At this moment, Viscount Grant was not so much angry or irritable, but rather he felt an unprecedented level of tension.
The noble furrowed his brow, deep in thought about the implications behind the movements in the Imperial Capital, "Back then, my father's mission was to build a sturdy port, allowing The Empire to take root at the edge of South Ridge. In doing so, he would have acquired enough merit for His... for the Former Emperor to grant a Magic Potion, the only method of advancement for the declining Grant Family at that time and also a chance to return to the noble class."
"Father indeed fulfilled his mission, but he was also gravely injured and unable to take the Magic Potion... The Former Emperor entrusted Harrison Port entirely to our family as compensation, which was also a way of indirectly taking control over this place."
