When I saw Mary last time, she was more beautiful than ever. After I left the fighting club for a few hours, everything had changed.
That woman might have not fully understood the significance of the status of an officer of Norman Empire in a place being occupied by Norman Empire.
The young master of Gregory family didn't know about that a few hours ago; however, he understood it too after a few hours.
It was too late that night while almost nobody could be seen on the streets. The night wind felt chilly.
Quivering all over, Mary stood in front of my apartment like a princess who was going to attend a ball and a gift being wrapped by a crystal bobtail. Together with her was Pawano the old butler of Gregory family. The old man looked elegant and meticulous in a black swallowtail.
In the eyes of commoners in Blackhot City, the status of the butler of Gregory family was paramount, which could shatter a commoner's life and family easily.
