Adventurers.
Opportunistic creatures who yield to nothing but to glory and gold. They liked to boast of their fondness for adventure, but they're nothing more than a glorified monster slayer in nobility's eyes.
It's to no one's surprise that I, along with countless others, had a very distinct dislike for them. They're unpredictable, as my father said, and unpredictable was a big vice for the noble houses, including the Walhein family.
But...
Despite all of the teachings that my father bestowed upon me, I, Ezio Walhein, seemed to have known very little outside my own little world as a noble, after all.
It had been over a month now, and I have been under the scruffy-bearded adventurer's care since he found me at the depths of the Deephollow Forest—a very dangerous and volatile place dee
