Bab 165: Not Lonely Old Man

A faint sigh escaped an old man's lips as he slipped into bed, despite his more than advanced age, Agilulf Wanneck was not even close to appearing like a crumbling geezer, his white hair were resplendent, slightly wavy, his beard perfectly trimmed at all times, though he did not sport any moustache, this was his signature look.

The refined appearance he was known for, the merchant king that did not hesitate to meet within the heart of others territories, and did not shy away from interacting with various other species, even if some of them were hard to communicate with, any business partner was his best friend.