The sky's dark clouds thickened, as if no longer needing to hide their true nature. However, the manor had already almost erased the traces of the recent tragedy. Newly appointed stewards and servants busily moved about. This resilience was one of the Empire's strengths; despite the loss of many lives overnight, the system itself did not collapse.0

"Count Aynas and Sir Ivan have arrived, Your Excellency."1

Of course, part of this stability was due to this old and strict Count. Though he had failed in raising his children, he was a respected lord. 0

As Ian entered the banquet hall, he took in the Count's face. The Count was still using the banquet hall where Obell had become the root of corruption. Though there were still dark stains on the floor, the Count, seated in the high chair, wore a stern expression, as if he didn’t notice them. His eyes seemed to shine even brighter now, perhaps to show everyone he hadn't weakened or broken. 0

A young knight stood behind him, fully armed. He appeared to be the newly appointed head of security. Whether he was a survivor from yesterday's battle or not, his eyes, as he looked at Thesaya and Ian, were filled with tension.0

"Stand down." The Count's low command made the knight and the steward leave without a word. 0

When the door closed, the Count finally looked down at Thesaya with a blank expression. "Did...0