Phield's eyes widened.
Back then, rumors had spread everywhere that Count Kote was old and nearing death. After Phield killed his younger brother, Kote had lost his most beloved son. Under normal circumstances, such a loss should have left him devastated, both mentally and physically.
Yet now there were rumors that he had recovered his strength as a Mana Knight?
"Something's wrong. Something is definitely wrong!"
A chill suddenly ran down Phield's spine as an inexplicable sense of dread quietly crept into his heart.
"What happened?"
Relycca brushed the loose strands of hair from her forehead and tucked them behind her ear.
Having keenly sensed that something was wrong, Phield suppressed his confusion and calmly shrugged.
"They're just rumors. Farmers and wandering bards love making up stories, so it's perfectly normal for them to have nothing to do with reality."
"That's true, but…"
