[How did you know that he was Duke Hellene?]
"Just a hunch."
The man wants to run but still follows what he says. He walks inside his own room and stands up straight in front of Screw while trembling. "Good sir, how may I serve you?" Duke Hellene folds his shaking hands. "What are you doing in my room, good sir?"
Like Duke Hellene, Screw can't stand up; his legs went wobbly because of the liquor he drank while the three shadow dogs were guarding him. 'What kind of flame is that?'
"Virgin," Duke Hellene answered, "wait what?" Screw was spooked out when he heard the word. Because of his habit of talking to Alyssa in a low voice and because he went drunk easily, Duke Hellene overheard him and thought of asking what kind of wine he left in this room.
"That's the name of the wine, good sir, VIRGIN," he says, raising his voice proudly. "Actually, good sir, I'm not the one who named it, and also, it has fourteen to fifteen percent alcohol by volume." Duke Hellene smiled. He got less tense when he saw Screw was interested in his own wine; it doesn't matter to him even if he drinks all of it.
[Based on the bottle design]
[That's an expensive wine]
Screw raises his right hand, waving it like he was holding a wand, and says, "It's not expensive at all." Because he was drunk, he imagined that he was the director of an orchestra. He doesn't know that he touched the shadow dog's nose, which caused the dog to growl. While Duke Hellene was terrified, the shadow wolf did nothing but sniff and lick Screw's right hand.
[The system was amused]
[I didn't know these shadows are fond of you]
After playing a little, Screw suddenly got serious. He sat straight and folded his legs. He looked straight at Duke Hellene, and the man responded by standing straight.
When Screw noticed his attentiveness, he said, "It appears you have a problem." Duke Hellene answered with a laughing tone, "Yes, of course we all had difficulties," but the wolf didn't like it; the shadow wolf growled and glared at him directly, making Duke Hellene afraid and desire to leave once more. "Great, sir, I'm only kidding," he added with a dry chuckle. "I have a problem with the mission I gave the guild," he says.
When Screw heard the phrases problem and guild, he immediately thought of his student, which increased his desire to ensnare this Duke Hellene. Screw massaged the dog's lower mouth. "It's not treasure, right?" His hand movement that rubbed the shadow wolf's lower jaw astonished and amused Duke Hellene, especially when he mentioned the treasure.
Duke Hellene replied, "Good sir, that is a treasure." Screw sits back on the sofa, clasps his hands, and stares at Duke Hellene. Duke Hellene noticed the attitude of his visitor and decided to slip a little information about the quest; he mentioned, "It is a slightly gem-like item attached to the nerves of a high-class monster." 
Hearing what he was looking for, Screw inquired again, "Not cash?" Duke Hellene grinned, thinking the guy in front of him was unaware of the request he had made. "That's the treasure, nice sir." Even though Screw is simply bluffing and actually doesn't know anything, he still wanted to convince the man that he knows something and needs his help to carry out his future plans. Screw was too inebriated to think clearly, so Alyssa used a [REFRESH]* skill to help him feel better.
[Stop] The system abruptly stops him by uttering a word. It's a good thing he stopped after reading the system prompt.
[That won't do]
[If you ask the location, he'll be suspicious]
[Though, his already wary about you from the very start]
He repeated the same question after reading the system prompt, "The gold?" "Good sir, as I told you before, that is the treasure," he replied. "Did you think it was valuable?" He then continued to gaze at him as his lenses sparked a white light, which partially looked beautiful.
Duke Hellene shook his head nervously and asked, "Wha-what do you mean, good sir?" He averted his eyes. Duke Hellene was initially perplexed, believing the man was making up something about a special but common treasure. "The treasure in your imagination is an imaginary treasure, so don't expect the real thing to be any different from the treasure in reality," he said.
He jumped at the startling sound of someone saying, "That's right," from behind him and whirled around to see someone else, a lady with blonde hair, standing there and it felt too familiar.
The woman in front comes inside and looks around, her eyes eventually falling on the man wearing a mask and the three shadow wolves. "Oh god...!" The man lowered his head and muttered, "Madame, you're here." She approaches him with a grin on her face and sits down next to him. Screw tilts his head and looks into her eyes as she rests her left hand on his mask. He couldn't place it, but there was something wonderfully soothing about those blue orbs that caught his attention—something warm and familiar. The madame gave him a long moment of attention before continuing.
She says it in an exceptionally quiet voice: "Now let's chat." Screw's focus immediately changes to hers. Duke Hellene's heart leaped at the startling question from Screw, "Are you married?" The woman grinned. She said, "Not just yet." The woman feels warm beneath his touch as he replies, "That's lovely to hear," swaying his hand before stroking her face. Even though he is wearing a bird mask, he winks at the woman, who is already blushing hysterically, saying, "You're a gorgeous girl."
'Fuck! This person will be challenging to manage.' Duke Hellene was caught in a state of dilemma since he wished to prevent Screw from mistreating the Duchess. "But I am seeking someone who can offer me happiness—not just love but also companionship and children," he murmured, taking both of her hands. She lets out a gentle sigh. 'This man must have given it a lot of consideration. But it's so nice.'
She understood what he was trying to do, so she just said, "I'm sorry, sir, but I just met you, and there are still many things left to see."
"I can show you the world—shining, dazzling, wonderful." Screw proceeded to, um, sing? Duke Hellene stepped in and said, "Good sir, I think we are going off the subject." Because of his interruption, Screw loses his calm. Screw wants to eject the man, but he can't since that's not cool, so he says, "Just shut up, will ya?" and "I'm having a lovey-dovey here, can't you see?" He mulls.
Duke Hellene pulls out a handkerchief and blots his sweat. "But good, sir, we're talking about the treasure, right?" he asks. The system sent a message prompt: [There's no more time; she'll be home in an hour.] Reading the prompt, Screw tried to give the man instructions: "Listen here, you pig, find a group of mercenaries and let them deal with your problem, but if you want your cash, locate someone who's wearing a wolf-ear headband and use that mercenary to indirectly hire her."
"And for you, my baby love," he pinched her cheek a little, "I'll be back." Screw stood up from his seat and ran toward the balcony. He looked at them for the last time and gave them a goodbye salute. "Sayonara mah loves," he winks before jumping outside.
"How beautiful," the women said while mesmerizing how cool Screw leaves the balcony. "But it isn't," Duke Hellene commented. The women glare at him, and the shadow wolves follow. This makes the man shrink in fear. "Anyway, who is he?", "No idea, Madame," he said, shaking his head, still thinking about who exactly Screw is.
The woman stood and walked slowly towards the man, asking, "What... is your job?" "Aah uhm-" he felt fear but still answered while stuttering, "to-t to se-se-serve you, Mad-Madame." He kneeled and bent deeply while trembling, "and?" "To-to know who he is... Yeah, that's right to identify who's that man!" He raised his head with excitement, and he received a head pat from the woman, "good... and don't forget what he wants; do what he says." After receiving a compliment, the man stood up and bowed before leaving.
She looked at the portrait and walked beside it. "Interesting; even your familiars would rather not hurt him." As she touched the painting, a blue light showed up, and a creepy smile appeared on her. She turns around, and before she leaves the room, the three big wolves transform into a coat, a scarf, and a hat, which she then wears with a smirk.
"So you want me to make an appearance, don't you? ". She tells the portraits, "I will do that after I have done something else". The woman smiles, turns into a shadow, and vanishes, leaving only one white wolf with black spots on its back.