The Roth Fort Citadel was approaching, and it was time for Nigel to get off.
"So everyone, I must be going..."
The somewhat hunched middle-aged painter nodded to the other four, and especially said to Annan with respect, "I wish you a pleasant journey as well."
Although Nigel still didn't know what the true identity of "Lord Annan" was... he could see that there was definitely an extraordinary connection between Annan and the Paper Princess.
——Perhaps Lord Annan was likely a descendant of the Paper Princess.
Nigel believed he should hold Annan in greater respect.
Even now, he hadn't realized... Annan was actually the future Duke of Winter.
As an ordinary person, he had never even considered that possibility.
