[Capital of Venzor, Alverton Empire.]
Oh, I used to have lunch with Marquess Granville at that restaurant, didn't I?
V remembered passing the fancy restaurant she had visited with Marquess Granville some time ago. Time had flown by so fast, and V had not heard from him since the incident in Ashford.
V examined every corner of the capital city of Venzor, which always appeared prosperous and lush, through the window of the palace carriage moving at a comfortable speed.
Her brilliant blue eyes were tinged with desolate. In the capital, where the noble conglomerates gathered, and high society socialites could easily be found.
As a friend, I always hope you are doing well. Marquess Granville.
"I must admit, your acting is quite good. You can be convincing in any situation," Ares praised with an expressionless face, even more severe than Lionel's. "Keep up the good work; I don't need to bother teaching you. It's a good thing."
