'The Duke was a selfish man.'
'He's so scared for his life that he didn't even dare to touch the drug mafia.'
'He had the power to save everyone but he let us rot!'
'He has the gall to speak of Duchy's revival.'
When Varian wanted to visit the Duke, he already grasped the immensely negative public opinion.
It wasn't just bad, it was downright malicious.
'He should just drop dead.'
'If I was the Duke, I would've…'
'If I had powers like the Duke, I…'
'If I was also a rank 5, then I…'
But after meeting the man himself, a trace of respect rose from the bottom of his heart.
"It's been very tough, right?" Varian sighed. "It's been more than a century."
"It was very hard, but I got used to it. A Duke can't show his weakness, young fellow." Cassius chuckled and said in a casual tone.
Then he drank another glass of wine and slammed it on the table, just hard enough that it wouldn't crack.