Frank left Turnbull Estate alone the next day.

He never told anyone where he was going as he drove alone to a mansion in the outskirts of Morhen.

The mansion was modest in size but stood in the middle of a small forest-a quiet and clean environment far removed from the bustling city.

Frank's heart calmed considerably just from seeing it, and he stepped through the front door to find a faint tea fragrance wafting from the drawing room.

ancient, familiar voice spoke from the door. "Ah, you're here." "Yeah," Frank replied as he strode in to see his father, the

his fingers, and Frank had picked

out of nowhere with another cup of tea, putting it respectfully on

other than Silverbell, and he wanted to thank her for protecting Walter Turnbull but could not. All he did was nod and sit

paused just as he

shook his head after sthought. "I was an apprentice at Mystic Sky Sect before hiding in Riverton to recover. I don't know anything about the factions and rules of the ga country." Godwin nodded in silence at his honestly. "Alright. You can go after you finish your tea." "What?" Frank stared

him about state of f the country, the playerthe unwritten rules. Conten englishSW and

summoned him so formally just for tea? Godwin smiled faintly in turn. "What, is the tea bad?" "No." Frank

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