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.

"Ah, you're here." "Yeah," Frank replied as he strode in to see his

beside his fingers, and Frank had picked up its

out of nowhere with another cup of tea, putting it respectfully on the opposite end where

that it was none other than Silverbell, and he wanted to thank her for protecting Walter Turnbull but could not. All

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 he could well have been

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 and rules of the ga country." Godwin nodded in silence at his honestly. "Alright. You can go after you finish your tea."

state of f the country, the playerthe unwritten rules. Conten

turn. "What, is the tea bad?" "No." Frank took another sip despite his confusion, relishing the sweet aftertaste that followed the bitter

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