The next day.
In the clear winter morning, the dawn light poured through the thick mist and cast itself upon the marble walls of the Lord's Mansion in Lilom City.
The mansion was situated towards the back of the city, surrounded by an exquisite garden. Far away, the forest could be seen, and the fine carvings on the crest above the main gate shone, heralding the beginning of a new day.
Viscount Francis stepped out of the dining hall on the first floor of the mansion with Lanci.
Inside the mansion, the Magic Furnace dispersed the winter chill.
"I hope you're accustomed to our Northern Continent style of breakfast,"
Said Viscount Francis with a smile. His voice was deep and courteous.
"This is the best hospitality I've ever received, thank you,"
Lanci replied.