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"If we go just a little further, we'll reach the Marquisate of Vestal."
"Alright. Everyone's doing a great job."
The narrow path was barely wide enough for a single carriage. Since it led only to the southern region inhabited by barbarians, it was rarely used.
"I'm sorry we couldn't escort you with the royal carriage."
"It's fine. You know I'm more accustomed to riding horses than sitting in a carriage."
Viscount Harun bowed his head, seemingly touched by Olivurn's words.
"......"
Martte watched Harun with curiosity.
I remember him visiting the mansion a few times. I thought he was a rigid man, a warrior to his core. I didn't know he could carry himself like this.
Harun, who assisted the Valsar and MacGovern families at the border, had willingly joined Olivurn’s southern expedition on behalf of Kuwell MacGovern.
Though recommended by Kuwell, Harun had also proven his capabilities by capturing Suan Hazer, who had once been on the wanted list.
“You’ve been working hard,” Kuwell said to Martte.
“No, it’s an honor to serve you, Your Highness.”
“You’re the eldest son of Sir Kuwell, right? All your siblings are remarkable. I’m sorry about what happened to the fourth one.”
As Martte looked into Olivurn's eyes, he felt like he somewhat understood Harun's feelings.
His eyes are as deep...
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