It was just a simple morning greeting, but with Garen’s extensive experience in Martial Arts, he caught a whiff of the thick scent of blood from this viscount-slash-professor. Not only that, he also exuded a sense of extreme meticulousness.
Having left the small building, Garen walked on the lawn under the sun, warming his body up, to his delight.
He walked straight to the entrance of the manor and asked the carriage driver to prepare his double-seater white carriage with silver edges.
Mounting the carriage, he ordered the driver to drive along the only road to the outside. He himself sat inside the carriage and looked at the environment from the inside.
Under his request, the driver went around the manor so he could get used to the environment near it.
