"...But,"
An Su, looking at the fervent knights and nobles, hesitated for a long time before slowly saying,
"your fathers didn't come to pick you up."
"They had already left."
Visibly, the color drained from their eyes—the knight's flame in his eyes extinguished, the noble's moon in his gaze froze.
"Nonsense, father would never abandon his family!" Lister shook his head firmly, "That is the spirit of the Moon Family."
"Indeed, your father would not abandon his family."
An Su looked at Lister, "So your father took all the family members in the Imperial Capital, including the thirteen courtesans he keeps, four countesses, five viscountesses, twelve baronesses, and their families, illegitimate children, including husbands. Your dad is quite a decent man."
"The first batch of carriages from the Moon Family didn't have enough room." An Su, recalling what Count Karlo had relayed, seriously said, "Your father asked you to take the next round."
The moon in Lister's eyes withered.