The Guard Captain bowed again, "Of course, Marquis Duca."
After speaking, the Guard Captain quickly stepped aside with four guards, clearing the path.
Mark nodded slightly, walking into the castle with graceful steps.
The attendant was left outside the door.
Seeing Mark enter the castle, the Guard Captain's heart slightly relaxed.
With the corner of his eye, he glanced inside the castle and saw Mark walking in that direction.
The Guard Captain instantly understood.
The arrogant and domineering Mark Duca had become so approachable.
Inside the castle, Mark's gaze was fixed on a tall and sturdy figure ahead.
Golden locks were brushed back like a lion's mane from the front to the nape of the neck.
His explosive muscles strained the silk robe he wore.
One could even see the contours of muscles on his arms, back, and chest.
Together with his nearly two-meter height, from a distance, he resembled a humanoid beast!
