The gates open to reveal the hidden pride of Count Eisen’s family. There was a garden so enormous that if one didn’t know that they were visiting Count Eison, one might mistake it for a forest.

‘He still likes to show off.’

The size of the house was one of the best ways to demonstrate power. However, in Henry’s eyes, a place this grand seemed like a waste.

Clip-clop, clip-clop.

After a long ride, Henry finally arrived at what seemed to be the front door of the mansion.

“Please wait here, I will bring the count out.”

Vedican’s tone changed from informal to formal. Even though he was furious, he couldn’t treat an honored guest casually.

As soon as Vedican walked away, Hagler asked Henry, “Um, sir.”

“What?”

“This building here… Isn’t it a little small for a mansion belonging to one of the Patrician Families?”

“This isn’t the mansion.”

“What? Then what is it?”

“This is probably the reception building.”

“...What?” Although Henry had responded in a casual manner, Hagler’s jaw still dropped. It was incomprehensible to him. “I guess not all counts… are the same…”

“That’s right. They still hold the title...