Everyone in the hall whispered talking about the relationship between the three of us. By my side I have a son of Count Elbram, and Marquis Kingston.
The two of them had different auras, although even so when we were together everything seemed envious, we had a very good aura in here.
Each of them was very close to me and spoke casually.
Actually, the content of our conversation is simple. It is not as complicated as those who talk about the three alliances of our family's side.
Altair felt that he had been deceived by the two of us. Yes, he was sulking with his cold face. Or maybe he felt ashamed for being disrespectful to a person who served higher than his father.
"How long will you ignore me, Altair?"
"It's disrespectful, Master Verion." He tried to finish the drink in his hand so as not to be too noticeable that he was awkward.
