"Has he arrived yet?" Seira asked.
"He's on his way, Your Majesty. Please wait."
Just as Orion's voice echoed in her mind, the gatekeeper's voice rang out.
"The owner of the Blue Moon House has arrived!"
The gates to the throne room swung open, and a man wearing a mask that covered half his face casually strolled in.
Seira and the ministers were surprised to see him.
Many had assumed that the founder of the Blue Moon House was an old man, but they had been wrong. He was a young man who wasn't even thirty years old.
Nolan walked into the throne room without showing any change in expression.
After all, he had been here many times before, so he was already a little bored.
Still, seeing this place again made Nolan's heart feel a little lighter, especially when he saw Seira sitting on the throne.
Her demeanor and appearance were completely different from the mischievous older sister he remembered.
