“Captain!! How could you do that to a child! She’s five years old! Playing with dolls!”

“Captain, that was really too much! If you break your muscles when you’re young, there’s no answer!”

“This is the most fun thing today.”

For the first time in a while, Heese laughed heartily.

Inside the moving carriage, Lucia scolded the members throughout.

Finally, as the carriage seemed to have arrived somewhere, she hastily jumped out as if escaping.

However, what she saw as soon as she got off was a door that seemed endless.

Looking at the magnificent and luxurious start of the mansion, Lucia, recalling her childhood spent in Cluer Ga, felt a sense of déjà vu.

And soon, she tilted her head with a puzzled expression.

“Vernon, why did you come to a place like this?”

However,

Suddenly, with the sound of something falling, there was a rough wailing of a horse.

“!?”

Lucia watched as the carriage ran out like a runaway.

Then, Vernon and the members, halfway sticking out of the running carriage, were oddly waving their thumbs up, cheering.

“Captain!! The deadline for those important documents is today! Commander Leon is unwell, so please visit him with your regards and a favor!!”

“Commander! We’ll take Nia home from kindergarten! Don’t worry! Take your time and enjoy!”

“……!”

Left alone, Lucia looked at the retreating figure of the carriage.

It didn’t take long for her to realize the situation.

She was already aware of Leon’s illness, and it seemed to bother her that he overworked himself instead of the members.
However, as much as he substituted for the members, Leon’s well-being and the work of the White Knights should be handled by the members. Lucia, who felt deep anger toward the members who had postponed the task to themselves, thought, ‘Even if it wasn’t for the accumulated affection in the past…’

But at that moment,

The gates gradually opened in a place where no one was present. There’s said to be an automatic door using magic stones in any mansion. It was indeed a true Imperial masterpiece mansion.

Viscount Luwin.

Lucia recalled the eldest son of Viscount Luwin, who hadn’t been seen for several days. And his disappearance without a word.

‘Now that it has come to this, I should try to understand the situation.’

As she entered with a small sigh, dozens of servants lined up, hidden behind the gate, came into view.

Their disciplined appearance seemed as if they were waiting for her.

“Welcome to the Luwin Mansion! Lady Lucia!”

‘Certainly, noble families are different.’

While Lucia was admiring their artificial appearance, a middle-aged man appeared among them as if parting the waters.

With the glossy white pomade neatly combed, he exuded grace without a flaw. He also politely bowed to the guest.

“Lady Lucia, welcome. We received the news. It’s still a secret from the young master, though.”

A smirk.

A cunning expression that shattered his image in an instant.

Lucia, puzzled by the unknown enthusiasm, found these situations absurd.

‘What’s going on…?’