“Let’s move on from the customary greetings now, alright? Isn’t there something more urgent we need to attend to?” Duke Agnus’s soft voice rolled over the knights. Joshua eventually closed his mouth.

Viscount Vig’s voice was lingering in Joshua’s mind for some reason.

This was the Avalon Empire. Or rather, this was the mindset of most people on the Igrant Continent.

Considering the total population of the continent, aristocrats were a rarity. And those rare numbers ruled as the upper echelons of society. Talent and ability? Irrelevant. Inherited status, caste, origin, and blood ties determined everything; commoners were less than bugs to the ranking nobles.

‘Still the same old,’ Joshua smiled bitterly.

“You. I’ll watch you,” muttered Viscount Vig with a glimmer of contempt in his eyes before turning towards the Duke with a sunny expression....