The carriage traveled all the way, passing through the bustling Central District, down the bustling commercial street, and finally stopped in front of a luxurious estate.
This estate was grand and imposing; the stone lions on either side of the gate were solemn and majestic, and the towering spires cast shadows like giants in the night.
Stepping off the carriage, a butler dressed in a tailcoat immediately came forward to greet them, bowing respectfully.
Baron Welton glanced over with displeasure and asked in a stern voice, "Where is Kleio?"
"The young master is receiving instruction from the master," the butler replied softly, with a hint of subtle hesitation in his eyes.
Welton's expression softened slightly, a trace of pride flashing across his face as he strode towards the western part of the estate, where a tower stood apart from the main manor.
