Ever since meeting Sir Friedman last night, Matthew Karen had spent the whole night tossing and turning restlessly.
Not only because of the duke's high regard for him, which was heartening, but also because of the task the duke had given him: to form a new hunting team, participate in the new student hunt of the school's hunting party, and then take the lead - at any cost, to suppress Sepulano's momentum.
Matthew is not a novice to hunting.
When he was at Caron Castle, be it the annual spring and autumn hunts to Baddminton, or other esteemed invitations between young wizards under the moon, from childhood to adulthood, Matthew had participated in dozens of large hunting parties.
But this time was clearly different from the past.
