Chapter 84: Gifts from the Young Lord

『This is why I love my wife…』

Vritra nodded with approval as he gently stroked his chin.

Everything around him seemed frozen in place.

It wasn't that he'd stopped time or anything like that.

This was just how the young lord experienced the world because of his incredible speed.

To him, everything and everyone moved slowly, like watching an hourglass where each grain of sand took ages to fall. He could hear every breath, notice every little movement.

Nothing escaped his attention.

『She never listens to me when I tell her not to worry about those sick people. After all, she's a heroine. It's like trying to convince a snobbish, rich guy to care about the poor—it's just not in their nature. But I can't complain, can I? It actually works out in my favor.』

Vritra glanced to his left and saw Butler Neron standing there with a calm expression.

The old man nodded at him.