Kreins had a pair of dull eyes.
Turning its gaze, it looked at cestera and the wind Duke, who had just come of age. just returned from the outside world? "
Its voice was weak, like the low cry of a wind that was about to dissipate. To the ears of the wind Duke's people, it sounded like it was tired of the world.
The two wind Dukes nodded and said, " "Yes, I am."
Kreins retracted his gaze and silently looked at the three-section scepter. His eyes were filled with reminiscence, as if he was recalling the glory of the wind Duke's Empire in the past. He no longer spoke.
However, there was an undisguisable hatred and dejection in his occasional change of expression.
After a period of time.
