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Ordinary people have not changed this habit; they call rich people or people who have a high status in the kingdom still as Lord or Lady.

"Yes, Prime Minister Sanders.!" The Guard answered but remained in place.

Seeing this, Sanders\'s mouth twitched, "You may return to your duties."

"Yes, Prime Minister Sanders."

After seeing the Guard come out, Sanders sat in his work chair. He sighed, " The current guard is too excited; maybe because of the incoming war with a beast, or maybe he\'s still new." Sanders then realized that there was a letter on his desk. 

Sanders frowned, reluctant to call the Guard again, "Guard!"

* slam *

The previous incident happened again, and The Guard opened the door in high spirits, "Yes, Prime M-"

"-Stop that," Sanders interrupted his words because his ears feel uncomfortable every time he heard it. Sanders added, "Who brought this letter into my room?" He pointed to a letter that was on the table.

"Sorry for my indiscretion, prime minister; it was myself," the Guard replied in high spirits, without a hint of guilt. He believed that admitting what he had done would be better than throwing it at someone else or hiding the mistakes.

Sanders took a deep breath, "So where did you get that letter?" he was tired of this Guard\'s behavior and had hoped that other guards would come to explain this, but who would have thought fate would not be on his side.

"Report the prime minister—" before the Guard could continue, Sanders, interrupted him. 

"-Stop, just get to the point."

"Well, according to the reports of the soldiers on duty at the camp, after Master Witch Leona and Solider Bastian distracted Beast Race Sky Hunter, a Pegasus was seen descending from the sky and placing the letter in front of Master Witch\'s tent.

"Because this letter seems important to use a Pegasus, the soldier in charge doesn\'t dare to open it. They kept the letter for several days before finally deciding to send the letter to the kingdom. " The Guard then took a deep breath and waited for his superior\'s answer.

Sanders\' expression became severe when he heard all these details, he took the letter and looked at it. Could this be a clue left by them?

"Okay, you can go back to duty," When the Guard in front of him looked at him with enthusiasm, how could he think clearly ?!

…

After thinking about it many times, Sanders finally opened the letter and read it.

"..." Sanders

In the letter, no clue points to the location of the Master Witch or hidden meaning that tells the current location of the Master Witch but a family letter from the Witch Master\'s child.

"Sigh, I\'m tired of all this ..." Sanders then read the letter one more time to make sure that this was not a secret code used to convey important messages.

"This is truly a family letter ..." Sanders had read it three times and still found no hidden meaning. Sanders added, "It would be better if, along with this letter, I will also inform the information regarding their parents."

Sanders wrote a reply letter and gave it the royal seal. After rereading the letter, Sanders nodded in satisfaction.

He then looked at the door hesitantly.

* slam *

The door opened again, causing Sanders to jump back in surprise. After the door opened, he saw the same Guard enter again.

The Guard looked apologetic when he saw that Sanders was holding his work chair, preparing to throw the chair at him, "I\'m sorry, Prime Minister Sanders, but one of the Guards brought a report about the incident at the tavern." 

Sanders was initially angry when he saw the Guard enter without him calling, it is true that when he saw the Guard, he was about to prepare to throw him with a chair, but when he heard the report about the tavern incident, his mood changed.

"Give it to me." Sanders\' tone sounded cold to the Guard\'s ears, causing him to tremble as he handed over the parchment containing the report.

"If there is nothing else, then excuse me." The Guard realized that Sanders, now no longer able to joke around, he was smart enough not to bother him this time.

On the other hand, when Sanders read the report, a light flashed across his eyes, "Finally, I found out who did it. With this, my reputation will be clean again in the eye of the king.

"Guard!"

"YES!" The Guard no longer replied excitedly; he saw his superior looking at him as if it were a pawn.

"Convey my message to the king that I have found the true culprit of the incident in the tavern." Sanders paused and thought, "And also send this letter to Master Witch Leona\'s house." Sanders threw the letter to the Guard in front of him before he sat back down.

"Yes, I will immediately convey this!" The Guard replied, his voice loud but containing a hint of fear.

"Good. You can return to your assignment. "

After the Guard came out, he looked back and found that the light from his upper workroom was off, "This is bad ...". He thought that his superior suddenly get killed by an assassin.

Just as he wanted to open the door to the room, he was surprised to see it the door was open.

"What is wrong?" Sanders came out and saw the pale expression of the Guard in front of him; he remembered this Guard because of his passionate nature.

"Nothing, prime minister," after which the Guard hurried back to his duties to guard his superior\'s room. 

Seeing this, Sanders shook his head and headed for the bedroom. My bed, here I come! Thought Sanders excitedly.

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The next day, in the southern inner city.

There was a slightly larger house in a residential area than the other houses; it has a back and front yard.

When viewed from the outside, this house\'s design is almost the same as the house next to it, except that this house has an unusual land area.

If Desmond\'s house is so large that it has its own pasture and forest, this house only consists of ¼ of Desmond\'s house.

"Son, wake up," there was a soft voice from one of the rooms in the house.

There is a 7-year-old child with a height of about 120 cm and brown hair lying on the bed in the room.

The room was too cramped when compared to Desmond\'s. There are a small bed and a chest that looks like it is used to store clothes.

Only a bed and a chest fill ½ of this room.

"Soon," the boy opened his mouth, throwing away the hand that touched his body.

Next to the child, an adult woman was seen sitting on the bed staring at the child with a warm smile.

"If you don\'t wake up, maybe Elizabeth won\'t come again." Hearing this, the boy opened his eyes, revealing emerald green eyes staring at the adult woman.

"Good morning, mom," the child yawned, rubbing his eyes.

"Morning, my son Clark." Yasi is the mother of Clark; she smiled when she saw the cute behavior of her child. Yasi added, "Breakfast is ready; mother has cooked your favorite bread." 

Yasi pinched her son\'s cheek; she could not stand to see the cuteness of her son, who had just woken up from sleep.

"Ouch! It hurts, mom, "Clark snapped while rubbing his cheek; Clark added," Did uncle Gilbert come ?! " Clark looked at his mother hopefully.

Yasi snorted, "That muscle brain? There you better have breakfast before starting training." After saying that, Yasi came out of Clark\'s room and seemed to want to meet Gilbert to discuss Clark\'s training.

Seeing this, Clark was confused, "What is the matter with Uncle Gilbert?" Gilbert is Albin\'s younger brother, Clark\'s father. Gilbert is the person who taught Clark about basic spells and sword techniques.

* groan *

Clark\'s stomach sounded, he was holding his stomach as he got up from his bed, "I\'m fed up with bread," After that, he headed to the kitchen.

…

In the kitchen room, when compared to Desmond\'s house, this kitchen space is only as large as the bathroom. With a small table in the corner of the room, many cooking utensils hung from the room\'s ceiling.

There is also a toaster attached to a mini chimney. In this kitchen, there is a small window, which makes it a little brighter.

Clark, who had just arrived, saw that his mother and father were not in the kitchen room. On the table, he saw a plate covered with a serving hood; Clark then sat on a chair and slowly opened the serving hood.

"Damn! Where\'s my rice! Bread, bread, and bread every day. If you haven\'t eaten rice, then it\'s the same as not eating! " Clark grumbled while munching on this hard, tasteless bread.

* groan *

Even though the sound of his stomach was getting louder, Clark still chewed and swallowed the bread while crying, "Maybe I could ask Eliz ..."

Thinking of this, Clark hastened his breakfast…