"Great Master, supreme Master of Darkness! You are finally willing to receive your humble servant Albrecht!"
In the solemn and magnificent palace, a Legendary Bloodline, dressed in a black robe, bowed respectfully and extravagantly to Charlotte, who sat high on the throne.
Looking at the familiar black tailcoat on him, as well as the familiar extravagant actions and posture, Charlotte's lips twitched slightly, smiling faintly and said:
"I heard that in recent years you often travel between Falling Star and the Northern Territory, and have made quite a friendship with one of my stewards. So... you've even changed your clothing style, are you planning to apply for the position of a steward?"
"As you say, isn't it because I heard you prefer this style? I see that many attendants in the Royal Palace dress like this. In these two years, the nobles and bloodlines of Falling Star also favor this tailcoat style. When the higher-ups favor something, the lower ones naturally follow."
