Meanwhile, Wallace waited with a sense of calm anticipation, knowing that another Viscount was due to arrive shortly. His gaze drifted toward the horizon, where the distant silhouette of a grand carriage was gradually coming into view. Unlike the previous carriage, this one was pulled by a team of magnificent horses, their coats gleaming with a subtle iridescence that hinted at their magical nature.
Inside the elegant carriage, Viscount Lyria sat poised and contemplative, her gaze fixed on a clear, crystal bottle of water she held in her hands.
The water inside shimmered with an unusual clarity, almost as if it contained a faint, ethereal glow. Beside her sat her trusted attendant, an elderly but sharp-eyed woman named Butler Losham.
"Losham," Viscount Lyria began, her voice carrying a tone of inquisitive authority. "This water, is it true what they say about it? That it came from this territory and has the ability to enhance Mana users?"
