Charles
“I must say, this place is quite big for a mere Count’s house.” Toruk commented, his yellow eyes trailed the pillar of the outer corridor as him and Charles went on a stroll. That stroll however, leads to a certain direction, that is to the sword statue where the gemstone is attached to.
“I think that having a big mansion is a must.” He let out a soft chuckle. “Might be because of my greed, or maybe because I don’t want others to get worried about what’s beyond these mountains.” The old man reasoned.
“The Northern lands, huh?” Toruk cupped his chin, his focus is now changed from eyeing the place to a deep ponder. “I have heard pretty much wild things about that land. Is it true that the starting point to the Northern land is a frozen sea that reaches until this continent’s shore
