บท 66: Chapter 65: The Line of Killing Intent_1

The sky was gloomy.

Dusk was approaching.

In the growing sound of rain, the carriage wheels tore through the puddles on the ground, rushing forward with a clop-clop noise.

Eventually, the carriage stopped in front of the Viscount's manor.

"I really appreciate your trouble."

A young man of ordinary appearance, whose smile was always gentle, opened the carriage door and softly thanked, "Coming all this way to drop me off in such heavy rain."

"It's nothing, Master Gerald."

The coachman let out a loud laugh, "Shall I wait for you here?"

"No need, I will have the Viscount's coachman take me back."

Doctor Gerald politely responded, "The rain is getting heavier, and you might catch a cold if you wait here. Please head back."

"No worries, Master Gerald. For such a small task, I would help even without payment... and since you've given me so much, who wouldn't I drive for?"

The coachman was nonchalant, "Such a kind neighbor like you is hard to find these days."