Sebastian Battel, the head of the guard, was undeniably a striking figure.
Tall as Sir Francis and built like a fortress, his broad frame and solid musculature made him stand out. Though he bore a gentle expression uncharacteristic of a warrior, his aura was as immovable and formidable as a stone wall.
‘No way I’d forget someone this remarkable…’
While Sungjin was scratching his head, Bruno, standing nearby, leaned over and whispered.
“Your Highness, Sebastian is actually Lady Ilma’s husband.”
What? Really?
Sungjin glanced over at him, his eyes widening.
Like Lady Ilma, this guard captain possessed strength on par with Sir Masain, which meant they both stood on the cusp of becoming Dekaron Knights—the strongest couple on the continent!
If those two were ever to get into a marital spat, it’d probably shake the entire territory.
With that amusing thought in mind, Sungjin chuckled to himself, oblivious to the fact that Sebastian had taken another polite bow before him.
“I’ve sent word ahead to the count’s residence. Please allow me to escort you, Your Highness.”
And so, Sungjin’s group, led by Sir Sebastian, made their way to the Count of Zigsmund’s manor.
The estate sat on a low hill at the northeastern edge…