I Think My Daughter Has Regressed (7 Chapters Left to Complete) - Chapter 67

“Earl Shannon.”

Marquis Farnese, the leader of the Noble Faction, called Earl Shannon aside.

A fierce wind blew, carrying an eerie sound through the corridor. Marquis Farnese lit the end of his cigar and offered another to Earl Shannon.

“Thank you.”

Earl Shannon accepted the cigar from Marquis Farnese, placed it between his lips, and lit it alongside the marquis.

Between the dim corridor and the faint glow of the small lanterns, hazy smoke rose like storm clouds, filling the space.

Through the gradually thinning smoke, the eyes of the two nobles briefly met in midair.

Marquis Farnese’s eyes wavered.

“You said that after your wife passed away, you never once went to the battlefield.”

“Yes. That is correct.”

“I see. That makes sense, then.”

The marquis slowly nodded and leaned his back against the wall.

“Two years ago, my son went to the front lines in my place.”

The marquis began to speak.

At the outbreak of the war, influential families had secured rear placements, but even that privilege had lost all meaning over the course of seven long years.

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