Mr. Pantalone has no crazy plans today.

That is, it seems that he had prepared some kind of plan before he lost his memory. If we are to be generally rational, then these plans may be related to the other executives.

In order to avoid arousing suspicion from others, he had to carefully probe his fellow executives, subtly trying to find out what plans he had devised.

Otherwise, if things were to happen like last time, where Columbia almost discovered it, it could easily be exposed, so he must be careful.

Just as he was pondering how to proceed with caution...

Rosalind, who was standing to the side, suddenly noticed Pantalone's obviously distracted behavior halfway through her speech.

He frowned and tapped the table.

Are you even listening to me?

The "Lady" was extremely dissatisfied with Pantalone's performance. It was clear that this guy had asked her to do all of this, but she seemed completely distracted.

This caused Rosalind's face to show a somewhat displeased expression.

This brought Pantalone back to her senses, and she realized that she had been lost in thought. If the "lady" noticed her unusual behavior, things could get very bad.

After all, he wasn't confident that if someone discovered something was wrong, he could still easily cover it up like he did when he talked to Columbia last time.

His conversation with Columbia served as a wake-up call for him after the incident.

Although no one has noticed my identity yet, it doesn't mean that no one will notice it in the future.

Therefore, in order to avoid being exposed by others, he had to play his role as the ninth executive officer of the Fools, "The Rich Man," well, to avoid being noticed by others.

Pantalone, having regained his composure, put down the documents and reports in his hand and looked at the "madam" softly.

"Thank you for your hard work, dear Rosalyn."

"It's all for the sake of the Empress's grand cause; I don't care about your gratitude."

The "lady" wore her usual haughty expression, crossed her arms over her chest, and spoke in a nonchalant tone.

Pantalone was not annoyed.

Who could blame him when his colleague was so arrogant, unable to tolerate anyone but the Queen?

All I need is for the "lady" to be someone he can use to achieve his plans.

As she spoke, Rosalyn continued her consultation.

"As for your plans for Mondstadt, now that Mondstadt's economy has fallen into the hands of the Fatui, you should have other plans."

"The wealth gained from this attack on Mondstadt is a considerable sum for the Fatui, and I don't believe you have no other plans with this money in your hands."

Pantalone didn't seem surprised that "the lady" knew he had other plans for Mondstadt.

You should know that when he entrusted the mission to "Lady" to return to before winter, she had no idea that "Skirmisher" had also launched an impeachment against him and sent him a more complete plan.

Therefore, the "lady's" evaluation of him was not based on what she had heard about recent events, but rather on her preconceived notions about him.

Is it a stereotype held by his colleagues?

However, in a sense, he was indeed right.

Pantalone chuckled softly.

"I do have arrangements for this matter. I've already submitted them to 'The Clown,' and you'll soon learn about my plans and arrangements for Mondstadt."

"You seem quite confident, so there's really no need for me to ask any more questions about this matter."

Rosalyn did not press further after hearing Pantalone's reply.

She wasn't actually that concerned about that.

The reason she asked these questions was simply to get an answer. Just as Rosalyn was about to leave, she suddenly remembered something and said to Pantalone.

"Oh, by the way, I got something special from my trip to Mondstadt, but it's not really of any use to me. If you're interested, I'll give it to you."

Rosalyn added a sentence halfway through her sentence.

"Of course, if you don't want it, I'll have my men give it to Arecino."

Upon hearing this, Pantalone couldn't help but show a somewhat surprised expression.

"thing?"

Seeing the bewildered expression on Pantalone's face, Rosalyn explained.

"It was you who arranged for the Lawrence family's daughter to be given to the Fools because they couldn't repay their debts."

Pantalone was completely dumbfounded when he heard this.

What?

The Lawrence family's daughter?

Isn't he just trying to scam some money?

How did it come to the point of human trafficking? Is this how you fools abduct people at the drop of a hat?

He raised an eyebrow at Pantalone's unresponsive "lady".

"Do you want it or not? If not, I'll give it away."

"...Never mind, just have someone send it to me later."