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.

as he strode in to see his father, the Lord of the Southern

his fingers, and Frank had picked up its aroma

of tea, putting

none other than Silverbell, and he wanted to thank her for

a troubled stare at him. "So, you're done with the Turnbull affair?' "Turnbull affair?" Frank paused just as he was taking a sip of his tea, frowning at Godwin. "Are you saying you're the one who protected Walter?" "Heh." Godown chuckled, but

yet another unprecedented question. "What do you think about Draconia?" "What do I think?" Frank murmured in surprise but 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

take opportunity to tell him about state of f the country, the playerthe unwritten rules. Conten englishSW and

only summoned him so formally just for tea? Godwin smiled faintly in turn. "What, is the tea bad?" "No." Frank took another sip despite his confusion, relishing

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