In the heart of Gilmatan was a hill believed to have been formed by a meteorite strike. The hill stood over seven hundred meters, and above it was the largest estate in the city, owned by the Carefree Duke.
Surrounded by imposing earthen walls equipped with mana-powered ballistas, the estate was like a giant fortress.
To the residents of Gilmatan, the estate was a sacred place for it was the home of the hero who once helped the empress bring peace to the nation.
At this moment, inside the master's bedchamber of the Carefree Duke's estate.
An old man with long, wavy, and graying hair, sat on the rattan wood chair beside the bed. His eyebrows were knitted into a frown as he read the secret letter he received from a messenger bird.
Having read the contents of the letter, he crumpled it and burned it with his mana.
The letter combusted and turned into ashes that disappeared into the air.
