Marquis Oscillate nodded, his gaze on Robson filled with a hint of admiration. 'Now this is the kind of promising talent one can cultivate with peace of mind.'
"I've only heard things myself. Sometimes, baseless rumors just seem to spring up out of nowhere," Marquis Oscillate said with a smile.
"Baseless rumors... When did this 'wind' start to blow?" Robson asked.
'Heard things? It's already reached the ears of Marquis Oscillate himself. Someone is clearly fanning the flames behind the scenes.'
It couldn't be helped. Robson had had too much on his plate since arriving in the Royal Capital. Unlike the other families whose positions had been decided long ago, Robson had risen with meteoric speed in just the last month or two.
His pace of advancement was even more astounding than that of the military faction.
This meant Robson had a massive number of things to prepare for: his fiefdom, his relatives, his engagement...
