Viscount Lori sat upright on the top floor of the entire extravagant edifice.
On ordinary days, what he enjoyed most was standing before these huge floor-to-ceiling windows, overlooking everything that happened in the world below, a world intoxicated with gold and splendor.
This was his sinful castle, built with painstaking effort over decades, using wealth and connections, and it belonged only to him.
It was also by relying on this famous den of iniquity in the Empire Capital that he, then a destitute noble, had managed to attach himself to the formidable Borgia family.
Even if he was merely their vassal, it still enabled him to reach the 4-Ring and become a true Great Beastmaster. This was remarkable, as at his age, he should have been considered old and decayed for a Beastmaster.
Therefore—
Viscount Lori would never allow anyone to destroy his castle.
Just like this uninvited guest who had come for a visit.
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