Albert Warner had aged.
He was the third son of the former head of the Warner family and the uncle of the current one, an elderly noble who ranked highly amongst the Imperial foreign relations department. Even so, he was aware that he would not endure the whittling of time since he did not excel in cultivating his own innate gifts.
Now, sixty-two years of age, no matter how healthy a lifestyle he led or how many elixirs he took, his bodily functions were gradually declining—like it did just a while ago, when he walked down the airstair a lot less capable than desired.
It was the irrevocable truth!
But now, the ambassador could feel the brimming energy over his body!
The priests and knights' apprentices who stood before the liege's residence had been casting a diverse range of no-repetitive buffs under the instructions of their teachers. Caught off guard, Albert was instantly engulfed in a tremendous holy energy radiance.
