“Lord Crawlmarine?”

“Huh?! Ah, e-ehem!”

Crawlmarine cleared his throat and came to his senses. He had been rather shocked by Eugene’s true identity.

“I cannot believe that such a prestigious person has honored us by visiting my castle. I truly count it as a stroke of fortune for Crawlmarine. Sir Jan Eugene, welcome to Crawlmarine, the land of glory under the protection of the Spirit of the Lake,” Lucas said politely.

Unlike the majority of nobles in Brantia, who were rather ignorant and rough, Lucas was rather well-spoken and noble-like. However, it was inevitable for him to be inferior to a high-ranking noble vampire with an outstanding appearance and was even armed with rare plate armor. Both Lucas and the other nobles of the castle felt this way.

‘Damn it.’

Lucas mumbled inwardly. He maintained a dignified appearance on the outside while speaking, “I have heard that you took in Sir Bosch’s son as your aide. It’s very fortunate, and I am grateful for it.”

“Luke Bosch knows the honor of Crawlmarine. He possesses the blood of a fine knight. I am also happy to have him as my aide,” Eugene responded.

Although it was obviously flattery, the nobles continued nodding their heads with satisfaction as if they were the ones being complimented.

“Anyway, you stepped out for those uncivilized brutes?” Lucas said while turning his gaze to the ...