Brown County.
Earl Manor.
Lord Mark was dressed aristocratically in a red velvet noble coat with white fur trim. The inner white openwork square scarf and shirt stood out against the black undershirt, and he was walking in the yard in scarlet cross-print style boots.
"Lord Mark."
Jamie, the old butler, approached the slightly chubby but not overly dignified Lord Mark with caution.
"What exactly is it?" Lord Mark's voice was deep.
"There is an issue on Roger's side." Jamie stated.
"Have we not conquered Hartington Fort yet? With such a small space, it should not be too difficult to conquer it. Additionally, I gave him the opportunity to use 'Grover' once."
Lord Mark gave a gentle smile.
"He failed, and Harlow lost an arm as a result."
"Hmm?"
Lord Mark smiled and murmured softly.
