The great lords all have their own villas in the capital, Kaulan.

Among those villas, if one were to choose the most extravagant, people would point to the mansion of Duke Dekarlun.

Although smaller than the Imperial Palace, the interior, filled with luxurious items, leaves no one speechless.

However, Ravin was the exception—seeing those luxury goods, he found himself swallowing his saliva and keeping quiet.

“Thank you for waiting. This way, please.”

The butler politely escorted Ravin. Following the wide and complex corridors, Ravin was eventually led to a small garden.

Smooch, humph.

An obscene sound was coming from the garden. A woman lying on a sunbed was halfway sitting up, kissing a middle-aged man.@@novelbin@@

“Shall we continue?”

“Your Grace, I heard you had a visitor?”

“Hmph, we hardly ever do it during the day.... And every time we did, we ended up having a child, remember?”

The butler, to preserve his master’s dignity, cleared his throat loudly on purpose. Noticing the presence of others, the woman regretfully pulled away, tapping the man’s thigh.

“It seems the guest has arrived.”

“I’ll be leaving now.”

“Aren’t you lacking enthusiasm these days? You used to make it so I couldn’t walk back when we were newlyweds.”

Ravin, surprisingly immune to such matters, blushed. The butler, equally embarrassed, coughed even louder.

“I’ll let you go for now. But be prepared tonight, my dear.”

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