than an elderly man, but he still doesn't seem to shake his walking body.
　In other words, it was proof that he was well trained.

(If he is Duke of Kelebel, who leads the aristocracy, he is quite strong in his capacity as chief butler. ... In fact, is a butler required of great fighting power?)

　Ray's thoughts were naturally influenced by subcultures such as comics he read while in Japan.
　Many butlers and maids are highly militant.
　Of course, that's because it's more interesting to set it up like that, butlers and maids don't actually ask for high fighting power in this Elgin....but in fact, for some reason there are no such butlers or maids, but only a few exceptions.
　There is no conversation between Remness and Ray, and they walk more than enough silently.
　The continued walking of more than enough in a single estate was indicative of the size of the Duke's residence.
　I was looking at it from above on a set, so I knew the general extent of it.
　Nevertheless, if you actually walk on your own, you can see how big it is.

"I've arrived."

　In Remness's words, Ray finally understood that he had arrived at the destination... where the dinner was taking place.
　The door that opens before you is bigger than I expected.
　Ray can predict that the bigger than the normal door is probably to bring in huge dishes.
　Ray looks at such a door, and soon Remness opens it.
　At an instant, Ray takes his breath away from the cafeteria by the stimulating aroma.
　The savory scent seems to use some special recipe, not just baking or frying.

"Excuse me. I've shown you to Mr. Ray."

　Listening to Remness's words, Ray enters the dining room.
　The first thing I saw was a huge table.
　Elena, dressed in a blue party dress, stands on the table.
　Even though Ray is familiar with Elena's beauty, she is so beautiful that she can't help but be fascinated.
　Elena also smiles faintly, wondering if she noticed Ray looking at her.

"You've come, Mr. Ray. ... In this case, shall I call you the crimson Ray?"

　The voice turns Ray's gaze to his voice.
　The person there would be clearly inferior to Dusker in physique.
　But... as far as the atmosphere and the atmosphere around him is concerned, it certainly seems to me to me to be superior to that of Dusker.
　It was obvious at the time I was here that it was.

"... Nice to meet you, Duke Kelebel. I wish you would call me Ray."

　It was only a moment, but Ray was definitely pressured by the man in front of him.
　If this had been a battlefield, Ray would not have acted as if he had been pressured by the Duke of Kelebel.
　But it's only because it's a battlefield, and I can't help but understand that the man in front of Ray is a man of great caliber.
　The Duke of Kelebel was also deliberately intimidating Ray.
　the act of examining how much a ray is
　I've got information from all sorts of places, but it's just information.
　We still had to meet and talk face-to-face about what Ray was like.
　The Duke of Kelebel, who leads the aristocracy in the haunt of the aristocracy, has confidence in his eyes.
　That's why I'm surprised for a moment by the pressure I put on, but I'm surprised by Ray's quick reaction.
　How many people can react so quickly to the pressure they've put on them.
　That's not the case with the aristocracy.

(First of all, pass.)

　Judging so, the Duke of Kelebel alleviates the pressure he was putting on.
　You could call yourself aristocratic because you've been doing what you've been doing with a friendly smile.

"Hoot, honey. Why don't you stop there? He's in trouble, isn't he?"

　The only woman at the table except Elena to speak to the Duke of Clevel.
　Ray didn't have to wonder who it was.
　I had heard a lot about the man from Elena and others.
　In other words, that person is Arcadia Kelebel.
　She was the Duchess of Kelebel and Elena's mother.