The sky was blue as ever. However, the Vincent region was like hell for Aubert.

‘This is really the end…’

His defeat at Eisen’s hands had led to Aubert being branded as a traitor, with a mark on his forehead to prove it. Just over a year ago, this had happened to the State Contributors, and he never expected that he would also be in the same position.

“Sob sob…”

The members of the Crimson family walking behind Aubert wept endlessly. Their cries were like daggers stabbing him in the back. It was painful. He had already gotten rid of his enemies, the State Contributors, how could something like this happen to him?

Furthermore, why hadn’t Duke Arthus and Marquis Alfred helped him?

Many thoughts ran through Aubert’s mind, but eventually, the only thing left was anger at Eisen.

‘How could I lose to a guy like him…’

He had ignored the foolish Eisen since his days as a Central Aristocrat, and knowing that he’d lost everything...