In his office, Arnaud, who was busy dealing with the extra work, suddenly woke up from his workaholic mode by a call.
He turned his head around and looked at his device, finding Roselyn's name on it.
He picked up the call and heard Roselyn's voice.
"Hello, Sir Arnaud."
"Oh, Roselyn?! You don't need to be polite to me anymore, you know. After all, you have become far stronger than me." Arnaud chuckled.
"No, Sir. That can't be done. Respect is something gained, not forced on you just because someone is older or higher than you."
"Haha. Fine, I won't say anything about it anymore." Arnaud paused for a moment and raised his vision, finding someone in front of his door.
Knock.
Knock.
Someone knocked on the door twice before opening the door, peeking inside the room. He was a young man in his early twenty. He made a weird expression as he opened his mouth. "I'm sorry, Sir. But there is an important guest who is searching for you."
