"Greetings, Your Majesty." Cordell Dudley—the Baron of Trigas—welcomed Matthew and Ruby at the front gate of his residence.
When Ruby looked at Cordell's appearance, Ruby could tell he had lived for such a long time. Gray hair already covered his hair, and wrinkles adorned his face.
Despite that, Cordell still looked fit and had a well-built body full of muscles. He smiled benignly as he shook Matthew's hand, but the gaze in his eyes was sharp, as if he was judging Matthew through his eyes.
"You look healthy as usual, Baron," said Matthew.
Cordell chuckled, then tightened his handshake. "Are you making fun of me, Your Majesty? How can I look healthy if I only eat meat once a week?"
"Baron, you are no longer young, so eating too much meat can worsen your digestion." Matthew also held Cordell's hand tightly, so the old man furrowed his brows.
"Haha. This old man can still kill five werewolves simultaneously."
