"Please come in."
"Damn, this is a dormitory… ." Trevor Warren furrowed his brow.
The room Butler Xavier led him to was just a single, modest space. Of course, the environment wasn't that bad—a bed, a desk, a bookshelf, a large wardrobe, and a sliding wooden window. It was a bit inconvenient that the bathroom and shower were shared, but it still had most of the basics.
"Haa!"
Trevor scoffed, the room's simplicity feeling more and more absurd the longer he looked. He couldn't help but keep laughing at how basic it seemed. It felt worse than the Imperial Army barracks.
That feeling was understandable, considering Trevor was the deputy commander of the 1st Western Corps.
Though he was now doing community service, he had once held a high position, like that of a count.
Knock knock!
Trevor sat on the bed, sighing deeply when suddenly someone knocked on the door.
