The 'coachman' spoke out with a low tone, "Young man, not everything should be further investigated. Some dust of history has already been laid to rest, and the matter settled. If you insist on uncovering their coffins, you'll bring trouble upon yourself."
Ivita sat in the carriage, "Fair enough. That'll save me the trouble. Tell the person behind you, if he can give me a viscount's territory, then I'll stop digging."
His words, definitely a probe, were also earnest.
Because there were priorities in handling affairs, Ivita's primary objective was to amass an entire earl's territory.
Ivita was originally waiting for a reply, but after a moment, there was no noise outside the carriage, as if the person had vanished.
"Hmm?" Ivita raised an eyebrow as he stood in the carriage, suddenly feeling a chill run down his spine.
Wait a minute...
