In the middle of the night before dawn, Marquess Rommel was still busy with reports on the preparations for one of his small troop divisions, which would carry out a military expedition into the deepest part of the forest still within his territory.
Accompanied by one of the Butlers who had been loyal to him when he was young, Marquess Rommel had to work hard in making the final preparations for the departure of his beloved daughters, who would go on a military expedition to the deepest part of the forest.
Sweat flowed from his face nonstop, along with the feeling of fatigue that began to fill his body.
Amidst his sleepy eyes, Marquess Rommel suddenly smelled a familiar scent entering his nose.
Crack...
Kraauuss...
Krauss...
Inside his study, Sebastian appeared to be weighing something black that looked like seeds. The aroma emitted by the black seeds made Marquess Rommel clear his throat to get Sebastian's attention.
