“Excuse me, Master. With all due respect, could you reconsider it one more time?” Luke asked.

“No. You will stay behind and clean up,” Eugene answered curtly.

“Yes…” Luke answered with disappointment. Although he was Eugene’s aide, it felt as if he was spending less and less time with his master ever since he became a count.

“Then, I will leave it to you, Pythamoras,” Eugene said.

“Well, I will do my best to assist Lord Crawlmarine.” Pythamoras nodded. He would remain at Castle Riwad with Luke. Mount Robtimo, where Pythamoras resided, was located in the Riwad territory, and he was a druid who was respected by all citizens of the Riwad territory, regardless of their age or gender. As long as he was by Luke’s side, Riwad’s nobles would not dare to have any scummy thoughts. In addition, Eugene had extra safety devices in place.

“Partec, I will leave it to you,” Eugene said.

“Yes, sir. We will protect Lord Crawlmarine with our lives,” Partec answered. He would remain behind with Glade and Lavan. The three had been through numerous battles since they first met Eugene, and they had received training from Lanslo and Galfredik in their spare time. As such, their skills were incomparable to the past. In particular, Partec was not inferior to ordinary knights. Considering his age, it was a testament to how much effort he had put in when it came to training.

“Dammit....