Taking Care of Spies in the Palace

I wake up when it's time for dinner. Good thing that everyone in the palace are people Albert trust. They are fine seeing a commoner like me entering anywhere inside the palace. Other than some places which are restricted to men. Though I can see them with my Divine Vision.

I entered the dining hall and the dinner is already prepared. And as usual, Mustache and Ian refused to join us in the table.

"You're not going to join, Mustache?" I asked Mustache.

"No. No matter what, I'm still his majesty's guard. And I already have my dinner." Mustache answered.

"Don't you have any time to cultivate or practice? Getting stronger is important, you know? Even more in this current time."

"Don't worry. Whenever I'm not guarding his majesty, I always used that time to practice and cultivate. As his majesty's guard, I have to be stronger than anyone."

"I see. Suit yourself. Anyway, you seem to have become comfortable with being called Mustache now." I asked.