One over six-foot tall, the other around five-foot-seven, their appearances were also distinct; one had an aristocratic air with a discernible noble charm, while the other emanated a pure iron-blooded toughness.
At first glance, no one would associate the two as related just because they both had the surname Harris.
Lieutenant Harris finally noticed Enna Clark by his side and chuckled, "What are you doing bringing your sister-in-law over? Surely you didn't bring her just for me to see?"
His tone was teasing, but Baron Lawrence, someone known for his foul temper, surprisingly didn't get angry. It seemed he was used to such jests. He dominantly pulled Enna toward him, not avoiding Lieutenant Harris's gaze, and said, "I brought her here for training."
