Follow me, Emma Lewis.

He wore beautiful black high-class robes with beautiful silver trimmings illuminated in the moonlight.

His head was adorned by a black top hat, making him look much more elegant.

He looked at the horizon instead of looking at Emma Lewis.

"I heard that The Ruin showed up again and helped him in the ceremony; that's amazing. What kind of person is he? According to rumors, you know him, and it looks like you had some drinks with him," he said.

She frowned and sighed.

"Well, he's the most talented man I've ever met below the heirs. Maybe he'll be a second The Ruin, or maybe he can reach greater heights," she replied.

Charles looked at her in surprise.

"That's the first time I've heard those words from you dedicated to someone. Is it that surprising? Are the rumors true that you gave up on him?"

"Rumors are just rumors. I haven't given up on him, I simply recognized him as more worthy than me. That's all."