Duke De la Pole stood in front of the Magic Tower.
Looking at the proudly stood tower, his expression twisted. His expression said that he didn't want to come here.
However, he didn't have a choice. His beloved daughter had done something that made him take the blame for her behavior.
Cursing her daughter in his mind, he waited outside the gate.
He wasn't a magician and so the gate didn't open for him automatically.
Sebastian came to pick him up. "Duke De la Pole, I'm here to escort you to the Mistress."
Looking at his bodyguard uniform, Duke De la Pole's expression turned sour.
"And how come the Mistress herself didn't come to greet me? What kind of attitude is this?" he criticized Veronica's behavior.
Sebastian coldly replied, "That's because you are not here as an honored guest."
Duke De la Pole frowned. "If I'm not a guest, then what am I?"
