Lancaster Castle.
The middle-aged Aaron strutted in.
"Mr. Aaron!"
The two Guards at the gate hastily bowed their heads in salute.
Aaron's face was cold, and he didn't respond at all.
Then, he made his way to the dungeon on the lowest level of the castle.
In the cold, dark dungeon, many people were being held captive at this time.
Especially in the innermost spot, within the thick iron bars, two battered Demon Hunters were bound in a spreadeagled fashion on wooden frames.
Yege held a red-hot branding iron in his hand, languidly pulling back.
"Count..."
Aaron bowed slightly, performing a gesture of respect.
Indeed!
Yege had already become a Count at this time!
As for Rude? The former Viscount, who died by drowning in a river while drunk, had his sons likewise meet with accidents one after another...
Then, his own brother Yege became Viscount Lancaster!