A Lesson

Duke Lorelei invited Tristan's group to his mansion. Sadly, Sandra was still on her way here since she had no choice but to go to another city to call for help. 

Tristan and Felicia were a bit tense, knowing what kind of person the duke was. 

Meanwhile, Andreas remained calm and even observed him. He couldn't help but remember how fast and powerful the slash he released was. He could barely follow his movements. 

'I've seen him a few times during his stay, but the image I have of him is just a warm old man who is curious about a lot of things. To think that he would be so terrifying…' Andreas clenched his fists. Even if Duke Lorelei fought his grandfather, he might not easily be defeated.

"It seems that your teacher wants me to get involved in all this." Duke Lorelei smiled.

"…" Tristan gulped down. He hurriedly replied, "No. Everything was my plan. The teacher didn't plan anything. If the Duke wan—"