Lumian's head pounded at the mere thought of Franca coming in and undressing. He scrutinized Louis Lund, who was left in a linen shirt and white shorts, and offered a genuine suggestion.
"I can ask my companion to return the money from your coat. Leave the carriage as it is and find a clothing store. Tell them you encountered a twisted robber. I'm certain everyone in Trier will understand."
Louis Lund's expression froze for a moment as he pointed downwards from Lumian's current position. "I have spare clothes."
Lumian bent down and retrieved a black formal suit with a vest and bow tie.
It seemed to be Louis Lund's usual attire as a butler.
"Is this rental carriage truly yours?" Lumian inquired curiously as he tossed the formal suit to Louis Lund.
"I rented the clothes and the carriage." Louis Lund hurriedly put on his pants.
