"Yes, brother. I will keep that in mind."
Carl listened intently to Nero's advice and nodded in response.
'It's fate that it will be like this anyway. In that case, I'd rather break everything with my own hands and seize it.'
Nero let out a deep sigh of relief, but he wouldn't have been able to do so if he had known Carl's thoughts.
"By the way, you asked me to get a hood for you, so why aren't you wearing it on your head?" Carl asked with a smile.
Nero was wearing the plain white hood that Carl had given him as a gift around his neck like a scarf. Although it was appropriate for cold winter weather, the material of the hood was not very good, so it looked a bit strange.
"If I put this on my head, there will be chaos," Nero said with a shudder.